A white figure appeared in front of his eyes, a pair of powerful arms embraced him, pushed him back, and tightly protected him in his arms. After a heavy bang, the figure hugging him finally became so soft that he couldn't hold it. in front of him.
There are only two colors left in Ji Xiaoyao's world, the eye-catching white and the dazzling red collide together, and the man is in a trance.
The Gu man blew himself up, and the person in front of him saved him.
There were noisy voices all around, and Ji Xiaoyao's head had never felt so painful.
He stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to hug the person on the ground, but found that he couldn't do it. The ground behind the person was covered in blood, and there were red blood stains all around.
Ji Xiaoyao has never hated red so much for a moment.
"Ah—" A low roar came from the man's mouth.
Qin Sheng was also shocked when the two arrived.
Ji Xiaoyao turned his head mechanically, and said mechanically, "Save him, save him..."
"Come on, come on!" Qin Xiang almost roared angrily.
The person on the ground is none other than the eldest brother of the princess—Xu Zhimo.
It's just that the person who looked like a banished fairy fell into a pool of blood at this time, his face was pale, no one dared to touch him casually, and no one knew what happened to the wound on his back.
It was the first time Ji Xiaoyao felt so helpless after living for more than 20 years. With his hands on Xu Zhimo's side, his fingertips were trembling.
When the medical officer of the General's Mansion came, he saw this scene. He carried the person into the house and cleared out everyone in the house, including Ji Xiaoyao who was disguised as Mo Jinyao.
Ji Xiaoyao just stood outside like a piece of wood, his eyes fixed on the direction of the door.
Pots of water mixed with blood were brought out, as if after a century, the medical officer of the General's Mansion finally walked out of the room.
Regardless of his current status, Ji Xiaoyao came to the medical officer like a gust of wind, grabbed the medical officer's shoulders, his eyes were bloodshot.
The medical officer trembled in fright, and couldn't speak clearly.
"My lord..."
"How is he? Is he alive?" The voice of the person in front of him was hoarse, like a trapped animal.
"Alive, alive..."
Before the doctor could finish his sentence, the people in front of him rushed into the room like a gust of wind, leaving only a group of people with different expressions outside.
The two brothers and sisters of the Qin family knew that this person was Ji Xiaoyao, but they couldn't help being surprised. Now that they were tense, they thought of many things. Why did Mr. Xu appear here, why did they risk their lives to save Mr. Ji, and how did they know each other? of.
But what the hidden guards and soldiers in the courtyard saw was another scene. Mr. Xu risked his life to save the prince. The prince was worried about Mr. Xu. They couldn't figure out why. Well, Mr. Xu sacrificed his life to save his sister's husband for his sister's happiness.
Well, it must be like this, otherwise how can I explain it
When Ji Xiaoyao entered the room, he saw a pale and unconscious person lying on the bed.
At that moment, for some unknown reason, his heart suddenly throbbed, and he suddenly couldn't muster up the courage to move forward.
This person, he obviously played tricks on him, why would he risk his life to save him at the most dangerous time? Shouldn't he enjoy flowers and tea in the mansion in the capital? How could he appear here.
At first he thought that this person was a god, spotless, and later, this person became Mr. Xu, and he was so angry that he wished he hadn't seen him. Now, this person has become the benefactor who sacrificed his life to save him, and he has mixed feelings in his heart. List.
After watching for a long time, Ji Xiaoyao finally mustered up the courage to come to his bedside.
Xu Zhimo's back was covered with bandages, and the blood had been cleaned up. He was still unconscious, but he seemed to still feel the pain, and his pretty eyebrows were deeply frowned.
The more Ji Xiaoyao looked at it, the angrier he became, and the more he looked at it, the more dull pain in his heart for no reason. A hostility gathered between his eyebrows. He wanted to kill, and killed everyone who hurt him.
When Xu Zhimo woke up in a daze, the pain in his body made him struggle a bit, and then he was wrapped around his body and couldn't move.
The man was very close to him, close enough to feel the man's breath, "Don't move, the wound should be opened."
There was a familiar yet unfamiliar woody aroma in his breath, and Xu Zhimo's mouth was parched.
"water… "
When the people around heard this, they hurried to the table to pour a glass of water, and tested the temperature of the water, it was just right.
Xu Zhimo thought about it, but Ji Xiaoyao couldn't gently push him back into the distance.
The sound of the spoon hitting the wall of the cup sounded, and the next second, the warm spoon touched his lips. Xu Zhimo opened his mouth, warm water poured into his throat, and he became a little more awake.
Xu Zhimo opened his eyes, then squinted them slightly, adapting to the sunlight coming in from the window, only then did he realize that the person in front of him was Ji Xiaoyao.
At this time, he was not wearing a human skin mask, but his original appearance.
Ji Xiaoyao carefully poured another spoonful of water and fed it to him. Xu Zhimo moved his body slightly, but a burning pain came from behind him, and his eyes suddenly went dark.
"I told you not to move." Ji Xiaoyao said in a half-reproachful and worried voice, "You have been in a coma for three days, and the wound on your back is very serious, so you are passive."
Xu Zhimo, "..."
He was awake and felt the pain clearly, but he felt a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he came to Beidi, and fortunately he knew that this person was him. Fortunately, he came today. Fortunately, he caught up. Fortunately, this child, Not hurt.
Xu Zhimo smiled, and Ji Xiaoyao saw it too.
This shallow smile touched some nerve of Young Master Ji, and Young Master Ji suddenly became irritable.
"You're still laughing! Do you know that you almost died? I know martial arts. Even if I get hit like that, I won't die, but you won't, you won't! dead!"
The more Mr. Ji spoke, the more he couldn't control himself, and his voice suddenly became louder.
Xu Zhimo had lived for more than twenty years, and whoever saw him didn't treat him with courtesy. This was the first time in his life that he was yelled at by someone.
After Ji Xiaoyao yelled, he also felt that he was wrong, let alone who the person in front of him was, just because the person in front of him saved him and was still lying on the bed unable to move, he was not qualified to yell at others.
"Feel sorry… "
Xu Zhimo opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, or he didn't know what to say for a while.
It's even worse for Mr. Ji, who usually looks like a broken-mouthed person, but now he can't say a word.
The two were embarrassed for a long time.
Ji Xiaoyao finally asked another question that he couldn't answer.