Fengming Lixia

For a whole night, Cang Ji hugged Su Qingyue like this, until dawn saw her face regain its calmness, and then fell into a deep sleep.

As soon as Su Qingyue opened her eyes, she looked at Cang Ji's face, and immediately recoiled in fright, only then did she realize that she was in his arms.

Sensing the movement of the person in his arms, Cang Ji didn't get up and leave immediately for the first time.

Instead, she adjusted her posture, pulled the quilt for her, and said in a deep and tired voice, "Sleep again."

Su Qingyue's body was stiff, she didn't struggle thinking about the hatred she was carrying, but just listening to the sound of breathing in her ears, her heart was full of guesses.

Although she fell into a coma last night, she still had some consciousness.

Knowing that when the cold poison broke out last night, someone warmed up his body.

Thinking of the vague voice in the dream, and the person who warmed me.

Su Qingyue was slightly shaken in her heart.

He was the one who guarded himself last night...

He was the one who warmed her up...

But he...

Zhuang's mother wanted to serve Su Qingyue to wash and wash up, but she was also surprised when she saw Cang Ji.

Seeing that Su Qingyue was fine, she retreated lightly.

Seeing Su Yu approaching, he immediately instructed softly: "The prince and princess are still resting, come back later."

Su Yu was a little surprised when he heard the words: "My lord?"

"Didn't he not be in Shaohua Garden last night?"

Seeing this, Zhuang's mother knew that Cang Ji might not come back until the princess fell asleep.

Thinking about his reaction in the past two days, he couldn't help sighing: "Xu came back at night, well, this is not something you should think about, order the kitchen to prepare the prince's breakfast."

The little maid on the side listened, and the expression in her eyes changed suddenly.

Taking advantage of Zhuang's mother and Suyu's busy work, they hurried to the chrysanthemum garden.

Su Qingchun just got up, looking at herself in the mirror.

Hearing the movement outside, he immediately looked at Lan Meng: "Go out and have a look, but there is news from Shaohuayuan."

She had heard that Su Qingyue's illness was acute and severe.

These two days are the most critical moment, as long as she doesn't get through these two days, this person can't be saved even with Miracle Doctor Qi.

Knowing the news, Su Qingchun couldn't sit still for a long time.

If it wasn't for the epidemic, she couldn't leave the chrysanthemum garden, and wished she could go and see for herself.

Hearing the cuckoo's cries outside the yard right now, he was very excited.

Lan Meng also had a smug expression on her face: "Miss, wait a moment, this servant will go out now."

After speaking, he quickly walked out of the room.

Seeing the little maid standing outside the carved wall, she immediately walked over quickly, pretending to be worried: "How is it? How is the concubine's illness?"

Hearing this, the little servant girl's face was a little ugly: "The princess is fine. The prince was still resting in the princess's room last night. When Mama Zhuang came in in the morning, the two of them were still asleep. Looking at Mama Zhuang's appearance, the concubine's condition is scary. It's all right."

"Sister Lan Meng can tell Second Miss Su not to worry about the princess."

Lan Meng was full of joy waiting for the news of Su Qingyue's death.

Unexpectedly, when he heard such news, the expression on his face froze.

Seeing the little maid's relieved expression, she could only force a smile: "As long as the princess is fine, Second Miss can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

As he said that, he took out a silver pick to reward the little maid, and then walked back with an ugly expression.

Su Qingchun sat in front of the window very anxiously. When she saw Lan Meng come back with a sullen face, she suddenly thumped in her heart: "What's wrong? Could it be that bitch Su Qingyue..."

Lan Mengzhou could only speak cautiously: "She made it through..."