The bloodthirsty prince and the cold concubine

Chapter 697
After everyone left, only Li Shang and Nangong Xueling were left in the room.

One of them was still asleep, and the other quietly looked at the sleeping person.

Time passed slowly, and another five days passed, and the situation was still the same, Li Shang didn't respond.

Mo Wuchen visited Li Shang several times on the way, but he always shook his head. His body was fine, but he didn't know why he didn't wake up. He was also very confused about this.

The night is as cool as water, and the evening wind is gentle. The cold wind is like the cold heart, completely cold.

In the room, Nangong Xueling sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Li Shang fixedly, as if afraid that he would disappear in the next second and go with the wind.

If Li Shang doesn't wake up for a day, she won't let go of her worries. Now it's the sixth day.

In the silent room, there was a sad atmosphere everywhere.

Nangong Xueling took Li Shang's big hand and put it on her heart: "Li Shang, do you feel it? This heart is beating for you, this heart is calling for you, how can you continue to sleep, you wake up Come and see how I am."

There was a sharp pain in the chest, as if a needle was being pricked.

Why can't you do it, how long do you have to punish me, Li Shang.

"Damn, didn't you say that you would lend me your shoulder and let me cry like a little sheep? Now I want to indulge once, I want to cry once, get up, it's just such a chance, don't wait when it's over." Nangong Xueling said viciously.

No one responded, Li Shang did not wake up, her voice was still the only one in the room, she seemed so lonely, and her back seemed so thin.

"Words don't count, how can words not count. Li Shang, you can't speak without counting." Nangong Xueling lay in Li Shang's arms, a trace of crystal liquid rolled down from her eyes and dripped on Li Shang's cheeks .There is no aura of talent on the face, but only the fragile side.

"Li Shang..."

"Li Shang..."

He called out Li Shang's name over and over again, calling his name, with helplessness and loneliness in his tone, and deep sadness.

I don't know how long it has passed, the room is quiet, there is no echo of words, only the sound of even breathing can be heard.

Looking around, Nangong Xueling had already fallen asleep in Li Shang's arms.

It must have been supported to the limit, a tense heart was relieved, the spirit returned to normal, and the person couldn't support anymore, and fell into a deep sleep.

The golden light outside the window shone on the two of them, which was also so beautiful and harmonious.

On the way, Lan Zihan and Leng Yichen came once, but when they opened the door and saw the situation, everyone understood and didn't wake her up.
Lan Zihan stepped forward and gently put Nangong Xueling on the bed, covered her with a quilt, looked at the two sleeping people, with a curved lips, sleep well.

This series of actions didn't wake up Nangong Xueling, everyone smiled knowingly, they must be extremely tired, that's why they fell asleep so deeply.

It's true after thinking about it, after Li Shang's accident, she hasn't had much rest, so where can she go without being exhausted.

The night was as cool as water, and the vast starry sky was dotted with stars, and a few dazzling stars were particularly shining.

The night passed quickly, and the sky had already revealed a fish-belly white, which spilled into the room through the window, illuminating the dark space inside.

Li Shang's rosy face, which was as fragile as a porcelain doll, has regained a little rosiness, and it is no longer as pale and bloodless as yesterday.

(End of this chapter)