The strange woman who plays power: the fourth lady who plays power

He tilted his head up, showing a satisfied smile, glanced at them, and said proudly: "You want to die, but I won't let you go. Using you to lure Long Shengnan is a good way."

Fu Yaxuan hesitated slightly, and said with a wry smile: "Long Jiantian, if you don't kill us today, you will definitely regret it."

"I, Long Jiantian, never know how to write the word "regret". Could it be possible that cooked cockroaches can still fly?" Long Jiantian laughed, and the laughter lasted for a long time.

……

In the prison, Cui Moyao was pale and lay dying on the ground. Fu Yaxuan hugged him and was about to cry.

He was in pain all over and couldn't get up, only his lips moved slightly, but his voice was barely audible.

"Mo, what do you want to say? How do you feel?" Fu Yaxuan desperately held back tears, not letting herself cry out, she didn't want him to see her sad.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I..." His voice was broken and weak.

Fu Yaxuan threw herself beside him, leaned into her ear, and said softly: "Mo, it's okay, you will get better. For me, you must get better too."

"Xuan'er..." On his gradually stiff face, there was a poignant smile, but he held her hand tightly.

"Mo, we still have to go to many, many places, travel all over the world, eat all over the world. Mo, do you remember that you said you wanted to accompany me back to my mother's house?"

"Hmm...Xuan'er, I'm so tired...want...to sleep for a while..."

He is really tired, so tired!He was too tired to open his eyes, in fact, he really wanted to keep looking at her, looking at her...

"Mo, don't sleep, don't sleep, I won't let you sleep." Fu Yaxuan knelt in front of him, looked at his slowly closing eyes, and shouted anxiously.

"I'm sorry..." He was unable to open his eyes, leaving only a weak sentence.

"No, Mo!" Fu Yaxuan groaned in pain, her heart became extremely cold in an instant, she didn't realize that she was trembling with fear, she was afraid...afraid that she would lose the person in her arms forever.

Desolate cries filled the room sadly.

"Come on, someone, come save him, come on!" Fu Yaxuan yelled in the prison, but no one responded to her except for her own echo.

In the past, she was so proud, she thought she was omnipotent, but until now, she found that she was so incompetent, she could only watch Mo being tortured by pain, and he kept falling asleep.

She waited by his side, he was unconscious, almost breathless several times, his eyes were closed tightly, his face was pale without a trace of blood, she called him affectionately, but he never responded.

She loves him, this man who is usually cold, but gentle and considerate to her, willing to squeeze his back and shoulders for her, a deeply affectionate man, as long as she thinks that he might leave, she can't control the tears from falling down.

She's not a crybaby because she's an adult, but she just can't help it.

"Mo, can you wake up soon? I won't be naughty anymore, I'll follow your orders, I won't meddle in other people's business, as long as you get better."

He remained unresponsive, responding to her with silence.

"I still remember the day when I put croton powder in the porridge, which caused you to have diarrhea for two days. I hid myself and laughed so hard that I cramped; and that time, I drew a big turtle and stuck it on your back, which made you feel sick. When you walk into the street, people make fun of you... you can scold me, you can scold me..."

It's just that he couldn't hear the longing in her heart.

"Open your eyes and look at me, please..."

She kept murmuring, hoping that he would give her a little reaction, but he always disappointed her.

……

"He probably won't catch up, right?" Lu Qiuhong panted like a cow, her legs were limp, and she leaned on the tree pole to barely stand still.

"Qiuhong, you are here, I will go back and save the prince and princess." Han Gao held his sword, his tall body seemed to be crumbling.

"You are like this, you can't protect yourself, how can you save others?" Lu Qiuhong looked at him weakly.

"My lord has treated me with such kindness as a mountain. At this time, I must not leave him alone."

Without the prince, he would not be where he is today, so his life belongs to the prince.

Long Shengnan said indifferently: "If you are going to die, I will not stop you, but the prince and concubine are not in danger yet, Long Jiantian's target is me."

Lu Qiuhong quickly echoed, "Miss Long is right, the prince and concubine will not be in danger for the time being."

Long Shengnan suggested: "Let's find a place to recuperate for the time being, and then we can make a long-term plan."

Xia Zhilin said: "Go to my place, my place is very secret, no one will find out."

They followed Xia Zhilin through a forest, came to a rock, and saw a stone gate dyed green by moss.

"This is my residence." Xia Zhilin pressed the switch and entered first.

Behind the stone gate, the cave is secluded and secluded. When people walk in it, they hardly know the present and future.

Everyone couldn't help but walk lightly, for fear of destroying this unforgettable tranquility.

After walking for a while, the cave is deep.The mountain walls on both sides gradually narrowed, but after a few steps forward, they suddenly opened up again, as if they were not in the world, but in the sky.

In front of it is a deep valley, with wooden houses and pavilions, blooming flowers, clear springs, and a thin layer of smoke on the water.

Everyone was dumbfounded, and only followed Xia Zhilin's footsteps. There was a wooden house in the depths of the flowers. The walls of the house were filled with strange and weird things. At first glance, it seemed a bit messy, but it looked very elegant again. And chic, even if you are the most vulgar person, if you walk into this room, the vulgarity will be washed away a bit.

Long Shengnan's eyes moved, and he asked, "Have you lived here all this time?"

Xia Zhilin smiled shallowly: "It's not easy for others to find this place, and it's close to the cottage, so I've always lived here."

Long Shengnan nodded, and the intoxicating fragrance of flowers all over the valley wafted in with the warm wind. Isn't this kind of place only in the sky?

Xia Zhilin looked at Han Gao and Lu Qiuhong, and said in a deep voice, "Mr. Han, Lady Lu, you all suffered internal injuries. Let me heal your wounds."

Han Gao moved, "Young Master Xia, you were also injured."

Xia Zhilin said indifferently: "My injury is not a problem, and Long Jiantian's little play can't hurt me."

Long Shengnan frowned and said, "But healing will consume a lot of true qi, and all qi and blood will be damaged."

"No, as long as I keep my sense of proportion, I won't have any loss. You two, my servant." Xia Zhilin spoke to Han Gao and his wife in a commanding tone.

Han Gao and Lu Qiuhong looked at each other, feeling a little uneasy, Han Gao hesitated, and said, "No need, our injuries don't matter."

"If I tell you to sit down, sit down. If you are a man, you don't want mother-in-law." Xia Zhilin's voice became more serious, and he pressed Han Gao's shoulder to let him sit down, and then ordered Lu Qiuhong: "You sit in front."

Looking at his determined eyes, Lu Qiuhong stopped hesitating and sat down cross-legged.

Xia Zhilin sat cross-legged behind Han Gao, and pressed his palms on Han Gao's back. Although the room was a little dark, one could still see his dignified expression.

Han Gao placed his palms on Lu Qiuhong, and the three of them turned into a circle. After everything was ready, Xia Zhilin began to perform his exercises. After a while, a wisp of white smoke slowly emerged from Xia Zhilin's head.