niangniang she is beautiful

Chapter 368

A word of urgent concern is like a small pebble thrown into the endless abyss, and there is no response.

Yu Qingcheng's whole body exudes indifference, and the gaze in those phoenix pupils that have no warmth only makes people feel flustered.

Rong Jiuge was a little at a loss, subconsciously stretched out his hand like touching the beautiful woman in front of him, "Qingqing, I..."

Before he could speak, he stopped, just because Yu Qingcheng avoided his hand just now calmly.

The disgust in those eyes was as if his body would be dirty if touched by him.

Rong Jiuge laughed at himself, stood up and walked to the jade table next to him and picked up a bowl of millet porridge that had been kept warm.

He sat on the side of the bed again, blew on the porridge in the spoon, and said softly, "Qingqing, you have been in a coma for three days, and the imperial doctor said that you should use some millet porridge when you wake up."

After saying that, he put the spoon by Yu Qingcheng's mouth.

The two were in a stalemate again, one holding the spoon in one hand without moving, and the other staring straight ahead without moving.

After a long time, Rong Jiuge put down the jade bowl and sighed with his eyes half down.

His tone was deeply apologetic, and he dared not look directly into Yu Qingcheng's eyes, "Qingqing, I know you are angry with me, but... your body is very weak, can you use some? If you want If you lose your temper, wait until this small bowl of millet porridge is finished, huh?"

"My body is weak? Oh, do you still care about my health?"

Yu Qingcheng's cold voice rang in his ears, but his tone was full of sarcasm.

Rong Jiuge suddenly raised his head when he heard her voice, his eyes were full of surprise, but...

All he could see was the cool curve of the little goblin's mouth in front of him.

He couldn't help exhaling.

But fortunately, fortunately, she can speak.

He thought... Yu Qingcheng would never talk to him again in his life.

Rong Jiuge stepped forward excitedly and hugged her violently, holding her tightly in his arms.

This appearance is like treating a lost and recovered treasure.

"Qingqing, I thought you wouldn't talk to me anymore."

Yu Qingcheng was held in his arms, and there was no way to struggle without struggling.

When she heard Rong Jiuge's words, she just wanted to laugh.

Ah.

In a coma for three days?

It turned out that it has been so long.

Thinking of the... humiliation he suffered on that night three days ago, Yu Qingcheng felt intense hatred in his mind.

This hatred made her jet-black pupils dyed a flood of red, which was fleeting.

Yu Qingcheng didn't notice it, and Rong Jiuge, who was holding her happily, didn't even notice it.

The picture of the two embracing each other, coupled with the sunshine coming in from the window, if there is a third person in the hall, it may be considered an extremely warm scene.

only……

The moment Rong Jiuge was about to speak.

At that moment of lightning and flint, a cold light flashed, and I don't know whose eyes were dazzled.

There was a 'puchi' sound.

……

Rong Jiuge slowly let go of the person in his arms. With a face full of disbelief, he lowered his head to look at the dagger stuck in his chest, which had completely sunk into his chest.

On the golden handle of the dagger was still holding the slender hand of the goblin he knew, loved, loved, and loved the most.

They have held hands with each other countless times, but today...

At the door of the sleeping hall, Zhiqin was holding the freshly cooked soup, and Su Desheng who opened the door for her was standing beside her.

When the two opened the door and saw this scene, they froze in place.

　First more.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)