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Chapter 219 Terrible, I'm even more worried about you.

Duke Huguo's mansion, the courtyard is deep, the buildings are empty, only the shadows of pigeons come and go, two or three.

Duanmu Yuhan was wearing a long white cloak, standing in the long pavilion facing the wind, looking at the attic across the street, coughing from time to time, suffocating a sip of hot wine, and then slowly said: "Is she okay? ?”

"Returning to your son, the palace is extremely guarded, and the subordinates have not heard anything about it." Green Jaw was on the side, pouring wine for Duanmu Yuhan.

The steaming wine steamed up and entered his light blue pupils, showing a hint of worry.

"What about Kyoto? Any news?"

"It's business as usual."

"Greenjaw, I'm tired."

Duanmu Yuhan held green jade wine by his side, and the emerald cup reflected his beautiful profile, giving him a feeling of paleness and powerlessness.

Green Jaw sighed slightly, probably not because he was tired physically, but because he was tired mentally.

"The young master will have to rest for a while. You don't have to come to this long pavilion often. If you don't see the person you want to wait for, it will add to your troubles."

"Greenjaw, that is a bell hanging on the heart. If it does not ring, it will mourn."

Duanmu Yuhan gently stretched out the wine in the cup out of the long pavilion, just like that day, he and her invited each other to drink in the night rain, and drank it all in one gulp.

Yuzun is cool, and jade people are cool.If you listen to the song of Li, you will be heartbroken, and if you stop teaching, you will become frost on your temples.

Draw bridge west, draw bridge east.

sauvignon blanc.

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That night, a letter was sent in the palace, saying that the Empress Dowager had something important to discuss, but Moze refused. Seeing that Shui Yanqing was getting better, he became ruthless, gave in, and entered the palace.

In the middle of the night, Shuiyan fell into a sleepy sleep, but she felt a pair of big hands, as warm and cool as jade, slid across her forehead, smooth and smooth, free from any hypocrisy in the world, like holding the stars and the moon in the sky. Pick it up between her forehead.

someone.

She was startled, and hurriedly opened her eyes, but was startled by Duanmu Yuhan's clear-eyed face and let out an exclamation!
Hearing her exclamation, the guard guarding the door hurriedly held a knife against the gap between the door and asked, "Miss Yan, what's wrong?"

Shuiyan Qingxin knew that this was Jimo Ze's palace, not to mention that Jimo Ze had ordered not to approach anyone here, maybe if he saw Duanmu Yuhan coming, he would kill him first and play later, right?

What's more, he was still injured, so he wondered if he could deal with the cloud of masters in the palace.

"It's okay, it's just a mouse." Shui Yanqing said loudly.

Seeing that it was Shuiyan who opened her mouth, the two figures at the door retreated to the side as if nothing happened.

Shuiyan let out a sigh of relief and turned her head.

But he saw lines of laughter in the corners of Duanmu Yuhan's eyes, and the sparkle in his eyes flowed, and he said softly, "Yan Qing, you are worried about me."

Shui Yanqing didn't know how to answer for a moment, so she dodged his hot eyes, lowered her voice and asked cautiously: "Do you know where this is? You haven't recovered from your injury, are you dying?"

The smile lines around Duanmu Yuhan's eyes deepened, outlining the moon-like silver snow around the plum blossom, rippling in the ripples of the water, lingering to the bone.

I only heard him say softly: "It's terrible. But, I am more worried about you."

After finishing speaking, Duanmu Yuhan took a step forward and sat beside Shuiyan's bed, stretching out his hand to help her shake the cloud quilt that had slipped down to her waist.

Shui Yanqing dodged subconsciously, but Duanmu Yuhan's fingertips slipped across the high part of her chest unexpectedly!
The summer is warm, she wears very little clothes, she just covers her body with a white obscene dress, but she despises her corset and takes it off halfway.Therefore, Duanmu Yuhan's touch is actually just a layer of gauze!

Shui Yanqing only felt the lightning strike, her face flushed immediately, she hastily pulled the cloud over her chest and said in a hurry, "I'll do it myself."

The cloud quilt was as soft and warm as cold jade, but it was not as warm as the spot on her chest!
Duanmu Yuhan was overjoyed by the tingling feeling left on his fingertips, but he was also cautious, for fear that his recklessness would surprise her again.

He hid his fingertips in his cuffs, and drew circles shallowly on his palms, but his eyes were full of waves. It was not until after thousands of turns of precipitation that he finally said softly—"Is it better?"

Shui Yanqing buried her face in the quilt to cover her flushed cheeks, and replied vaguely: "It's better..."

"It seems that I was too worried... I almost thought you..."

Duanmu Yuhan hesitated to speak, the edges of his light blue pupils were full of regret and heartache, but he was entangled in one place, unable to release or dismiss.

"What about you? Are you feeling better?" Shui Yan saw that he was still wearing a cloak in summer, and the chill that just touched his fingertips was like ice. He must have also suffered serious injuries.

When falling off the cliff that night, he only used his flesh and blood to shield her from the disaster, how could it not hurt the lungs and five internal organs...

But he smiled as elegantly as an orchid, and said softly: "It's okay."

Shui Yanqing's eyes moved slightly, she stretched out her hand stubbornly, and wanted to grab Duanmu Yuhan's hand to test it out, but he dodged it when he saw the opportunity, and hid it in his sleeve behind him.

But he smiled lightly and said: "Yan Qing, you are weak, you should not sit for a long time, lie down first."

After that, his other hand was carefully wrapped in the cuff, and then he put her down in a supporting posture.

Shui Yanqing had no choice but to go back and forth, but still couldn't touch his hand.

Sure enough, he didn't intend to let you know, and it's not too late to be confused.

Shuiyan leaned down and lay down, but Duanmu Yuhan's hands slipped and trembled slightly, followed by his violent coughing!
"Miss Yan, are you alright? Do you want to see the imperial physician?" The guard guarding the gate looked over again and almost broke into the door worriedly.

"No! It's always cold at night, maybe I've caught the cold, thank you for your trouble." Shui Yanqing hastily covered it up, and when she turned her head to look at Duanmu Yuhan, she saw that his white brocade scarf was covered with It's dark coughing up blood.

"you!"

Shui Yanqing frowned, grabbed his wrist, and immediately felt as cold as iron!

And his skeleton is already as jagged as wood!

Her pupils gradually dilated, and she growled in horror: "Duanmu Yuhan, what's the matter? Tell me!"

Duanmu Yuhan's eyes were dodging and flickering, and he hurriedly covered the square scarf, thinking that this would cover up the blood stains, so he got up and was about to leave, and hurriedly said: "It's getting late, since you are fine, I will not worried."

"Duanmu Yuhan, if you take another step forward, I will stay on the bed to stop you. If you take a step, I will also take a step forward."

Shui Yanqing spoke resolutely, and wanted to lift off the quilt, but Duanmu Yuhan hurriedly pulled back to cover it up.

Duanmu Yuhan's brows were full of resentment and helplessness, he only heard a long sigh, and said slowly, "Yan Qing, why are you doing this?"

　I like to add a bookshelf~~What~~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)