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Chapter 881 Sleeping Together (1)

Wanyan folded her arms, raised her head and said:

"I don't care about you, I'm afraid that if I try my best to rescue you, you will be stupid and die again, and my blood will be shed in vain."

Jing Shijialan didn't expose her duplicity, but explained in a gentle voice:

"Don't worry, there are many people in the city and the traces are mixed, it is far more difficult to find people than in the deserted hills.

What's more, there is only a branch hall of Tianxuan Hall in the city, and there are holy troops stationed there, Feng Nai Fuzhen will find it, so we won't have to fight alone.

also……"

Jing Shijialan's eyes became a little serious,

"They attacked me in Shuzhou at the beginning, and I was investigating something at that time.

This timing is too delicate and suspicious.

So now, I want to investigate this matter thoroughly before returning to the palace. "

"What's the matter?" Wanyan was curious, and asked without thinking, but immediately withdrew her little head.

"If it's inconvenient, you don't have to say it."

Jing Shijialan pondered for a moment, then said: "Well...you'd better not know for now.

I'll let you know when I have an idea. "

Wanyan nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

Jing Shijialan looked at Wanyan's thoughtful expression, and asked with a smile:

"Is there anything else you want to know?"

Wanyan hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help asking:
"There is one thing that I don't understand, please enlighten me."

"Why are you so polite, but it's okay to ask."

Wanyan cleared her throat and said:
"One lotus in nine years can strengthen the foundation and cultivate vitality, and it is of great benefit to the human body.

However, its ability to bring the dead back to life is only effective within three hours after taking it.

In other words, only when you know the date of death, and then take the nine-year lotus at the right time, can you save the day and come back to life.

If it is a sudden disaster and the person is dead, even the elixir can't be eaten, so naturally it won't be useful.

And you just said it again.Feng Nai Fu and Jing Shi Maha have been planning to poison you for eight full years.

Then how do you know, at which point in these eight years they will attack you, and then take the nine-year lotus with such precision? "

Jing Shijialan was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and after a while, he said slowly:

"Can I explain this to you later?"

Wanyan looked at Jingshi Jialan, and after a moment of silence, she nodded, "Okay."

But in her heart, Wanyan smiled wryly.

Shu Lian's biological mother, what do you want to investigate, and how do you know the timing of Feng Nai's poisoning.

No matter what is asked, the answer is to explain later.

Later, later, I just don’t want to talk about it.

Actually... when he refuses to answer your first question, it's time to stop asking.

Xuan Wanyan is so self-sufficient, he is the sage of Tianxuan Hall, and you are the master of the Hall of Death and Life, a descendant of Shahua.

You are the poles of black and white, good and evil, and the greatest enemy in the world.

It's lucky that he didn't harm you, how could he tell you about him.

Like, how many things do you have, and you are desperately trying to hide it from him.

Sure enough, the relationship can be softened and eased.

However, you and him, people with opposite poles, will never be able to talk to each other, let alone be honest with each other.

Seeing that Wanyan stopped talking, Jing Shijialan sighed secretly.

Yan'er, for you now, the less you know, the less you have to worry about.

You are very smart, but that's all there is to the human spirit. If you have to work hard on everything, you will be exhausted sooner or later.

Leave it all to me, the less you have to worry about, the better.

"Okay," Jing Shijialan said, "It's just passed Chou, and it's still early in the morning. You have not recovered from your serious injury, so go to sleep for a while."

Saying that, Jing Shi Jialan lifted half of the quilt, patted the bed lightly, and signaled Wanyan to go over.

There is no need for Jing Shijialan to say that Wanyan has just recovered from her serious injury, and she is already tired now.

But looking at the bed, Wanyan hesitated again.

This was the first time the two shared the same bed since their wedding.

And Wanyan doesn't know why, she always feels that Jing Shijialan's attitude towards her now is very different from that in the temple.

In the temple, he obviously humiliated, indifferent, and ignored her in every way.

Now, how did he become so... approachable?
Wanyan swallowed, facing the back of the window, being terrified by the night wind.

But his feet refused to take a step towards the warm quilt.

"Your Majesty, please rest first. After I fell into a coma, I should have slept for a long time. I'm actually not very tired..."

Wanyan said bluntly, she glanced at the cup on the table out of the corner of her eye, and quickly continued:

"Even a little thirsty,"

After finishing speaking, Wanyan was about to walk to the table farther from the bed.

However, Jing Shijialan had already stepped out of the bed in one step, walked to Wanyan's side in two big strides, took her arm and walked towards the bed, pressed her shoulders, let her sit down, and then said:
"Cover the quilt well, after a serious injury, the most afraid of catching a cold.

You lie down first, and I'll pour you some water. "

"Ah...? Oh..."

Wanyan sat stiffly, her mouth seemed to be paralyzed by poison, she couldn't speak human words at all.

After Jing Shijialan added hot water, he poured a cup of tea, walked to the bed and sat down, and handed it to Wanyan.

Wanyan was also really thirsty, she drank heavily after receiving the water.

Jing Shijialan patted Wanyan's back with a smile, and couldn't stop saying: "Drink slowly, drink slowly."

After Wanyan finished drinking, she just wanted to stand up to put the cup, Jing Shijialan took the cup from her hand, lifted the quilt, and said, "Go in quickly, don't catch a cold."

Wanyan looked down at the only quilt on the bed, she kept silent and just didn't move.

Jing Shijialan glanced at her, reached out and put the cup on the small table, sighed softly, and said:
"Just rest assured and sleep."

Saying that, Jing Shijialan gently stroked Fu Wanyan's temples with his palm, and said softly:
"You are still seriously injured, I will not do anything."

Jing Shijialan's hand was so gentle that Wanyan's scalp became numb even through her hair, she fell down in a daze, and got into the quilt with a "chuckle".

Jing Shijialan laughed, patted Wanyan's shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Yan'er, go in a little bit, I won't be able to sleep anymore."

Wanyan pretended to be dead.

Jing Shijialan supported the bed with one hand, stroked his heart with the other, coughed lightly twice, and seemed to be talking to himself:
"Resurrected from the dead, my vitality has been seriously injured..."

Wanyan ignored him, and after a while, she saw the little bug curled up in the quilt, writhing in with emotion.

Jing Shijialan smiled and said nothing, stretched out his hand to cover Wanyan tightly with the quilt, and then lay sideways on the side of the bed.

Leave enough space between the two.

After a long time, Wanyan felt that there was no movement behind her, so she turned her head secretly, wanting to see if Jing Shijialan was asleep.

But when she turned her head, Wanyan saw a pair of clear eyes shining brightly in the night.

　Ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh !Blood sugar is climbing! ! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)