Playful Daughter: The Evil King's Little Wife

Chapter 214 Stop Breathing
"Ye Lingche!"

This is such a sad name, Mo Xiaoxiao can't care about anything else, even if the Four Kingdoms are no longer peaceful and started fighting, even if Ye Lingche is the son of her enemy, Mo Xiaoxiao can't help it.

How could such a woman not know what happened in the outside world? In one year, countless casualties occurred in the four countries, all of which happened on the battlefield. She was tortured by cold poison during the year, and to put it bluntly, it was also because of her.

As soon as Shiwu came back, he heard the familiar voice and his familiar name, and his feet moved faster. When he rushed to the door, he saw a white male figure entering the room. Shiwu had already recognized that figure. .

But, what's the matter with that name? Fifteen looked at everything in front of him, and the master actually had a cold attack again. It's only half a month now. .But now that the mistress is back, is it getting better? .

"Mistress..." Fifteen called out uncertainly.

Mo Xiaoxiao's eye circles were red, and when she heard Fifteen's voice, she yelled angrily: "What are you doing in a daze, hurry up! He has a cold attack!"

Mo Xiaoxiao supported Ye Lingche's shoulders, the white clothes of the two were entangled together, the blood dripping on Mo Xiaoxiao's body hurt Mo Xiaoxiao's heart, how could she have thought that her insistence on going her own way made Ye Lingche become like this !

Fifteen shook his head, trying to control his tears: "Mistress, it's useless, if the master can't hold on, none of us can save him."

Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't help crying after hearing such words, and suddenly thought of her own internal strength, as long as Ye Lingche's body warmed up, she would definitely wake up: "Trash! Get out! Get out for me! I can Save him! Get out!" She is stronger than before, Ye Lingche, I will definitely save you. .

peng!The door was closed again, and Fifteen had no time to say anything. How could they not know such a simple truth, but it was too difficult to do it. The cold air in their master's body filled with them, and in the end it would only hurt them severely and the master was injured. "Don't! Mistress, you will get hurt, master will survive, don't!"

In the house, Mo Xiaoxiaoye and Lingche were sitting on the bed. Mo Xiaoxiao tried her best to get lucky. She couldn't care about anything else now, she just wanted to save Ye Lingche. The cold poison is the cold air in her body. Alright, Ye Lingche will be fine.

For an hour, for an entire hour, Ye Lingche's body temperature did not improve, Mo Xiaoye and Lingche both had a layer of frost on their faces, Mo Xiaoxiao was stunned, how could the cold be so severe. .Just when she was in such a daze, Mo Xiaoxiao felt a strong repulsion, and then she lost her mind

Cold poison, isn't it caused by cold air? .Why is it useless! "Ye Lingche! Wake up, I'm here, Mo Xiaoxiao is here, don't leave her, she has no one else but you... Please wake up..." Mo Xiaoxiao hugged Yeling weakly Che cried and called again and again, why, did her appearance make Ye Lingche like this? .

Suddenly, Ye Lingche, whose breath was already weak, stopped breathing.Just like that, without saying a word so suddenly.

Mo Xiaoxiao's eyes were bloodshot, how could this happen!Mo Xiaoxiao couldn't believe it, but it didn't work again and again: "Fifteen! Fifteen! Come quickly! Where's Fuchen, what about him! Hurry up and save Che. He's not breathing... Ye Lingche, No! I don't want it!"

At this moment, Mo Xiaoxiao is still Mo Xiaoxiao, she still loves Ye Lingche's Mo Xiaoxiao, she doesn't care about anything else, she just wants Ye Lingche to wake up.However, Ye Lingche closed his eyes tightly and refused to open them all the time. He didn't even have a word with Mo Xiaoxiao. It's been a year. Ye Lingche, why are you so cruel? You hate me so much when I show up. Are you so disgusted that you want to leave me!I do not want!
The eyelids of Fuchen, who was hundreds of miles away, kept twitching, so he couldn't help but pinch his fingers. "Bald Bird, hurry up! Kid Yelingche can't hold on anymore!"

(End of this chapter)