Otherwise, he will not live long when he wakes up.

Jing Qingran knew that Luo Xi was not joking, and she also knew the stakes in her words.

"I don't see him, I just watch him from here, and when he wakes up, I'll leave." Jing Qingran said.

Luo Xi didn't speak, just looked at Jing Qingran.

The woman she loves is the woman she loves.

She had an indescribable, inexplicable jealousy towards Jing Qingran, and then the jealousy slowly turned into hatred, wishing that she would die, wishing that she would never appear in front of King Chen for the rest of her life, hating her for getting everything she wanted, hating that the eight years she paid were not as much as the months she paid.

Hate her, surround her, devour her alive.

She hates Jing Qingran, and Jing Qingran will not love her.

This woman threatened her with her husband's life and forced her to leave. Jing Qingran still couldn't bet on her after all, and agreed to her.

The two women looked at each other speechlessly.

The hour of the Son has passed, that is, the seventh day has passed completely.

Silence, silence, no sound.

The cold wind filtered in through the window, blowing the hair on the cheeks.

If you listen closely, you can hear faint voices.

In the icy air of this autumn night, there is a small and faint spread.

The sound came from inside the room.

It's light, it's light, it's weak, but it means that the owner of the voice is finally sentient, active, and able to speak......

He was in a coma for nine whole days, and for these nine days he remained motionless, unable to open his eyes, unable to speak, lying down, and no different from a dead man except for the faint breathing and the very slow and slow pulse.

Now he finally spoke, as if in a dream, very murmuring, and his voice was so weak that when the wind blew, it could be completely dissipated.

His murmuring sounded like a man's name.

"Well cleared ......"

Outside the door, both women heard the man's voice.

"Xianggong ......" Jing Qingran wept, standing by the door and looking at the bed, and on the bed, there was no man's face in sight.

"Lord Wang......" Luo Xi also looked at him and called him softly.

Is he finally awake?

"Well cleared ......"

"Jing Qingran,"

"Well cleared ......"

He just shouted the man's name, shouted a lot, but got no response.

His body was extremely weak, his fingers moved slightly, and they were as painful as a knife, and his eyes couldn't be opened at all.

Speaking so hard, but calling a person's name.

"Xianggong ......" Jing Qingran cried and wanted to walk in, and every time she heard this man shouting at her, she was in pain.

But Luo Xi took her hand.

"You can't go in and see him! Since he can wake up, I will definitely find a way to cure him, you go, never come back. "Lo Creek Road.

"He's calling me, how can I leave him, how can I not go to see him?" Jing Qingran cried.

"Let's go! If you want him to die, you go in and see him! Luo Xi pushed her away and said viciously.

The man inside was still shouting Jing Qingran's name, he couldn't hear it, he couldn't see it, he could only move his speech, and he was alone in the boundless darkness, like a wounded child, powerlessly calling out his most important person.

Luo Xi pushed Jing Qingran away, then walked into the room, bolted the door tightly, and let Jing Qingran cry and bang on the door outside.

"Xianggong...... Xianggong......" She leaned on the door and looked at the figure of the man in the room through the small gap.

"Let's go!!" Luo Xi couldn't wait to kill Jing Qingran with a knife.