Flowers on the other side are blooming for you

Chapter 707

Ye Xuanji's heart trembled.

Even if she still had resentment towards him at the beginning, the resentment gradually dissipated now without knowing it.

Does he really love her?

Otherwise, I wouldn't work so hard for myself...

"Oh, it's nothing to travel these thousands of miles. The bad thing is that he caught a cold earlier and had a fever, but after hearing about you, he rushed here regardless..."

Bi Liusu continued to add fuel to the scene behind her.

It seems that the one who let him catch the cold is himself...

Ye Xuanji's face flushed slightly.

Some regretted that he was too ruthless at the beginning, stripped him naked and froze him for twelve hours...

I thought he was a superman at first, and it turned out that he also had a cold and a fever.

Grateful mixed with guilt surged up: "Where is he now? I want to see him!"

Even if she still had to leave, she still wanted to see him.

Make sure he's safe before leaving.

A flash of relief flashed in Bi Liusu's eyes, and he said with a smile, "Come with me."

………………………… Husband as fierce as a tiger: The black-bellied prince and concubine who robbed the tomb……………………………………

Ye Xuanji finally met Mo Qingcheng again.

At this moment, he was lying pale under the brocade quilt.

His eyes were slightly closed, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if his heart was bound.

I don't know if I fell asleep or passed out.

Ye Xuanji's heart sank, she took two quick steps and came to his bed.

He opened his mouth, and finally called out his name: "Qingcheng, Mo Qingcheng..."

Mo Qingcheng didn't move, he was as quiet as a sleeping god.

Ye Xuanji panicked.

Reach out and touch his nose lightly to sense his breathing.

His breathing is light and shallow, and his long eyelashes are like the still wings of a butterfly, motionless.

Even though he was covered with a brocade quilt, his face was a little cold.

Ye Xuanji's heart moved, and she touched his hand outside the brocade quilt, it was icy cold.Let her hold it involuntarily.
Mo Qingcheng moved slightly, her eyelashes trembled,
(End of this chapter)