The tyrant only favors the alluring concubine

Chapter 127 Overnight

The man was silent for a while, picked up the chopsticks and continued to feed her noodles until she finished eating a bowl of noodles, then took a spoon, fed her a few mouthfuls of soup, and took out a handkerchief to help her wipe off the soup on the corners of her lips.

The man went out to wash the dishes, and Bai Liruo stayed there quietly. The yellowish oil lamp cast a slender shadow of her slender figure on the wall. She hugged her knees with her hands and rested her chin on them, quietly enjoying the In this warm quiet time.

The door was pushed open again, she smiled and asked, "Qianmo, is that you?"

The visitor didn't speak, but the shining white blade reflected a dazzling shadow on her cheek, Bai Liruo felt a little cold, and the visitor didn't close the door, she said vigilantly, "You are not Qianmo!"

Qianmo would never enter without closing the door. He knew she was always afraid of the cold, and even found a lot of thatch to block the leaks in the door. How could she enter the house without closing the door?
The visitor still didn't speak, Bai Liruo felt a cold wind sweeping across her fair neck, and she didn't have time to call for help, then there was a strong wind, she stretched out her hand to cover her neck, and warm liquid flowed out. There was the sound of fighting in my ears.

The man seemed to have weak internal energy and his moves were slow. Even so, the man in black couldn't shake him at all. Bai Liruo fumbled forward in horror, and said in a frightened voice, "Qianmo, is that you? Be careful, they are the killer palace!" people..."

The man narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, his wide sleeves were windy, and the man in black saw that he couldn't hurt Bai Liruo, so he flew back. Li Ruo calmed down and panted, "Are you okay?"

Before she finished speaking, several men in black jumped out instantly. The man pulled her, turned slightly sideways, and looked at the men in black rushing in all directions. A cold long sword was about to pierce Bai Liruo's body.

He couldn't withdraw his palm for a while, and turned to block in front of Bai Liruo. Warm blood splashed on Bai Liruo's cheeks. She frowned and reached out to touch the man's face, her voice trembling, "They , not someone from Lore Palace—"

The man didn't speak, but just stared at Bai Liruo in a daze. There were drops of blood on her eyelashes, and the blood on her cheeks bloomed like poppies. Rolling down on the cheeks, trembling, "You, you are not Qianmo..."

The man opened his mouth slowly, as if he had crossed thousands of rivers and mountains in an instant. He held Bai Liruo's hand, tears flickered in his phoenix eyes, and a single word was repeated thousands of times between his lips. "Ruo'er..."

Bai Liruo was trembling all over, the fight was still going on, but she couldn't see who was fighting with whom, her hands kept flowing on the man's face, and in the confusion of tears, she called out his name, "Chen... "

Feng Mochen covered the sword wound on his chest with one hand, and held Bai Liruo's catkin with the other, allowing her to stroke his cheeks. The people in black around him had all been settled, and a thin little girl was holding a big knife, the tip of which was still in the dripping blood.

Aya dragged the dead bodies out of the room, trying her best not to make any noise. She knew that the blind woman inside was the woman Feng Mochen had been looking for for half a year. She saw it with her own eyes and was extraordinary. How Feng Mochen was desperate for that woman.His injuries are good, and his internal strength has not recovered, so he came to search desperately. She has been following him secretly to protect him. She is no longer the little beggar half a year ago. She has a name and the ability to protect the person she wants to protect.

Aya stood at the door with a big knife on her chest, looking straight ahead, there seemed to be low weeping and whispering in the room, she looked around, looked at the team holding bright yellow banners in the distance, and suddenly understood, her Master, what is your name, and what is your identity.

In the thatched hut, Bai Liruo burst into tears, she never knew that she, who was blind, could shed so many tears, her hands moved on Feng Mochen's thin cheeks, her voice trembled, she couldn't cry, "Chen, why Could it be you? I don't want you to see me like this, why are you here?"

"Ruo'er, I'm sorry, I know you haven't forgiven me yet, but I'm still here, you let me take care of you, love you, and redeem myself for my whole life, okay?" Feng Mochen held the sword on his chest He was injured, and blood continued to flow from his fingers, his face was pale, and he looked at Bai Liruo with burning eyes.

Bai Liruo shook her head, and reached out to cover his hand covering his chest. Where her fingertips touched, it was warm and sticky. She groped and stood up, "You are injured, here is the medicine..."

Seeing her flustered look, Feng Mochen knocked over a lot of things while groping, he stretched out his hand to hold her, "Ruo'er, don't worry, there is an imperial doctor stationed not far away, they will come over later."

Bai Liruo's cheeks were covered with blood and tears, and she stood there awkwardly. She groped to go out, and found someone guarding the door, and said cautiously, "Can you please let the imperial doctor come over quickly, Chen is seriously injured. Heavy."

Aya held the knife and glanced at Bai Liruo, then she turned her eyes to Feng Mochen who was behind her, Feng Mochen nodded, Aya left, Feng Mochen pulled Bai Liruo, said lightly, " Ruo'er, by the way, let the imperial doctor take a look at your eyes, and tell me what's wrong with your eyes."

Bai Liruo's complexion suddenly darkened, Feng Mochen closed the wooden door, she clutched Feng Mochen's wound, and said lightly, "There is no way to improve my eyes, Qianmo has searched all over the snow-capped mountains, and there is no way to fix them again." Find the ice lotus."

Feng Mochen opened Bai Liruo's eyelids and examined carefully. Her formerly clear pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the dark eyes could no longer reflect a shadow. Looking at her thin and small face, her heart burst into tears. Sharp pain, she must have suffered a lot.

"Ruo'er, come back to the palace with me, okay, there are the best medicines and snow lotus in Chu country." Feng Mochen held her hands and opened his mouth to test, his long and narrow eyes locked her face for a moment, For fear of missing a trace of the look on her face.

Bai Liruo's complexion became even darker, she lowered her head slightly, the black hair on her cheeks covered the expression on her small face, she didn't speak, just bowed her head in silence.

Feng Mochen looked at her with a complicated expression. He held her hand, exerted a little force, and passed the strength on his hand to her. From his perspective, he could only see the tip of her small nose and beautifully curved forehead. He said slightly disappointed, "It's okay, if you don't want to go back to the palace, I'll accompany you here, it's the same."

Bai Liruo raised his head and said apologetically, "Chen, I'm sorry, I've already got out of that intriguing circle, I don't want to go back to the original point."

Someone knocked on the door outside, Feng Mochen opened the door, the imperial doctor came over with a medicine box on his back, Bai Liruo stood beside Feng Mochen nervously, Feng Mochen sat on the kang, the imperial doctor looked shocked With a pale expression, Feng Mochen turned pale slightly, glanced at Bai Liruo, and shook his head slowly.

The imperial doctor remained silent, opened the medicine box and began to treat the wound, which had already started to turn black.In general poisoned wounds, because of the toxicity, the wound will stop bleeding. The deeper the poisoning, the less bleeding, and the toxicity will be accumulated in the body along with the blood.

As for Feng Mochen, he was still bleeding continuously after being poisoned, which meant that either his poison was extremely mild, or the poison he was poisoned was extremely fatal, but judging by the purple-black skin on his wound, it was not in a mild state at all.

"Chen's injury, are you okay?" Bai Liruo held Feng Mochen's hand with one hand, intertwined his five fingers, while looking at the imperial doctor with blind eyes, his cheeks were sympathetic, trying to hear what the imperial doctor said clearly.

The imperial doctor hesitated for a moment, Feng Mochen looked at him warningly, he couldn't tell the truth, he could only say against his will, "The emperor's injury is nothing serious, it's just a flesh injury."

Bai Liruo breathed a sigh of relief, Feng Mochen held her hand, and smiled lightly, "His sword is a dagger, it won't hurt me much, you don't have to worry too much."

Bai Liruo frowned, reached out to touch his wound, and measured the size of the wound himself, Feng Mochen took her hand to his chest, "Touch it, it's really not serious, I can't even feel it now It hurts, and the bleeding has stopped."

Bai Liruo touched his wound, which was just over an inch long. It was covered with medicinal powder, and the wound stopped bleeding. She nodded and said with confidence, "It's cold here, which may not be conducive to the healing of the wound. Wait until you recover a little bit." One point, you should go back to the palace..."

The imperial doctor looked up at Bai Liruo, she was indeed worthy of being the girl the emperor fell in love with, she had a delicate heart, all the officials outside had been staying in the village for several days, the purpose was to ask the emperor to return to court, but no one Dare to come to comfort.

For Bai Liruo's sake, the emperor broke all his tendons and veins. This is a fact that everyone knows. If he stepped forward to persuade him rashly, it might only be counterproductive. It is most suitable for Bai Liruo to say these words himself.

"Going back to the palace?" Feng Mochen said lightly, as if curling his lips into a smile, his calloused thumb kept stroking the back of Bai Liruo's hand, her smooth and warm skin, under his fingers, was like a piece of fine silk, Let him put it down, paused, he said softly, "I don't want to go back to that cold palace now, I will recuperate here with you, and when the wound heals, I will make another plan!"

"Chen, you can't be so irresponsible. The safety of the world depends on you alone. You are no longer safe here..." Bai Liruo withdrew his hand, frowned and said lightly.

"Li Ruo, isn't it too late to talk about this now?" Feng Mochen held Bai Liruo's hand again, with endless smiles in his eyes.

Bai Liruo didn't take back his hand this time, but just let him hold it, and said worriedly, "I'm already a witch who will bring disaster to the country and the people, do you want me to bear more crimes?"

"No, the witch in the heart of the world has been cut in half. The one who is with me now is Concubine Mu, who has experienced life and death. Li Ruo, don't use any excuses to push me away!" Feng Mochen pulled Looking at her with her hand, the imperial doctor next to her treated the wound, but it was not good to leave it behind, so she left some medicine to detoxify, took the veil stained with poisonous blood, and bowed away.

At night, the small thatched huts at the foot of the snow-capped mountains, the north wind mixed with snowflakes rolled the thatched roofs, the well-regulated small huts stood proudly in the wind and snow, the transparent window paper against the dim yellow candlelight and white snow light, illusory as if A still river of Wangchuan.

The river of Wangchuan lies in forgetting feelings, Bai Liruo twirled her fingertips slightly, and drew circles and circles on Feng Mochen's cheeks, she frowned, and said softly, "Why didn't you take care of yourself, and became so thin... ..."

"You are not here, how can I take care of myself, I miss you every day, and it is not easy to come to see you alive!" Feng Mochen leaned on the bed, Bai Liruo leaned on one of his legs , looking up, reaching out to touch his cheek, she couldn't see him, she could only feel his handsome and cold facial features over and over again.

(End of this chapter)