Abandoned Concubine Forbidden

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In a haze, Luo Zhiyi didn't know where she was. It was pitch black all around. She couldn't see or hear anything. Luo Zhiyi screamed desperately. But she seemed to be the only one in the world. .

Suddenly, a round and round flute sound suddenly tore through the darkness. Luo Zhiyi followed the flute sound and ran quickly...

A beam of morning light slanted from the window, filling the whole room. The air was mixed with a faint scent of herbs. Luo Zhiyi opened his eyes and saw such a beautiful morning light. It was so warm and bright. Luo Zhiyi was almost greedy. She looked at the sunlight. The golden sunlight made her eyes a little uncomfortable. However, she couldn't bear to cover it up. She couldn't bear to close her eyes. She just let the eyes hurt her tears. She didn't want to lose the light again.

"Miss." Suddenly, a familiar and pleasantly surprised voice sounded at the door, followed by the broken sound of the porcelain bowl falling on the ground. Before Luo Zhiyi could react, a figure had rushed up. He hugged her tightly. The scorching heat spread over her shoulders.

"Miss, you finally woke up." Jin He cried with tears and snot.

Luo Zhiyi wanted to say a few words of comfort, but saw a familiar figure standing at the door.

Dressed in snow clothes, handsome and extraordinary face, frighteningly pale, beautiful Danfeng eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, looking at her excitedly, but trying to suppress this emotion, holding Xiao in one hand, and leaning on the door frame with the other, so hard. Five fingers almost pinched into the door frame.

"Master". Behind him, Zhou Yan called softly. Then he held his arm and walked into the house.

Zhou Yan's soft call made Jin He, who was crying, to sit up quickly. She stood up while wiping her tears, and gave up her seat to the person who came behind.

Luo Zhiyi watched the man walking slowly with Zhou Yan's support.

After sitting down by the bed, Zhou Yan glanced at Jin He, and the two retreated knowingly.

There were only two people left in the room. They were silent. After a while, Bai Ye asked, "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Luo Zhiyi quietly looked at the man in front of her. From the time he appeared to sitting in front of her, she saw every movement, every expression. She knew. He was injured. And it was a serious injury.

"Aren't you supposed to be in Northern Xinjiang?" Luo Zhiyi asked suspiciously.

Bai Ye just smiled and didn't answer. He reached out and grabbed Luo Zhiyi's hand. "It doesn't matter where I am. As long as I can win, it's the same wherever I am."

Between strategizing and decisive victory thousands of miles away.

"It was you who saved me." Although it was a question, it was a statement.

Bai Ye looked at the quiet Luo Zhiyi. He remembered how she was dying when he found her in that dark dungeon. His heart ached. "Why did you leave the palace?"

The man who was gentle just now suddenly turned cold. Luo Zhiyi instantly felt pain in the hand held by that man. It seemed that the bones of his hand were about to be crushed by him. He frowned slightly, but did not snort.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Bai Ye suddenly leaned forward with a dark tide in his bloodshot eyes.

Luo Zhiyi felt a shadow looming in front of her eyes. The next moment, her dry lips were firmly grasped.

He kissed her vigorously, rubbed her lips hard, and occasionally whispered angrily: "You really want to leave me that much. Would you rather die than stay by my side?" Rong Luozhi He had already pinched her chin, pried open her mouth, entered her mouth hotly and fiercely, entangled her tongue without mercy, sucked heavily, until a trace of blood permeated his mouth. Only then did the intensity slow down. The nimble tongue gently swept across every part of her mouth...

Luo Zhiyi's hand was powerlessly pressed against his chest, pushing him with all the strength in his body.

She was not let go until the feeling of dizziness hit her. She was breathing the air hungrily. The man's domineering voice was next to her ear: "Don't ever leave me again."

Then there was a heavy weight on his body, and Luo Zhiyi moaned.

"Bai Ye, get up..." Luo Zhiyi pushed hard on the person who was on top of him, but suddenly he smelled an unusual smell, the smell of blood, and the smell of medicine.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Luo Zhiyi realized that something was wrong with Bai Ye.

"Jin He, Zhou Yan..." Luo Zhiyi called for help in a hoarse voice.

The door opened. Zhou Yan rushed forward. "Master". His indifferent eyes were full of panic. He carefully lifted Bai Ye's body.

Luo Zhiyi's eyes widened. Bai Ye was dressed in snow, but his chest was smudged with a large swath of bright red...

"This is."

Facing Luo Zhiyi's surprised question, Zhou Yan gave her a cold look. Without saying anything, he wanted to help Bai Ye leave.

He only took a step, but found that his master's hand was still firmly holding the hand of the person on the bed.

Luo Zhiyi frowned and looked at her hand. Even though the man was unconscious, he still held her so tightly and wouldn't let go.

At this moment, Luo Zhiyi's heart was full of mixed feelings, sourness welled up in his eyes, and he turned his head away.

"What's going on?" at the door. Bai Shu had already rushed over. Frowning, he looked at Bai Ye, who was supported by Zhou Yan. There was a lot of blood on his chest, and his face was serious.

"Quickly let him lie down." Bai Zhu ordered while taking medicine from the medicine box.

The others were stunned. Lie down. Where to lie down.

Especially Luo Zhiyi. She is also a patient.

Bai Shu didn't care about these things. Looking at Bai Ye tightly holding Luo Zhiyi's hand, he looked at Luo Zhiyi. "Go in."

Luo Zhiyi was astonished.

"Do you really want him to continue bleeding like this?" Bai Shu spoke purely from the perspective of a doctor, without any other extra thoughts.

Luo Zhiyi was stunned. Jin He beside him has already moved Luo Zhiyi to the bed. Luo Zhiyi looked at Jin He in disbelief. This girl's attitude towards Bai Ye has changed too much.

Luo Zhiyi was astonished. Zhou Yan had already put Bai Ye on the bed. Bai Shu quickly unbuttoned Bai Ye's shirt, revealing his gauze-covered chest. After the shirt was untied, the blood on the chest became even more shocking .

Luo Zhiyi looked sideways. The blood-stained gauze was untied by Bai Shu, revealing his blood-stained chest.

Luo Zhiyi's eyes widened. There was a terrifying scar on the chest. But now, at the same position as the scar, there was a big gap. Blood gushed out continuously...

Baizhu has no expression on her face. She quickly applied the medicine and bandaged her again...

After finishing all this, Bai Shu turned around and looked at Zhou Yan. "Don't let him get emotional. Don't make any radical moves." After finishing speaking, he still didn't forget to look back at Luo Zhiyi. There was a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Bai Shu didn't wake up Bai Ye. "It's fine to let him be in a coma." After finishing speaking, he left with the medicine box.

Luo Zhiyi stared blankly at everything in front of him. He sighed heavily in his heart. He wanted to pull out his hand, but found that the man held it so tightly that it was impossible to pull it out.

"What do you want to do?" Zhou Yan's voice was cold.

Luo Zhiyi didn't speak. Aren't her movements obvious enough?

"Do you want to wake him up? He hasn't closed his eyes for several days." Zhou Yan's tone was full of blame.

Luo Zhiyi stopped his unnecessary struggle and looked at Zhou Yan. "Where is this place? Aren't you supposed to be in the northern border?"

Zhou Yan glanced at Luo Zhiyi coldly. "I want to know why. Ask the master when he wakes up."