"Sewing is a way to treat wounds. Your wound is too deep and the hole is very large, so I'll help you sew the wound up so that it can heal faster."

If human treatments apply to him.

Gu Luan nodded.

An Yin's hand was clenched by Gu Luan for half a night, and it was already numb.

And he was covered in blood, so he got up and walked away, packed up the medicine box on the floor, and then went into the bathroom.

Gu Luan chased An Yin's figure in her eyes.

Although he didn't know why he was here, he was in a good mood when he woke up and saw her eyes that looked very similar to Feng'er.

At the same time, the underground palace.

Qin Jian, who was fighting against the pain of the cold, suddenly felt a little warm.

Although the little bit of heat was so slight that it was instantly overwhelmed by the cold, Qin Jian suddenly opened his eyes at this moment.

Jin Peng, who was guarding Qin Jian's side, saw Qin Jian open his eyes and hurriedly approached, "Brother, how do you feel?"

Qin Jian said lightly: "Jinpeng, I'm saved."

"What?"

"I said, I'm alive."

"You've been alive."

Qin Jian patted Jin Peng on the shoulder and stopped talking.

A trace of fresh blood was flowing out of his heart, and his dead spinal cord was reviving.

The process mixed with the coldness of the ice silkworm is not pleasant.

But he can't die.

Qin Jian raised his hand and looked at his palms wrapped in a layer of thin ice.

Is this how Guluan spent this thousand years?

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An Yin turned on the faucet and washed away the blood on her hands.

The tightness in the chest suddenly disappeared.

She raised her hand to cover her chest.

The feeling that made her despair also disappeared.

Is it because Gu Luan woke up that her negative emotions disappeared?

Could it be that her previous sorrow and sorrow are really because of Gu Luan?

If so, can she feel at ease?

An Yin turned off the faucet, closed her eyes, sneaked her consciousness into her body, and walked to Feng'er.

Feng'er was still sleeping, and the tears at the corners of her eyes had dried up, leaving a faint trace of tears.

It's you indeed.

An Yin gently wiped away the tears on Feng'er's face with her fingers, turned her back and sat down on Feng'er's flower bed.

"Feng'er, you didn't expect him to treat you like that, did you?"

An Yin couldn't get an answer, took a deep breath and continued, "No matter how much you hate him, you love him, right?"

If there was no love, he obviously killed her father, why did she stab him and incite him to kill her to save his life?

"If there is an afterlife, will you have a good time with him?"

An Yin hugged her knees and placed her face between her legs.

If Feng'er can be reborn, perhaps Gu Luan can let go of her hatred.

No matter how outrageous the monarch of Qin was wrong, An Yin still hoped that Gu Luan would not use Qin as an enemy.

Because, as long as Gu Luan is enemies of Qin, Qin Jian has no choice but to keep Qin's family.

She didn't want Qin Jian to be enemies with Gu Luan for the mistake Qin made back then.

When An Yin came out of the bathroom, Gu Luan was gone, and there was only a bloody and messy bedding left in the room.

If it was just a piece of blood, she could say that her aunt had arrived, but with such a large area of ​​blood, there was no right reason.

An Yin opened the window to let the smell of blood in the room dissipate.

Then remove the quilt, take it to the bathroom, and wash away the blood on it.

When I put on a clean quilt, it was almost dawn.

She fell on the bed, and when she closed her eyes, she fell asleep deeply.
Chapter completed!