"These begonias are called Qikai and Qide, but as Miss Qi said, they are crabapples that were cursed." Lan Yan said immediately.

"What time is it now?" Feng Yun looked at the crabapple and felt cold in his heart. It turned out that this was the seven-fold and seven-degree soul-breaking. It was rumored that this kind of crabapple is the secret of the direct lineage of the Yun clan. People have three souls and six spirits. When these crabapple are still seeds, they are planted together with the soul, absorbing the cold air of the heaven and earth, and locking the soul of the human soul.

The flowers bloom seven degrees, and the seeds died. Although I was unwilling to admit it, I knew that Lan Xiaoqing had been given this kind of curse. Yunbanyue only treated two people in the capital. One was Lan Xiaoqing and the other was her. There were countless people with outstanding medical skills in the world. But she and Lan Xiaoqing must be Yunbanyue. This is the crux of the problem. Because they were both poisoned curse.

The curse on her body was planted by the woman Feng Qingyan's mother. So what about Lan Xiaoqing? In addition to the cold poison, it turns out that there is a curse in his body? Who put his curse?

"It's the seventh degree now!" Lan Yan's voice was a little hoarse and he said softly.

It was the seventh degree... Feng Yunqing's heart tightened. His hands were clenched unconsciously. His hands, which were no longer bleeding, instantly dyed red. A drop of blood dripped down and instantly sank into the soil.

"Miss Seven..." Lan Yan exclaimed, and it was impossible to catch Fengyun's dripping blood. The face that enveloped the black fog instantly turned pale.

"It's okay! Just a drop of blood. If they like it, I still have a lot." Feng Yunqing looked at the drop of blood melting into it, and the crabapple flowers seemed to bloom even more beautifully in an instant. A strange color flashed through their water-like eyes, and they flashed quickly.

Lan Yan stopped talking and took a lighter step away from Fengyun.

Fengyun took out a piece of white silk cloth again, wrapped his hands, turned his head, and looked at the closed curtain: "I want to go in and see him!"

"Please, Miss Seven! The prince is not awake yet!" Lan Yan said a word, his figure flashed and hid in the dark.

Fengyun walked towards the door lightly, climbed the jade steps, stretched out his hand and pushed open the door. The room was filled with a strong fragrance of medicine, and the light was dim. He saw the figure lying inside the curtain at a glance, and suddenly he couldn't lift his footsteps.

He just stared at Lianman in a daze. After a while, he closed the door and walked quietly towards the bed. He reached out and opened the curtain. His already pale little face turned pale again. In just one day, Lan Xiaoqing became so thin.

People are like mustard grass, and their lives are like withered flowers.

The hand that was lifting Lianman trembled involuntarily, and his whole body trembled. Fengyun looked at Lan Xiaoqing. His poetic and picturesque face was so faint that there was no trace of color, and his lips were not bloody. His whole body was like a face that was rendered open, dim and dull. He lay here silently, unable to even feel the sound of breathing.

My heart was tightened in an instant, and all the defense lines that were erected when they came collapsed again. She had already left after just one look and she could not move.

Although there was no freezing in the house, the stove was still rising, and the fire was burning vigorously. But I still couldn't feel any warmth, and the air was cool.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, Fengyun gently touched Lan Xiaoqing's face, and the touching part of his fingertips was cold. He couldn't help but shrink his hand, but he didn't leave. His fingertips slid across his slender and tight brows, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, his handsome nose, his tight corners of his lips, and his collarbone...

Even half of his popularity was not felt. His hands fell on his heart. Only this slight heartbeat told her that this person is alive and he is still alive.

"Lan Xiaoqing..." My heart was bleeding and I couldn't help but speak softly.

Lan Xiaoqing was still silent. Feng Yunqing reached out and grabbed his hand, and his hands were also cool. Although it was no longer the ice color he had when he first met, it was also cooler than real person. He lifted his quilt, and the cold sweat on his white quilt was soaked like water. What is the ice skin and snowy skin? She saw it today.

Fengyun bit his lips and looked at Lan Xiaoqing, then walked to the door a few steps and shouted: "Come here!"

"Miss Seven!" Lan Yan stood in front of Feng Yunqing.

"Go and prepare a bucket of hot water." Feng Yun looked at Lan Yan and ordered.

"When the Feng family leader left, he explained that the prince could not be moved within twelve hours. Therefore, he could not take a bath." Lan Yan said immediately.

"So?" Feng Yunqing was stunned, then frowned and thought, "Then prepare a basin of hot water! If I don't move him, just wipe his body."

Lan Yan nodded and immediately left. Feng Yunqing stood at the door and waited. After only a moment, Lan Yan handed a basin of hot water to Feng Yunqing. Feng Yunqing took the water, closed the door again, and walked to the window.

The fingertips gently stroked, Lan Xiaoqing's middle clothes were silently broken. Fengyun gently twisted hot water with a towel and applied it gently to his body. The transparent white jade skin was finally dyed with a faint red color under the influence of hot water, but it was also extremely light.

Without a trace of lust, Feng Yunqing wiped his whole body twice. Feng Yunqing reached out to touch Lan Xiaoqing's skin, and it was still cool. His brows seemed to be frowning tighter.

Fengyunqing wiped the sweat from her forehead with her sleeves. At this time, the sky outside had already darkened. She reached out and slowly untied her clothes, took off her shoes and went to bed, and lay down with her body close to Lan Xiaoqing's body. She pulled the brocade quilt and covered the two people.

With a long hair draped slanted by the pillow, Fengyun moved gently, putting his body into Lan Xiaoqing's arms. He put his hand on his heart. There was no gap between the two of them, and the heat of his body was passed through his skin.

When her skin was close to each other, Feng Yunqing's body trembled involuntarily, and she felt Lan Xiaoqing's body tremble suddenly. Feng Yunqing was happy and looked at Lan Xiaoqing, but Lan Xiaoqing's body trembled and no longer moved. Feng Yunqing felt that his heartbeat seemed to stop, and there was no more fluctuations.

His little face turned pale, he immediately sat up and exclaimed: "Lan Xiaoqing?"

Feeling a messy heartbeat in the palm of his hand again. Feng Yun looked at Lan Xiaoqing and found that his brows were tighter than before. His face, which was as poetic as a painting, seemed to be dyed with a light pink. Looking down at her only wearing a slutch now, she immediately realized that although Lan Xiaoqing was in a coma, she must have felt it.

A smile came out of the corner of his mouth, Fengyun sighed lightly, and then put his body back into his arms. He looked at the long hair of the two people scattered by the pillow. His voice was soft: "Lan Xiaoqing, are you shy? We have all kissed her skin, and you shouldn't be so shy!"

As Feng Yunqing said, Lan Xiaoqing's heartbeat seemed to stop for a moment again. In just a moment, she jumped up again in a mess. Feng Yunqing's palm did not leave and said, "I know you don't like me and don't want to see me, but I just like you, what should I do? Do you think I'm shameless?"

My heartbeat stopped again. This time it took a little longer. Fengyun waited for a while, but he didn't see his heartbeat. He immediately said, "As long as you are well and live well, I promise you that only once will you never bother you again?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her heart beat twice. She shook Fengyunqing's hand slightly. She was stunned, then turned to look at Lan Xiaoqing's face. The blush that had just disappeared seemed to be whiter, and her brows were also tightly frowned, twisting into a twist.

A silent smile came out from the corner of his mouth, and Fengyunqing continued to stimulate him, "You know that there will be a few days left to be my wedding ceremony. After the wedding ceremony, I probably won't take long to get married."

His face turned a little whiter again, and his heartbeat was a little stronger than the beating just now. A slight slight breathing sound came out, and Feng Yunqing was happy again. This time, he was really sure that Lan Xiaoqing was awake. It was just that his body couldn't wake up, maybe he didn't want to wake up.

"So, don't worry, after my wedding, I will never bother you." Feng Yun looked at Lan Xiaoqing's face and paused and continued: "Yu Jin is the best beauty in the world, and she is gentle and understanding. I like it very much. Mei Ruxue's dead fox, in fact, although he has been against me for the past ten years, he has never done anything to hurt me. He also has a good face. These two people are rare husbands. I am also a blessed person."

My heart jumped violently, and it was stiffened tightly against his body for a moment. My heartbeat became weaker again.

Feng Yunqing was stunned and called out a little bad. She said, "Don't backfire and immediately said, "But I don't know what's wrong, I just love you. I've always felt like you are my person and I am your person in this life. It seems that there is a thread in the dark that pulls us the two of us together."

The faint heartbeat no longer weakened, and he jumped gently twice. Fengyunqing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. The scorching breath sprayed on Lan Xiaoqing's ears and gently bit his earlobe: "Going to Qiongbi and falling down to the underworld, life and death are the same. I always feel that if you die, I will not be able to survive."

My heartbeat suddenly jumped up again, and this time it was very strong, not the kind of 2. It seems that this trick was still in charge. Miya was right. She seemed to be the only lead to Lan Xiaoqing's living life. Lan Xiaoqing loved her more than she thought.

Suddenly, a feeling of not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow. Feng Yunqing's hand opened and teased Lan Xiaoqing's heart. The temperature on his body was no longer as cold as before, and she covered it with a little.

"Forget it, it's so sad to say these things. I guess you don't like to listen to them either." Feng Yunqing sighed immediately: "Let me tell you the story of what happened since I was a child!"

"That year, I was five years old and secretly ran out of the Peach Blossom Forest. There was a lake outside the Peach Blossom Forest. Just in the summer, I jumped down to take a shower. Not long after I arrived, a boy a few years older than me came, and he was carved with jade. He sat by the lake and stared at the lake in a daze. I hid in the water, and then wore a slut, hoping that he would leave soon..." Fengyun's soft voice sounded, and his fingers still regularly brushed across Lan Xiaoqing's heart.
Chapter completed!