Wang Ye's divorce letter, please accept it

Chapter 700 The Situation... Not So Good 2
When Sima Fengji heard that he had fallen asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Little Yaoer, sleep well, I will accompany you." Sima Fengji gently put Ye Yao's body down, and leaned against Ye Yao's side to guard.

Nan Fufeng immediately withdrew and went to decoct the medicine himself.

As long as Yaoyao wakes up, the first difficulty will be over.

Ye Yao has been sleeping deeply, she seems to be in a strange world, very cold, but she can't move, so she can only be trapped here.

She slowly opened her eyes and found ice all around.

Through the ice surface, she could clearly see the shadow in the ice, and saw a woman wearing a fiery red robe, sleeping peacefully on the ice surface.

She couldn't move no matter how much she wanted to, so she could only stare at the reflection.

Is that her?

Some memories suddenly flashed in Ye Yao's mind, it was her, this is the real her!

No, no, her body has been burned, how could she still appear here?

Is this a dream, or real?

She seems to have seen this scene before, but not in this state, she watched from a distance, but now, she is integrated with this body!
She wanted to get up, but she couldn't get up, as if she was trapped by something.

"Let go of me! Let me go!" Ye Yao shouted loudly.

"Let go of me, let go of me!"

Sima Fengji just closed his eyes for a while, when he heard Ye Yao's shout, he immediately held her hand.

"Let me go! Let me out!"

"Little Yaoer, wake up, no one is going to catch you, wake up quickly." Sima Fengji called softly, afraid that Ye Yao would be frightened.

Ye Yao heard a voice next to her ear, and she felt at peace immediately. She closed her eyes, and suddenly felt a heavy weight in her body.

These heavy feelings almost made her suffocate.

"Little Yaoer, little Yaoer." Sima Fengji called softly.

Ye Yao slowly opened her eyes, seeing darkness in front of her eyes, Sima Fengji looked at her nervously, not daring to make a sound.

Gradually getting used to the light, the person in front of her gradually became clear.

"Who are you?" Ye Yao asked weakly.

"I'm Sima Fengji, and I'm your Jilang." Sima Fengji replied softly.

"Ji Lang~" Ye Yao called out, a tear fell from his eyes, "Ji Lang, hug me."

Seeing her appearance, Sima Fengji was in tears, and immediately hugged her in his arms.

Ye Yao slowly closed her eyes, feeling completely at ease in her heart.Except that the body is extremely heavy, as if I can't even lift my arms, there is no other feeling.

Sima Fengji was reluctant to let go, and was afraid that if he hugged her too tightly, it would make her uncomfortable, so he could only loosen some strength slowly.

"Xiao Yaoer, do you feel any discomfort?"

"Everywhere is uncomfortable." Ye Yao responded softly, "What time is it now?"

"It's almost midnight."

"How long have I slept?"

"It's been eight days." Sima Fengji's voice was a little hoarse, trying to suppress his emotions.

eight days?Ye Yao pondered in her heart, eight days, she felt as if it had been a long, long time, as if she had returned to the beginning of her life, the original Xianze.

One day, at an unknown year and month, she was suddenly awakened by the sound of a piano...

"Xiao Yaoer, I have prepared some soup, would you like to drink some?"

Ye Yao nodded weakly.

Sima Fengji got out of bed immediately, brought over the soup, helped Ye Yao up, and sat by the bed.

Ye Yao looked at the quilt beside her, and wanted to raise her hand to pull it, but she found that her hand seemed out of her control, and she couldn't lift it no matter what.

"Little Yaoer, what's the matter with you?" Sima Fengji asked cautiously, seeing her struggling.

"I, I seem to have a problem." Ye Yao didn't know how to describe the feeling at this time.

She tried to move her feet, but there was no movement. Obviously she was struggling to move again, but her legs under the quilt just didn't move.

Sima Fengji also realized that the worst possible thing happened!

"Jilang, I can't move my hands and legs." Ye Yao looked at him helplessly.

Sima Fengji smiled faintly, and gently touched her small face, "Little Yaoer's body is stiff after sleeping for so long, it's normal, after drinking this soup, she will definitely feel better."

"Yeah." Ye Yao nodded obediently without any doubt.

Sima Fengji blew cold soup and fed it to her mouthful.

After drinking the soup, Ye Yao suddenly felt refreshed for a long time. She tried to move her arm, but found that her strength was so weak that she could see her fingers trembling a few times!
She clearly wanted to raise her hand!how so?
"Jilang, I still can't move my hands."

Sima Fengji took the handkerchief and wiped her hands lightly, "What are you afraid of if you can't move, don't you still have me?"

Ye Yao looked at Sima Fengji, and frowned, why was he not serious at this time.

"I really can't move my hand! It's like a cripple." She couldn't help raising her voice, and said it again to Sima Fengji.

Sima Fengji's expression froze suddenly, and a hint of distress flashed in his eyes.

"Fool, don't say these two words." He hugged Ye Yao back into his arms and patted her on the back lightly.

Ye Yao seemed to realize something, her heart sank suddenly, she wouldn't, was really injured and lost her ability to move?She tried to move her hand again, but there was still no response.

"No!" She shook her head slowly with a hint of panic in her tone, "It's not like this, it must not be like this!"

"Little Yaoer, calm down." Sima Fengji held her hand, and found that the temperature had just recovered, but at this moment, it all receded, leaving only a piece of cold fingertips.

"Don't be afraid, it's okay, just calm down and listen to me, okay?" Sima Fengji coaxed softly.

"Jilang, what happened?" Ye Yao's heart tightened uncontrollably, "Fufeng! Call Fufeng in quickly! Call Nan Fufeng!"

Sima Fengji looked at her state at this moment, and felt so distressed that he hugged her tightly in his arms.

Ye Yao didn't have any strength to struggle, so she could only let him hold her tightly, and feel his breath, his body temperature, which made her heart calm down a little.

In her mind, she remembered the scene at King Wen's Mansion that day.

That hidden weapon was dug hard into her bones, and she couldn't bear to think about that kind of pain.

Could it be those injuries that made her what she is now?

Sensing her tranquility, Sima Fengji slowly released her from his arms, only to see that her eyes were filled with tears, but stubbornly did not flow out.

"Jilang..." Ye Yao looked at him and called softly.

Her voice carried an unprecedented fragility.

(End of this chapter)