I see You Lian is the ally

Chapter 56
Hua Jiao didn't leave immediately, but stood in the corridor for a while.

The courtyard is full of bright sunlight, soft wind and delicate flowers.The pomegranate tree under the steps has new buds, each of which looks like a small vase carved from agate.

Everything was fine, except for the man in the house.

Hua Jiao tried his best to turn his thoughts to eating, thinking that if Nanny Qu didn't send someone to deliver lunch, she would go to the garden in a while and dig some wild vegetables to make a spring plate.

However, the ears seem to be separated from the mind, always trying to catch the subtle movements in the room.If she is really only cocked, her ears must be sticking out at this moment.

The eyes are also outrageous, clearly looking at the flowers in full bloom in the courtyard, but Yu Taiqing's bleeding hand always flashes in front of her eyes.

She secretly scolded herself for being worthless, isn't it enough being cheated?

However, she was imprisoned in the garden, why did he lie to her?

She shook her head, raised her skirt and went down the steps, then headed towards the layman.

After walking a few steps, I suddenly heard a scream from inside the house.

Huajiao stopped in his tracks, turned around abruptly, quickly walked into the room, and walked straight to the bed.

She stared down at the man lying on the bed. He was lying quietly on the bed, half of his face was covered by the quilt.

Huajiao's eyes fell on his hand first.I saw that he had already held the iron blade ball that fell on the ground in his hand, and his five fingers were tightly clenched.The tip of the blade pierced the palm of the hand, and the blood dripped on the mattress, blurring a blood red, just like flowers blooming on the plain brocade mattress.

A smell of blood rushed to the face, and the face of the painter changed suddenly.

She lifted the quilt with trembling hands, only to see Yu Taiqing remained motionless with her eyes closed.In a panic, she reached out and quickly reached for his wrist.

The pulse is as weak as a gossamer, and as messy as a ball of numbness, but it is better than no pulse.

Hua Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and opened his fingers one by one, and took out the iron blade ball in his hand.She raised her hand and threw the iron blade ball away, and looking at his palm again, it was already too horrible to look at.

She stretched out her fingers to make a seal, and an icy blue magic power escaped from her palm, temporarily stopping the bleeding, took out the veil, and wiped the blood on his hands carefully.

After a lot of tossing, Yu Taiqing finally woke up.

He slowly opened his eyes, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead, a lock of hair hanging down, covering his eyebrows and eyes.He has not combed his hair or worn a crown at the moment, only a bun is loosely tied on the top of his head, and the rest of the hair is hanging down.

The handsome young master has been tortured beyond recognition.

Hua Jiao stretched out his fingers to brush the messy hair on his forehead, and wiped the sweat on his forehead with a towel.

After waking up, Yu Taiqing was very surprised to see her, and then saw her wiping his sweat and trying to dodge.It's a pity that right now he doesn't even have the strength to resist, so he can only let her toss.

He was not used to her touch, his pointed jaw was tense, his long and thin eyelashes were drooping, and he didn't look at her.

The corner of the painting wiped his cold white face, and there was a blush, and it didn't feel so cold to the touch before he stopped.

She asked him: "Do you feel better? Do you need to hire a doctor?"

Yu Taiqing closed her eyes, and said in a low voice, as if using all her strength, "No need."

Hua Jiao didn't ask too many questions, it was obvious that his disease was not curable by an ordinary doctor.

"Why are you holding the iron blade ball in your hand?"

Yu Taiqing smiled wryly: "I'm afraid I won't be able to wake up after passing out."

"Where's Guard Di?"

In the past, Di Chen was simply Yu Taiqing's shadow, never leaving him at every step, now that he is sick, why did Di Chen disappear?If he was there, Yu Taiqing wouldn't be afraid of not being able to wake up after fainting.

"I ordered him to go out to do some errands." Yu Taiqing seemed to have calmed down, and with some strength, she struggled to sit up.

Hua Jiao glanced at him and sneered: "What's the important thing, it's worth going out to do it right now, don't you want to die?"

Yu Taiqing's eyes sparkled slightly, she lifted the quilt, pushed herself off the bed, and asked her: "You came to look for me, but something happened?"

Hua Jiao said dissatisfiedly: "Seeing that it is already noon, but no one has brought lunch for a long time, I still imprisoned me here in order to starve to death, so I came to ask."

Yu Taiqing glanced at the sky, and frowned: "Maybe Qu is late, you go back to Yingxuexuan first, and I will send someone to bring you lunch later."

Hua Jiao hummed lightly, seeing him get off the bed, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What... are you going to do?"

Yu Taiqing originally wanted to reach out to get the teacup on the table, but suddenly her body swayed and she pressed heavily towards the corner of the painting.Although he was thin, he was a man after all, the corner of the painting was pressed by him, he stepped back a few steps, and fell half upside down by the table.The edge of the table was polished round, but it still hurt her waist unavoidably.

Yu Taiqing threw herself on her body like a boneless body, with her head hanging on her neck.

The corner of the painting didn't dare to move for a moment.

She could feel his arms propping up on the table, just to keep away from her, but he didn't seem to be able to exert any strength at all, so the two inevitably rubbed each other's ears.

His cold face was pressed against her neck, and his warm breath was blowing against her ears, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"Get out!" His cold voice, suppressing his anger, rang in her ears.

Hua Jiao almost laughed angrily, being pushed down on the table by him, how is she going to get out?

Besides, shouldn't it be her who should be angry at this time?
What is he angry about?
Hua Jiao took a breath and said slowly: "Yu Dujian, you should know that I can only go out when you get up."

She has been crushed by him to the point of breaking her waist.

She gave Yu Taiqing a slight push, and he forced himself to stand up, staggered back and fell to the side of the bed.He even tripped over the gauze curtain, and there was a light tinkling of the golden hook, and the cloud-like bed curtain came down and covered him.

Hua Jiao didn't know well, and stepped forward to lift the bed curtain on him.

He covered his chest with one hand, without looking at her, and shouted hoarsely, "Get out!"

The corner of the painting looked at Yu Taiqing's eyes, those eyes that had been restrained from the beauty of the world, but now they were lifeless and without brilliance.

I don't know what kind of torture can make a person so desperate.

Hua Jiao got up and picked up the iron blade ball that had just been thrown on the ground, and said, "I'm right outside, if you faint, I'll wake you up, you don't need to use this anymore."

She walked out of the room slowly and closed the door gently.

At the foot of the stone steps outside the courtyard, Di Chen was standing quietly beside the pomegranate tree, when he heard the door knock, he turned his head to look at her.

"Guard Di, since you're back, why don't you go in?"

Di Chen's eyes were desolate: "I can neither help nor suffer for the little prince's current torture. What can I do if I go in?"

The corner of the picture was silent for a while.

It is extremely uncomfortable to watch others suffer while being helpless.

"Guard Di, isn't your little prince sick?"

Di Chen was speechless.

Hua Jiao tentatively asked, "Could it be a spell? Or, some kind of forbidden backlash?"

Di Chen looked at the corner of the picture angrily, thinking: It is indeed a backlash, if he hadn't used mana to save you, he wouldn't have the attack.

He held back his resentment and said, "I don't know either. I only know that when it doesn't flare up, it's the same as ordinary people. Once it flares up, it's like a thousand knives picking out the bones, ten thousand swords eating the heart, life is better than death."

(End of this chapter)