"Much better. Thank you, Zixiao." A smile spread across Jiang Wushu's face, and her frost-covered lips seemed to gradually regain their color under the red fire beads. Her voice was weak, "Like... Without you, I... I really don't know what to do. Guess what.
Unexpectedly, the vice-dean was really willing to lend me the fire beads. "
Jiang Wushu's words made Lin Zixiao feel a little guilty.
Of course, Nie Zhao was unwilling to take out the fire beads. Nie Zhao had no good impression of Jiang Wushu and was always strict with his apprentices.
The apprentice stole the most precious fire bead for a woman. If Nie Zhao knew about it, wouldn't he be angry to death
This fire bead was stolen secretly by Lin Zixiao.
"My master is so talkative, how could he just watch you die?" Lin Zixiao tucked up the quilt on Jiang Wushu's body, suppressed the guilt in his heart, and said with a gentle face, "You are my The planned future wife. His future disciple-in-law, how could he ignore you?"
Jiang Wushu lowered his eyes to cover up the complicated expression in his eyes. He doesn't like Lin Zixiao, but he has value for her.
I have to admit it.
This man was indeed very kind to her.
Batu stayed behind like a servant, his rough face as tight as if carved from hard stone. Like a stone statue, silent.
"Thank you very much, Zixiao." Jiang Wushu grabbed his hand and said with a gentle voice.
"Why are you thanking me? You have a good rest and a speedy recovery is the best thank you to me." Lin Zixiao smiled and wrapped his hand around Jiang Wushu's hand holding the fire bead. It seemed that he could feel the heat under the fire bead from her hand. energy of.
Batu's eyes were fixed on the hands held by the two of them, and his hands were behind his back, tightly clenched.
Lin Zixiao felt uncomfortable being looked at, like a ray on his back.
He frowned and looked at Batu with cold eyes. He was very dissatisfied with Jiang Wushu, a personal servant, and complained, "Wushu, you don't have a maid by your side.
How can a guard be as convenient as a maid? It wouldn't be outrageous to let him come in like this every day. "
Batu clenched his fists tightly, his not-so-sharp nails dug into his palms, his teeth were clenched tightly, and the lines on his face became more resolute and cold.
"Batu, you go out first." Jiang Wushu said calmly.
"Yes, Your Highness." Batu bit the tip of his tongue secretly, and the blood stimulated his mind, which finally brought him back to his senses.
He tried not to look at Jiang Wushu and Lin Zixiao, turned around and left.
"Crack."
A hand like a cattail leaf fan was placed on the door, and then it was closed tightly, with a sound like a heavy weight.
Lin Zixiao finally showed a look of satisfaction on his face. That slave looked so annoying, especially the way he occasionally looked at Jiang Wushu, which made him feel as if his possessions were coveted.
Lin Zixiao stayed next to Jiang Wushu, looked at her tenderly, tucked the soft quilt on Jiang Wushu's body,
"No matter what, take a rest quickly.
I will always guard you here until the cold poison in your body is completely resolved. "
"Shu'er, you're acting up again. Hurry up and cover yourself with the quilt. The cold poison in your body hasn't dissipated yet. It's not good to catch a cold."
Suddenly—
A shrill cry came from the room.
Everything is calm.
Deathly silence.
Batu opened the door with an expression on his face.
"Batu, are you here?" Jiang Wushu glanced at him.
And beside her, how could there be any young and handsome man? Lin Zixiao's face was gray, his hair was withered, and he had lost his vitality.
"Yes, Your Highness." Batu glanced at the man lightly, then turned to look at Jiang Wushu.
This picture came into view, and there seemed to be a string trembling in his mind.
Even the eyes that looked at Jiang Wushu were tainted with a somewhat complicated and dark color.
(End of chapter)