Leaf Queen

Chapter 920 Is This Forgive Me (8)

She glanced around, but didn't see that familiar figure. Knowing that he had left, her heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and she collapsed powerlessly by the fallen leaf pool, with a dazed expression.

She has more and more enemies, and she has already caused him to lose the heart of the Nadir, so he can no longer be implicated by her, otherwise, when the God of Chaos deals with her in the future, he will also deal with him... Besides, since she was about to die anyway, it would be better to take this opportunity to force him away, and then leave, everyone would think that she was distraught, so she retired, and no one would think that she was actually about to die.

"I'm sorry...beautiful boy..." Her voice was hoarse with intermittent crying.

In the storm, she was curled up like a lost child, crying heartbroken and unscrupulous.

She knew that he had gone far away, she couldn't hear or see her distress, she could be cowardly as she wanted, and she also knew that after today's farewell...she might not have the chance to see him again...

"Sorry……"

"……sorry Sorry……"

The rain didn't stop, the whole world was filled with the sound of rain, the night slowly passed by, the sky appeared bright, and the storm still didn't stop.

The thin figure in the rain finally couldn't hold on anymore, fell to the ground, and fell into a deep sleep.

Almost at the moment she fell down, a slender figure stepped onto Yunge, came to her side with strides, helped her up, and hugged her into his arms.

Jun Fengyu did not leave.

He was hurt by her words, but heartbreak is one thing. How could he rest assured that she was seriously injured and left here alone? He knew that she had not recovered from her serious injury and was exposed to the rain. She has been guarding Yun Pavilion, covering Yun Pavilion with her spiritual consciousness, so she was able to catch up with her the first time she fainted.

He also knew that she was unwilling to leave Yunge, so he didn't take her away, but sat down against the big tree, propping up a barrier to block the falling rain.

He sat sideways on the ground, put her on his lap, stared at her pale face with a serious expression, and reached out to touch her forehead, the temperature was astonishingly hot.

He frowned fiercely, touched her clothes that were stained with blood and soaked through the rain, untied her clothes resolutely, helped her put on new clean clothes, and dried her with spiritual power. Dry her hair.

Then, he dried his wet clothes, hugged her in his arms, warmed her up, grabbed her little hand, and slowly sent his aura into her body.

After roughly repairing the internal injuries in her body, he stopped, turned to look at her small face, and pressed his cheek against her forehead. It was still very hot, and the temperature did not drop at all.

He knew she had a fever, but he really didn't know how to treat such a "rare" symptom for him.

He only felt that her hands and feet were cold, so he kept rubbing them for her, hoping that she would be warmer.

But not long after, she suddenly became agitated, writhed in his arms, let out a slight muffled moan, and frowned tightly with her beautiful brows, as if she was uncomfortable.

She began to pull the clothes at the collar with her hands, as if she was restrained and uncomfortable, her head was shaking from side to side, very restless and irritable, "Water...water..." Her lips parted slightly, her voice was very hoarse.

(End of this chapter)