Killer abandoned concubine poison against the sky

Chapter 1028 She Didn't Wake Up

Occasionally, Murong Che would float to the side of the bed, take a look at her, and then move a little further away to the window, just thinking about not letting the heavy yin energy hurt her.

It was cold at night, Murong Che saw her figure curled up in the quilt, the cold wind was howling outside, and the winter night was extremely cold.

He is a ray of soul, so he is not afraid of severe cold, and has no awareness of climate changes.

She was only covered with a quilt, although the quilt was thick, he knew she was cold.

As soon as his soul floated, he drifted out of the room through the wall like a ray of air, and he was not in a hurry when he saw someone passing by in the courtyard.

He is a ghost, if he doesn't show up, ordinary people can't see him.

Sure enough, even though the passing servants glanced around the courtyard, their eyes did not stay on Murong Che.Because you can't see ghosts.

After the servant left, he drifted into the next room.

With a creak, a quilt seemed to fly out of the air, Murong Che hugged the quilt, his soul and body could pass through the wall, but the quilt could not.Therefore, he used his thoughts to open the door of the guest room where Feng Jingyun was sleeping, carried the quilt into the room, unfolded the quilt, and covered her carefully.

With two thick quilts, she stretched her sleeping face slightly, and it seemed that she was not so cold anymore.

In such a cold winter night, the temperature is still not enough.

The transparent soul went to the kitchen again, found a charcoal stove, went to another utility room to get charcoal back to the kitchen, and found a torch to blow on.

The moment the sparks ignited, he almost threw the fire folder out.

Ghosts are afraid of fire.

Afraid of being scorched by fire.

All ghosts are afraid of fire, and Murong Che is no exception.

Suddenly, I felt that being a ghost had many things to be afraid of, which was really bad.

After thinking about it, even people are not less afraid of things.

He put wood on the stove and put charcoal on it, and although he was not very skilled, he could still do these jobs.He felt that he should have never done these things before his death.

It is estimated that he has seen others do it, he can raise the fire.

There was a fire in the stove and it was very hot, so it was inconvenient for him to carry the stove.What's more, his injury is not healed now, if the injury gets worse, he doesn't care, but he doesn't want to hurt her.

So, he used his thoughts to control the stove and flew into the guest room.

There was a charcoal fire in the room, which made it much warmer.

As a ghost, he seems to prefer dark and cold places, but he doesn't like the heat when it's warmed up.

But seeing that she didn't seem to be cold at all, he felt it was worth it again.

He heard that burning a charcoal fire in an airtight room would suffocate people, so he carefully opened the window a little, and when the charcoal was almost burned out, he added carbon to the stove to maintain the temperature in the room.

The next day, the sky brightened up.

Not long after, it was noon again, and the rain stopped long ago.

The biting cold wind did not stop.

It snowed heavily in the sky.

Snowflakes fell from the sky one after another, and were blown by the cold wind, hovering, or flying...they fell to the ground.

The first snow of this winter.

The snowy scenery is very beautiful, he thought, she would like to see the beautiful snowy scenery.

Murong Che floated quietly by the window, looking sideways, looking at Feng Jingyun who was still sleeping.Thinking about waking her up.

Seeing her peaceful sleeping face, so beautiful, I couldn't bear to wake her up.

In the evening, the snow had already accumulated a thick layer on the ground, and the ground, trees, and roofs were all white.

He was no longer in the mood to appreciate the snow scenery, so he floated to the bed. She had been sleeping for a day and a night, and she still didn't wake up.

There was a hint of worry in Qingyi's brows, and he raised his hand to cover her forehead.

(End of this chapter)