The fire soaring into the sky burned her, and she was in so much pain that she couldn't see the person in front of her. Someone rushed into the fire scene and picked her up, regardless of the blazing fire on her body. Such a fierce hug and such a panic sound seemed to have extremely strong meaning. The biggest fear is generally the panic of losing a loved one...
Who will come to save her? Who cares about her so much? She can't see clearly what is in front of her. There is just a confused fire. Her consciousness is slowly disappearing. All she can hear is a man's heartbreaking cry and silent tears. Next, she was dreaming again. Who entered her dream and couldn't get rid of it again and again. Who cared about her in her previous life!
She is just a person who has used up her remaining value. Who will pity her, and who will care about her so much, calling her name so tenderly and panicfully, rushing in to save her regardless of the fire on her head, willing to win Yixinren , we are together forever. In the last life, she was so simple and willing to risk everything just for this.
However, in her previous life, no one around her was sincere to her except cheating. How humble her request was!
"Tong'er, Tong'er..." Someone called her in her ear, and the voice was so pitiful. Why didn't she wake up from this dream? Was it because she was too eager for someone to care about her and have someone to care for her
The tears flowed more and more hotly, and the feeling of heartache came to her heart, as if it was tearing her heart apart. She actually didn't ask for much, so she clenched her hands unconsciously.
Seeing the hopeless and fragile grief on the beautiful face of the girl in front of him, Feng Juoran couldn't help but put his arms around her head. While stroking the cold sweat on her forehead, he murmured distressedly: "Tong'er, Tong'er wake up. , Tong'er wakes up!"
This sound and movement finally made Mo Xuetong suddenly open his eyes, and looked at the extremely handsome face in front of him almost blankly. He didn't know where he was for a moment, and subconsciously clenched his fists with his hands and put them on his chest, like this A vigilant movement made Feng Juoran's eyes flash with a hint of coldness and distress.
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What kind of experience could make her, a girl without hair extensions, frightened like this!
Seeing the cold sweat on her head and the tears on her face, his heart hurt like never before! Is that injured, fragile, and even desperate girl really the always strong, smart, and even a little cunning Mo Xuetong!
No matter who hurt her, he would make him pay.
"Tong'er, what's the matter, are you having a nightmare?" He took out a snow-white handkerchief and gently wiped her tears. His lazy voice was as gentle as old wine, which was very soothing.
Mo Xuetong slowly regained her composure, blinked her long eyelashes, and her eyes regained their clarity. Suddenly, she pressed herself to the side and got up. She looked at her surroundings and asked urgently, "Where is this?"
This is not her boudoir!
There is a row of bookcases on the left by the window, and a large coffee table on the right. There is a couch in the middle, and now she is lying on the couch with Feng Jueran. Although the two of them are neatly dressed, her clothes are unknown. She was already dressed, but the two of them were so close to each other, right on the bed, how could she not panic.
Immediately, all the artistic conception in the dream disappeared, leaving only a hint of panic in his eyes.
It's not that she doubted Feng Jue Ran, it's just that Feng Jue Ran's condition looked extremely bad.
The broad purple robe looked a little loose on him, without a belt, and his thick black hair was casually hanging down. His flawless face, which was getting more and more undressed, was extremely handsome. Maybe he was on the bed, and his long hair was a bit... It's messy, with a few strands falling on the shoulders, a bit lazy and casual.
There was a lamp on inside, illuminating the small place brightly. Juechen's beautiful facial features were a little pale under the light, and there was a hint of tiredness in his eyes, although there was a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth. , the complexion between his brows looks bad, the incense in the window leisurely exudes his usual faint fragrance, not strong, but very fresh.
But Mo Xuetong still keenly caught a faint smell.
She looked suspiciously at Feng Juoran, who was holding her head lazily with one hand and holding a handkerchief to wipe away her tears. She looked him up and down again and then said, "What's wrong with you?"
Feng Juoran raised his eyebrows, put down the handkerchief in his hand, and said teasingly: "Whether Tong'er is asking the previous sentence or the latter sentence, I have to give you time to answer the question."
"The last sentence!" Mo Xuetong pushed away the hand that stretched out to play with her long hair. Her long hair was still the same as when she went to bed, scattered on her shoulders, making her even more fragile, but her eyes were a little clearer. .
"It's a long story..." Feng Jueran said leisurely with a smile.
Mo Xuetong rudely interrupted his pretentious procrastination and reached out to lift his robe: "Tell me the important point."
"Hey, Tong'er, although my father has approved of our marriage, there must be differences between men and women. It's not good for it to be like this now." Feng Juoran reached out and took Mo Xuetong's extended hand, and squeezed it reluctantly. A serious way.
"Are you saying it yourself or should I see it?" Mo Xuetong stared at him unmoved, with an uncertain scowl in his eyes. The smell of blood was so strong that he really thought that this sandalwood scent could cover it up.
Under her angry glare, Feng Juoran was defeated and could only make a bitter face and said with a flattering look on his face: "Tong'er, I'm injured."
"How is it hurt? Let me see." Mo Xuetong swatted his hand away and opened his robe insistently. His robe was not tied tightly, but only half-covered. After pulling it open, he found that there was something wrapped around his chest. There was a thick layer of cloth, and the clothes could not be tightened as usual. Blood seeped out from under such a thick cloth. Although the wound could not be seen, one knew that he was seriously injured.
Mo Xuetong's lips immediately turned pale, and her lips trembled twice. She was stunned, he was indeed injured! And the injury was not serious, the rumors outside were true!
No wonder he lit up the fragrance here.
"Tong'er, it hurts." There was a gentle smile in Feng Juoran's eyes, and she stretched out her hand to hold Mo Xuetong's hand. Her gleaming eyes showed a watery color, which was extremely touching.
Mo Xuetong angrily knocked away the hand he extended, pointed at his chest and said coldly: "What is this?"
She never thought the rumors outside were true.
Hearing the trace of reluctance in Mo Xuetong's tone, her beautiful eyes became brighter and brighter, flickering under the light, as if pure water was flowing, emitting little bits of light like diamonds.
"Tong'er, someone else hurt me, someone else stabbed me." Feng Juoran nodded aggrievedly, with a bitter look on his face.
"Then why don't you just lie down." Mo Xuetong pushed Feng Juoran away, who was lying on his side, sat up, made him lie down, and took off the high pillow behind his head. He said quite angrily: "Did you really feel pressured by drinking flower wine in the building?"
This injury looked like a stab wound, and he really had the nerve to say so to the outside world.
"With Tong'er, why would I go to drink wine? Someone has clearly wronged me. Tong'er, you saw it too. Does this injury seem to be caused by pressure? Now this person really has all kinds of things. In the future, Tong'er will listen You can't believe anything similar. Don't Tong'er believe in a character like me!" Feng Juoran's face was filled with indignation, as if he had been greatly wronged. The pitiful one he was talking about showed a few traces on his handsome face. A flattering look.
Mo Xuetong curled her lips and ignored him at all!
If he hadn't sent someone to spread these words, how could he have said all of them? Now he dared to say that he was aggrieved!
"Who sent someone to hurt you? Why didn't you tell me?" Mo Xuetong raised his head and asked with a frown. Since it was a stabbing, he couldn't hide it. Anyway, he was not the only one injured at this time, but he was the most seriously injured. , as long as Emperor Zongwen sees this wound, I believe he will understand that someone wants his life, so why bother to hide it for others.
As she spoke, she reached out to untie the cloth strips on his body. Blood had seeped out and it was time to change the bandage.
"It's not good for brothers to kill each other. I'm afraid that my father will be angry again, so of course I can't say it out loud." Feng Jueran raised her eyebrows and turned sideways in a very cooperative manner, so that her hands could easily untie the knot.
Mo Xuetong was a little annoyed. She stretched out her hand and pressed his injured area gently. As expected, he screamed in pain. Looking at his pale face and the way he was holding back, Mo Xuetong actually felt like she couldn't bear to do it. Her hands were slightly agitated. Tremble.
After a while, he took a deep breath, and when he exhaled, his face was calm again. His fingers flexibly opened the wound cloth, and gently spread it out layer by layer. When the wound cloth fell off, Mo Xuetong I was shocked to see the big wound from the upper left chest to the lower right abdomen, and my heart started to tremble.
Almost, almost not seeing him!
This realization made her face instantly turn pale, and her hands and feet became cold. She didn't dare to think about it. She just felt that at this moment, her heartbeat almost stopped beating. How could he, how could he...
Tears welled up in my eyes and I bit my lip tightly to suppress the inexplicable throbbing in my heart!
She couldn't explain the emotion clearly. It seemed like sadness or fear. She just felt a dull pain in her heart.
She is afraid! For the first time in her rebirth, she felt scared. A pair of warm hands stretched out from the side and held her firmly. As if she immediately grasped the support point, she held his with her backhand.
"It doesn't matter, I don't feel any pain." There was a smile in his deep voice.
But she was in pain, very hurt and scared. She bit her lip and couldn't say a word. She stared blankly at his deep wound, the coldness in her eyes disappeared, and she was a little at a loss.
Feng Juoran's narrow phoenix eyes contained a clear and gentle smile, and he assured her with an extremely charming smile: "Tong'er, don't worry, I didn't make him feel better at that time. Isn't he still lying on the bed and getting up?" If you don’t come, that hand will be half disabled, and from now on I can only pretend to write a few small words.”
Someone's hand was also injured and he was lying on the bed unable to get up.
Mo Xuetong's eyelashes flashed, and she suddenly understood. After two tears fell down, she became filled with endless anger. She pushed his hand away fiercely and stood up. She said coldly and angrily: "The wound scarf and medicine where?"
Feng Juoran didn't expect that Mo Xuetong would suddenly become angry. She felt anxious and couldn't keep the charming smile on her face: "Tong'er..."
"Where is it?" Mo Xuetong ignored him. After asking, she went to look through the suitcase on the side. Sure enough, when she opened it, she saw a roll of snow-white cotton cloth and some medicinal powder. She smelled it, and sure enough, it was He took some medicine for myogenic treatment and put it aside. He spread the medicine on the wound neatly with his hands and feet, and very carefully cut off a large section of white cotton.
Cold eyes signaled him to raise his body. Feng Juoran cooperated obediently, looking at her little face with a flattering look on her face. Mo Xuetong carefully laid him down, layer by layer, so she had to lie down every time. When she got closer to him, Feng Juoran's beautiful eyes were so happy that they had smile lines.
Tong'er was indeed worried about him. She was angry because he didn't care about her body!
This realization made him feel as if he had drunk honey, and it was so sweet to his heart! (To be continued)