Chapter 329: Waiting

The gaze that fell on the night of the cold, is guilty.
But I don't know, how embarrassing, falling in the eyes of men, how beautiful and moving.
I saw the little family in front of me, my eyebrows were close, and the beautiful eyes were full of flaws.
Under the light of the light, the crystal clear tears in his shackles are constantly flashing, making him look like a rainy pear, and endless pity...
Seeing this, the night of the cold ink can not help but gently glance.
However, he also knows that this little family is immersed in his own guilt, no matter how others persuade, it is useless.
Thinking of this, the night ink is no longer talking, just a sigh.
It was a night of Yu Moyu. After hearing the words of Su Jiujiu, I saw the appearance of Su Shijiu’s face guilty, like crying.
Seeing this, the night of the ink can not help but feel a sense of distress.
When the red lips started, I couldn’t help but say.
"Small wine, don't blame yourself, the fourth brother said that it is not your business! Besides, those black people who stabbed the fourth brother, each one is a martial artist, not to mention you, if you change It’s me, I can’t help you.

The night of the Moyu opening is to see the appearance of the sin of the wine.
Somehow, looking at this little family Ding frowning, looking at the appearance of self-blame, he would not be reluctant.
For the mind of Night Moyu, Su wine does not know.
At this moment, she just smoked her nose gently, and then her red lips screamed and stopped talking.
Just silently wiped the blood on the shoulders for the night, then helped Chen Yuyi to apply the medicine together, and then wrapped the wound for the night.
After these things are finished, the sky is already dark.
Everyone has been busy for a while and is exhausted.
Night Moyu worried about the cold night, so that people could clean up the nearby Qingshui Pavilion and plan to spend the night here.
Su wine is also exhausted, but she does not dare to leave.
I plan to stay at the night of the night.
Because the night ink cold suffered such a serious injury, Chen Yu doctor said that tonight, the cold may have a fever, there must be someone to serve.
Su wine and wine heard the words, they immediately asked themselves to stay.
At first, the night cold was rejected.
However, Su wine has never been firm.
In the end, the night ink looked at the soda wine with a strong and firm look, and my heart could not help.
I know that this little family has been reluctant in the past, but it is also reluctant, as it is now.
Looking at this little family Ding's face is firm and stubborn, the night ink is just a sigh of breath, allowed.
However, the blood of the Su wine is also slimy, so the Su wine first returned to his small yard, soaked in a hot bath and drank a cup of hot tea.
After being neatly dressed, I went back to the bedroom.
At this moment, the night is deep.
The entire four king palaces have restored calm.
However, because of the assassination of the cold night tonight, the guards in the Four Kings House are more and more strict than in the past.
Looking around, in the four kings' palace, five steps and one person, ten steps and one post, constantly exchanged.
There are still a lot of guards patrolling around, and the entire four kings are guarded by strictness.
When Su wine came to the bedroom, Zong Shu was waiting quietly.
Although Zong Shu’s heart is cold in the night, however, it is already old.
At this moment, the night is deep, and Zong Shu is standing aside, and is constantly snoring.
Su wine and wine see this, can not help but slowly walked over, gently pushed the half-awake of the uncle, the red lips slightly open, whispered.
"The general manager, the night is deep, it is better to go back first, the slaves are here to guard the prince."
When I heard the sake and wine, Zong Shu is obviously not at ease.
Su wine and wine see this, once again convinced.
"The general manager, the things of the Wangfu, the thousands of things, the prince was injured again, after the Wangfu big and small things, you have to deal with it! If you do not raise the spirit first, how to deal with the size of the palace !! The slaves and the general manager ensured that the minions must stay in the side of Wang Ye tonight, and then, Chen Yu doctor is waiting outside!"
Sue wine opened, whispered.
Zong Shu heard the words, first gently paused, and then he gently opened his lips and said quietly.
"That's okay! You are going to work hard tonight, and staying close to the prince, you can't let the prince have any bad pool."
"Yes, the slaves know."
When I heard the words of Zong Shu, Su wine was immediately said.
Wen Yan, Zong Shu was relieved to leave.
For a time, in the bedroom of this big man, only the wine of Su wine and the night of sleeping in the morning were cold.
Winter night is cold.
The cold wind whistling outside, and the branches outside were swaying, and a lot of yellow leaves were spilled.
Inside the bedroom, there is a charcoal stove.
At this moment, the charcoal fire inside the charcoal stove is burning and the room is warm.
Su wine was quietly standing by the bed, bowing his head and gazing gently, staring at the sleeping man in bed.
The man is asleep at the moment and his breathing is gentle.
The light in the bedroom was dimly lit, and it was softly sprinkled on the man, and the man’s well-defined face was even more outlined.
Looking at the man's sleeping face, although a little pale, it is softer.
Seeing this, the heart of Su wine is not a glimpse.
Although, the man has been safe and sound at the moment, however, every time I think of the thrilling scene, the black man's big knife, the scene of the end of the man's shoulder, even from time to time into the brain of the soda wine.
Every time I think of it, the heart of Su wine will be a glimpse.
It seems as if the arrow is so painful!
On the face, it seems that there is still warm blood sprayed by the man, making the scalp numb and shocking...
Fortunately, the night is cold, but she doesn't know how to be good...
Just as I thought about it in the heart of Su wine, I saw that the man who was sleeping slowly seemed to have a nightmare. The good-looking sword eyebrows could not help but wrinkle slowly.
Looking at the man's brows, and the unsettled face, Su wine was shocked.
I think again, Chen Yuji once said that the night may have a fever at night.
Thinking of this, Su wine immediately reached out and gently placed on the full forehead of the night.
I only feel the warmth of my hands, but I don't have excessive heat.
Compared with his forehead, he did not find any signs of a man's fever.
I feel that here, the wine wine only feels the high heart, and it is impossible to fall.
After a light sigh of relief, Sue Liquor would like to take back his little hand.
However, goodbye to the man's raised brow, my heart could not help.