After the kiss, I was spoiled by the regent

Chapter 120 He Misses Her Too Much

The blood all over Yu Wenyue's body froze.

He has seen countless corpses and dead people, but no one can stand in front of him alive like Li Zhi, but he feels the nameless eerie feeling as if he has entered the underworld.

Moreover, two lines of blood tears flowed from Lizhi's eyes, dripping down her fair cheeks to her chin, and finally dripping onto her chest, dyed a blood-red color.

"Litchi..." Yu Wenyue was dumbfounded.

"Sister Lizhi, save people, the concubine is here!" Gan Tang shouted.

"Here we come!" Lizhi ran over at a very fast speed,

Yu Wenyue followed closely and looked back. Gan Tang was standing in the fire, her eyes were also full of blood and tears. The tongue of fire had already licked her sleeves, but she couldn't feel the heat and stood motionless. With blood and tears, he waved at Lizhi with a half-smile, and finally pulled her into the burning bamboo dock.

"Don't go!" Yu Wenyue subconsciously stopped when he saw the two throwing fire.

But in the next second, he could clearly see the person in the sea of ​​flames.

Nie Mingzhu, she was sitting under the west window where she was always willing to stay, motionless, the fire burned everything up, burned her body to pieces, and burned her like a piece of coke.Just one look at Nie Mingzhu like this would make Yu Wenyue's heart feel ashamed.

"Pearl—" Yu Wenyue flew towards her.

But it was too late, the fire engulfed everyone, and Nie Mingzhu turned into powder in an instant.

"Pearl!" Yu Wenyue roared, and accidentally knocked over the medicine bowl, making a crisp and shattering sound.

Yu Wenyue woke up suddenly, his whole body was in burning pain, his chest was dry and painful, he was congested and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"My lord!" Hearing the movement, the military doctor hurried in from the outside.

"My lord, what's the matter?" The military doctor helped Yu Wenyue deal with the situation, and pinched his wrist to signal his pulse.

"It's okay." Yu Wenyue spat out a mouthful of blood, feeling a lot lighter, and the feeling of boredom was greatly reduced, but his mind was still irritable.

The military doctor took his pulse and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's much better, but the prince is still weak and needs to rest in bed, don't tear the wound."

Yu Wenyue lay back on the couch expressionlessly, recalling the weird dream just now.

So real.

It was so real that he could feel the heat of the flames and the tingling of burning himself.

Yu Wenyue turned his head slightly, and said to the military doctor, "Bring the brazier here."

The military doctor was taken aback: "Your Highness is cold?"

"Brazil, move here."

The military doctor didn't understand what Yu Wenyue meant, but seeing his cold face, he didn't dare to disobey his thoughts, so he immediately moved the brazier to Yu Wenyue's footsteps.

Yu Wenyue stared at the kettle on the brazier, and ordered: "Take the kettle away."

The medic complied.

As soon as the kettle was taken away, the not-so-exuberant flames at the bottom danced and licked up in a seductive dance, and the heat was breathtaking.

Yu Wenyue stared blankly at the burning charcoal, and stretched out his right hand out of nowhere.

"My lord!" The military doctor came in without knowing it, and called out unconsciously.

Yu Wenyue was still approaching the brazier.

The scorching temperature in the dream is vivid, and the taste of being swallowed by the flames is enough to make any iron-blooded man scream out.

But Nie Mingzhu sat in the fire like that, letting herself be burned into a coke.

how could be……

how is this possible.

How could this be!

Yu Wenyue stretched out his hand violently, and plunged his hand into the scorching flames. The charcoal fire immediately engulfed Yu Wenyue's slender finger bones and grew wildly upwards.

The piercing pain against the flesh struck again.

"My lord, don't do it!" The military doctor couldn't stand it anymore, he strode forward and pulled Yu Wenyue's hand out of the brazier.

Yu Wenyue's painful forehead was sweating, and he leaned back on the couch out of breath, the wound on his chest burst open again due to too much breathing, and bright red blood seeped out.

"My lord, why bother!"

While treating Yu Wenyue's burn wound, the military doctor couldn't help but blame him.

The military doctor couldn't understand why Yu Wenyue's self-abuse behavior just now.

Yu Wenyue closed his eyes and leaned on the couch, his Adam's apple slid up and down, he ordered his soldiers: "Call Luo Lie in."

"Yes."

Yu Wenyue pressed his temple with the other hand, trying his best to suppress the crazily growing, almost terrifying thoughts in his heart.

He misses her so much.

How can a person think of another person so crazy.

He wanted to make a quick decision to get rid of the mess on the Turkic side, and then as soon as possible, get Nie Mingzhu by his side, or him to her side.

He couldn't stand being separated from her for too long.

Sometimes Yu Wenyue would even think about how he survived the past five years.

He reached out to touch the bracelet under the pillow.

On the pure white clam bracelets, two red agates that were as red as blood and tightly attached to each other were silently looking at him.

Yu Wenyue's heart was sore and swollen, he pressed the agate on his forehead, trying to relieve his bone-biting longing in this way.

The military doctor looked at Yu Wenyue's absent-minded and haggard appearance, and dared not speak, but seeing his originally tough and slender hands were now burnt black, he couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

It is estimated that tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, Yu Wenyue's hands will have to be skinned.

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Nie Mingzhu chased Zhou Yin until the setting sun and finally caught him.

She hadn't run so far for a long time, she was out of breath at this moment, her heart and lungs wanted to explode, her throat was full of the smell of rust, but she still grabbed Zhou Yin's clothes and refused to let go.

Zhou Yin was also chased into a fool, he was so tired that he collapsed to the ground motionless, exhausted.

"You, don't run away, Zhou Zi, I won't let you go..." Nie Mingzhu's exhausted voice disappeared, only her breath remained.

Zhou Yin coughed and waved his hands: "Please, don't chase, I won't run, I won't run, I'll let you go..."

The two ran away from the west of Shangdu City for two hours. It was already dark, and Nie Mingzhu could really catch up.

"Are you thirsty?" Zhou Yin untied the water bottle on his waist, and filled half of it.

Nie Mingzhu made a swallowing movement, and looked at Zhou Yin's water bottle eagerly.

Water has never been such an attractive thing.

Zhou Yin handed the kettle to Nie Mingzhu.

Nie Mingzhu held the spout in the air, and poured water into her mouth in a long stream.

Zhou Yin sighed while observing her: "I can't think of it, how can you run so delicately?"

Nie Mingzhu drank the water, and she became more energetic: "If it wasn't for the fear that you would run away, I wouldn't know that I have such physical strength."

Zhou Yinchao Nie Mingzhu cupped his hands, bowing down.

"So Zhou Zi, can you answer my question now?" Nie Mingzhu asked persistently.

Zhou Yin was taken aback for a moment, his mind was almost blown away by the north wind, how could he remember Nie Mingzhu's question.

"What did you say before?"

Nie Mingzhu: "..."

Reluctantly, she could only repeat it again, Zhenguo's national destiny, and the matter of borrowing fate to borrow luck, and it coincided with the time of her suicide and rebirth.

After listening to her question, Zhou Yin pulled a dry grass from the ground in silence, and said, "You know what the word 'turtle' means."

Nie Mingzhu thought for a while and asked, "Is it the handwriting that cracked on the ground after the altar was struck by lightning when you set up the fly whisk at the altar?"

Zhou Yin stroked his beard: "You can understand it this way, although I didn't intend to attract thunder."

Nie Mingzhu: "...What do you mean by that?"

"The tortoise character, I asked someone to draw it in advance."

Nie Mingzhu: "..."

(End of this chapter)