: Yushan collapse (3)

"He made it!" Yun Qianyue thought about Xiaoqi's failure to make a loss.
"Yeah, so your tears are precious! Don't cry casually." Rong Jing reached out into his arms, took out the Juanpa, and wiped her tears. His movement of raising his hand was extremely slow, obviously there was not much effort.
Yun Qingyue saw it, pulled the Juanpa in his hand, rubbed it twice on his face, and said to him: "You lie down quickly. Don't know how many injuries you have? Are you still tossing like this? Do I have to be willing to cry to death?"
Rong Jing lay down properly and nodded: "It can't be tossed anymore, otherwise the strength to wipe your tears is gone."
"Just know it!" Yun Qianyue snorted, seeing that there was dry blood on his chest, throwing Juanpa, reaching out to undress him, and seeing the blood stains pierced his eyes, red and swollen orbits: "Spit With so much blood, how much good food do you have to eat to make it back? Do you think there is too much money in Rongwang Mansion and nowhere to spend?"
Rong Jing glanced at the blood stains on his body, and he didn't care, "You can't leave me alone, this blood will not flow in vain, and it's worth how much money it takes to make it up."
Yun Qianyue heard the words and said angrily, "No more talking! I don't want to hear you talk again."
"Okay, then I won't say that!" Rong Jing closed his eyes and felt very good.
Yun Qingyue raised his eyes to see him, and saw him jade Yanyingrun, almost white, and two deep shadows under his eyes, obviously tired. Only then did he wake up in a coma for a moment, and how much anxiety and a certain feeling in his heart should prompt him to wake up as soon as possible? She was so painful that she could hardly breathe. Looking away, the action of unbuttoning clothes became much lighter and said to him: "You sleep for a moment, Rong Feng prescribed a prescription, Linglian and Yixue went to the decoction, and I will call you when the medicine comes."
"Hmm!" Rong Jing responded seemingly.
Yun Qianyue pulled Rong Jing's robe off, pulled the quilt over him, wiped his face and hands with Juanpa wet, and sat in bed blinking Look at him without blinking. This man, no, did not reach the crown, or should be a teenager, his joy or anger is due to her alone, there is such a person in the world, with full of love for her, where is she afraid Can't bear too much love? It should be happiness.
"Miss, the medicine is here!" Ling Lian walked in with the medicine.
"Give me!" Yun Qianyue turned around, reached for the medicine bowl, and gently stirred with a spoon. After the medicine turned warm, she yelled Rongjing softly, "Rongjing, drink the medicine!"
Rongjing's long eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes looked at Yun Qiangyue as if he had opened his eyes. "You feed me!"
"Okay, I'll feed you!" Yun Qingyue nodded, scooped a spoonful of soup with a spoon and put it on Rongjing's mouth.
Rong Jing ducked his head away and raised his finger to Yun Qiangyue's lips.
Yun Qingyue's face suddenly turned red, and she glanced backwards, seeing that Linglian and Yixue had retreated, and only two of them were left in the room. She gave Rongjing a glance, lowering her voice and saying, "Sickness is not regular. !"
"Who said you must be disciplined when you are sick?" Rong Jing turned back to look at her.
Yun Qingyue blushed embarrassedly, "This medicine is very bitter!"
"I know!" Rong Jing's eyes stared at Yun Qiangyue's lips. "You feed me, I won't suffer anymore."
"But I'm bitter!" Yun Qianyue said bitterly. Since the last time she saved the queen, she has been drinking bitter medicine soup for more than ten consecutive days. Now when I see this soup, I feel sick.
"You feed me, you won't feel bitter!" Rong Jing didn't seem to see Yun Qianyue's bitter face.
"Okay!" Yun Qiangyue's face looked as if he was dead, scooping the medicine in his mouth with a spoon, and red-faced his head to kiss Rongjing's lips, even when the two were closest to each other. A quilt, kissed countless times, but never fed medicine like this, before approaching his lips, his heart thumped. Jump twice quickly.
Rong Jing's mouth twirled with a smile, waiting for Yun Qianyue to approach, seeing her red eyes crying, at this time with a red face, slightly bulging pink lips, unspeakable love, In a different style, his mind fluttered, and he seemed to feel that she was moving too slowly. He reached out and hooked her into his arms, and kissed her lips.
The bitter pill is really not bitter at this time! The two hearts of Acacia have been shaking for a long time.
It took two tea time for a bowl of medicinal soup to finish drinking. Yun Qiangyue's face was already like cooked shrimp. Rong Jingbai's somewhat transparent face was also stained with a faint red haze. Yun Qianyue put down the empty bowl and dared not look at Rongjing. He said to him, "Go to bed!"
"Sure enough, it's not bitter!" Rong Jing's voice was dumb, and he smiled at Yun Qiangyue.
"I said sleep!" Yun Qianyue turned back and glared at him, which was more like a lascivious look.
"Good!" Rong Jing closed his eyes and stopped talking, but he took Yun Qiangyue's hand.
Yun Qianyue was sitting by the bed, his hands were held in Rong Jing's hands, his hands were no longer so cool and warmed. Let her heart warm down. Occasionally wind blew outside the window, the curtain gently fluttered, the bead curtain was finely cracked, the sweet-scented osmanthus was fragrant, the Qingyue Pavilion was quiet, and the sound of insects could be heard. The world is quiet, only her and him lying on the bed, her heart suddenly quiet.
After sitting for a long time, he recovered and looked back at Rongjing. His even breathing came out and he was asleep.
She raised her hand, gently brushed Rong Jing's eyebrows, and slipped her fingertips, in order not to wake him up, light and traceless. She used to think that if you love someone, you should put it in your heart. You can secretly love and like it. When you think of him, you can be sweet and sweet and extremely happy. Now she suddenly feels that love is incomplete, with a hazy feeling. She likes this kind of love, which can be broken, shaken, or streamed, delicate and silent.
"Rong Jing, you really caught me..." Yun Qianyue murmured. Either way, he was angry, angry, still angry with her, raised his eyebrows, or smiled lightly, and she felt good to her, gentle or cold, or stinging coldly.
"Miss, the second prince is here and wants to see you." Ling Lian quietly leaned into her head and glanced inside, her voice very soft.
"Don't see." Yun Qianyue was very simple.
"He said just two words with you and leave!" Ling Lian said again.
Yun Qingyue pressed her lips, hesitated, and withdrew his hand from Rongjing. His hand clenched a bit, and she whispered: "I'll go out and see! Qin Yuning was devastated by the old emperor today using comfrey to no children Neither Ye Qingran nor Rong Feng had worn them through. Ye Tianqing came to me, probably for this matter."
Rong Jing slowly released his hand.
Yun Qianyue got up and walked out to the door. Ling Lian immediately said: "The second prince is waiting outside the Qingyue Pavilion."
Yun Qingyue nodded and walked out of the door of Qianyue Pavilion. Qianyue Pavilion was waiting there. She glanced at Ye Tian. He looked faint. His robe was still stained with blood, his coat was disheveled, and his face was bleak. She sighed secretly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"Sister Yue, I only ask you a word, do you answer me well?" Ye Tianqing saw Yun Qianyue coming out, staring at his eyes, his voice was very dumb, "Don't lie to me. I beg you."
"You ask!" Yun Qiangyue already guessed what he was going to ask.
"How did Qin Yuning's children disappear? Don't say you don't know, you can't find out why. I know you must know." Ye Tianqing said.
"There is a handkerchief in the arms of the uncle, which will become lilac when swaying in the sun. Later that piece of Juanpa was used to wipe dishes for Miss Qin." Yun Qianyue looked at Ye Tianqing, "believe me You can understand that."
At night, his face turned gray, and the hands in his sleeves stretched out blue muscles, "It really is him!"
"Not to lose my life, but the small amount is enough to kill the fetus!" Yun Qingyue's voice was faint, "Is there anything else? If not, you shouldn't come to me at this time, you should go with Qin Miss."
Shaking his head at night, his clenched fist was loosened and he glanced at Yun Qianyue, "Thank you, Sister Yue, for telling me!"
Yun Qianyue did not answer.
Ye Tian tilted and left the door of Qianyue Pavilion, staggering. In his early twenties, it took only a few months to wake up when Yun Qianyue started Phoenix's Amnesia. What kind of noble abundance was His Royal Highness? It is so miserable today, and it is really different from that time.
Yun Qianyue withdrew her eyes, turned back to the inner courtyard, just walked two steps, and suddenly looked at the Bihu water pavilion not far away. I saw two figures at the Qionghua Guishu interval on the other end of the Bihu seemingly looming, she stopped. I watched the steps carefully for a moment. Although my eyesight was a bit weak after crying, I still saw the gap between the trees. The two were Rong Feng and Ye Qingran. She leaned and asked Ling Lian, "That is Rong Feng and Ye. Light dye?"
"Miss Hui, it's Feng Shizi and Ye Xiaoye!" Ling Lian nodded.
"What are they doing?" Yun Qingyue felt a little sour in her eyes, and asked not.
"In the game!" Ling Lian said.
"When did Ye Qingran come?" Yun Qiangyue asked again.
"Feng Shizi just came out when he finished the recipe, and Feng Shizi stopped him. He didn't let Ye Xiaoye enter the house and took him to the waterside game across the Bihu Lake." Ling Lian said.
Yun Qingyue nodded, did not pass, and turned back to the inner courtyard. As soon as I reached the door of the room, I heard a soft call behind me, and I fell down, and a person fell. She walked slowly and turned her head slowly.
How long has it been since I saw Ye Tianyi!
Yun Qingyue seemed to have been around for a long time, and it seemed that he never missed him again. Seeing this face again now, I suddenly felt a little strange. Even the eyebrows that once seemed to be somewhat similar to Xiaoqi no longer exist, and they are all strange from the inside and the outside.
Ye Tianyi floated down, seeing Yun Qianyue's red eyes swollen with tears and the traces of tears on her face.
Yun Qianyue shook her mind, and she seemed to want to search for a memory segment about this person and her so many years of entanglement. Unfortunately, after a moment, she couldn't remember anything, so she dismissed her thoughts and looked at her stunned night. Tian Yi said lightly: "The Seventh Prince came back for Mid-Autumn Festival?"