The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

At that time, she only felt that she behaved casually, but now she misses that moment——

He looked at her again, she sat up so quickly, it seemed that apart from the pain, she was recovering very well, by the looks of it, she would be able to get out of bed and walk tomorrow...

And the day after tomorrow is his wedding with Yan Chi——

Luo Qingyu worked hard to digest the pill, and pressed a hand on his back. The familiar feeling was no longer warm...

She subconsciously wanted to free that hand, but he pressed it lightly, and said in a low voice: "Don't move, I can help you melt faster."

A soft force poured into her back, wandering around her——

He knew that she was in pain all the time, and her pale face and the sweat that rolled down from time to time made him uneasy, so he went to Pengying Xianshan to defeat two grass-protecting beasts to get the clam pearl fairy grass.

It took a lot of effort to make pills from the fire of the primordial spirit. This kind of herb is a famous pain-relieving herb in heaven and earth. Presumably eating this should stop her pain——

Luo Qingyu couldn't refuse his approach, so he simply let him go.

After about a cup of tea, Di Shiyin withdrew his hand and looked at her face: "How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Luo Qingyu didn't respond to him, and slowly lay down again, with her back to him.

She was still in pain, and the pill didn't help her at all...

Di Shiyin looked at her gradually sweating body and his heart sank slightly. Could it be that the medicine didn't work?

In the past few days, I heard from the servant boy that she often sweats all over her body, even if they changed her clothes twice a day, she couldn't stop being drenched in sweat.

His eyes flickered for a moment, and suddenly with a flick of his sleeves, Luo Qingyu's clothes disappeared in an instant. With another flick of his sleeves, a clean dress next to her was put back on her body again.

Taking it off and putting it on was extremely neat and neat, Luo Qingyu froze slightly, a sneer overflowed from the corner of her lips.

It seems that regardless of whether he has amnesia or not, he is extremely skilled in undressing and dressing girls——

Hasn't he always distanced himself from her?

Why did you change clothes for her again?

Although her memory has not disappeared, but only without emotion, she will never be sad again, never feel sad again——

Heartache is still there, but it's just pure organ pain——

If there is anything left for her now, it is unwillingness and monstrous hatred...

Perhaps sensing the slightly suspicious look in her eyes, Di Shiyin said lightly, "Qing Lan, have you always wanted to be my wife? I have already asked His Majesty to let you be my wife, alongside Yan Chi. No matter how big or small, once you are completely healed, I will hold a wedding with you, don't worry, it will be as grand as Yan Chi's wedding, and you won't suffer..."

As soon as this girl met, she desperately wanted to climb up to him to be his wife, so if he fulfilled her now and actually married her, it would be regarded as compensation for her... [

Luo Qingyu suddenly turned her head and looked straight at him, which made Di Shiyin's hair tremble.

He thought he would see surprises and relief in this girl's eyes, but he didn't expect to see a lot of sarcasm! Bleak 