Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

Lengqiu goes to find Feng Ruyan. He wants to tell her the good news.

When she arrived at Zhuyun Pavilion, Feng Ruyan already knew.

But it's hard to suppress the excitement.

Until she shed a tear, she knew it all seemed to be over.

When lengqiu was leaving, Feng Ruyan told lengqiu not to tell the young master that she took the medicine to revive him.

Feng Ruyan flashed a touch of melancholy at the bottom of her eyes. She shook her head as if she were waving away the melancholy twining in her heart.

He was walking towards the hospital. Suddenly, his brain hurt for no reason.

A feeling like a needle, like a tide, hit her nerves in turn in her brain

Feng Ruyan subconsciously covered her head, closed her eyes and bit her lips.

Fortunately, the young lady was taking a lunch break, and Qiuhe, who was working outside, noticed her strange and threw down the broom in her hand, "sister Yan'er."

People have also run to Feng Ruyan from the corridor, holding Feng Ruyan with one hand, looking down at Feng Ruyan's face and wondering what happened to her.

The little girl was also frightened. Feng Ruyan pulled Qiu He's sleeve, hurriedly stopped Qiu He with her eyes, and then whispered, "don't disturb miss..."

Then he gasped, and the sweat drops on his forehead fell like water.

She was afraid that the young lady would ask her when she woke up. She didn't know how to explain, so she told Qiu He to help her to the back of the room.

No one there will notice her.

There is a flower bed behind the house. There is a small pavilion. There are many flowers in the flower bed. There is a swing frame next to the flower bed. Autumn lotus holds Feng Ruyan into the pavilion.

It feels much cooler here.

There was also a gust of wind blowing with the fragrance of flowers, but no one was in the mood to enjoy the flowers at this time. Qiu He looked at Feng Ruyan anxiously, "sister Yan'er, you sweat a lot."

His face was pale, and his clothes were as wet as water.

Qiu he wondered that although it was April, it was not time for scorching sun?

Feng Ruyan felt a whirl of pain at this time, and her eyes blackened

She wanted to cry out for pain.

Feng Ruyan's painful facial features have changed, the green tendons on her forehead burst, and the blood vessels can be seen clearly.

But we should restrain ourselves and don't want to scare Qiu He.

Her biting lips were bitten, "Qiuhe... I want to be alone... Go and see if the young lady is awake."

Qiu he was still frightened and didn't know what to do. His voice trembled, "sister Yan'er, are you sick? I'll invite a doctor?"

Feng Ruyan grabbed Qiu He who was going to leave and squeezed out a few words from her throat, "no, I'm an old problem. I'll be fine in a minute..."

Qiu He looked at Feng Ruyan tearfully, "sister Yan'er, are you... Really okay?"

Autumn lotus suddenly remembered her memory of being beaten by Liu Meiyun.

Like Feng Ruyan now, life is better than death.

Looking up at the autumn lotus, Feng Ruyan was very frightened. In order to comfort the autumn lotus, she squeezed out a little smile. "It'll be all right in a moment. Go back."

"Sister Yan'er, shall I stay with you for a while?"

Autumn lotus heart is still a little uneasy.

Feng Ruyan had an idea, "Qiuhe... You heard the lady call you."

Qiu He looked back and was stunned, "isn't he?"

After listening for a while, Feng Ruyan urged her again and again, turned and said, "then I... Go back."

Qiuhe sees Feng Ruyan and insists. Although she is worried, she still leaves obediently.

If Qiu he doesn't leave, she can't exercise her Kung Fu.

Feng Ruyan sighed and sent out her aura to adjust to the center of her eyebrows.

This kind of pain, just like the thunder robbery she suffered at the beginning, was like bursting pain.

It must be the little Pluto who is fostered in the divine consciousness that is making trouble.

The aura was transported to the center of the eyebrow. The index finger of her right hand lit her temple, trying to restrain the Yin Qi moving in her divine consciousness.

The little Pluto entered Feng Ruyan's divine consciousness, just like a fish in the water, like a fish in water, and his body grew madly.

Every time Feng Ruyan was in severe pain, it was the little Pluto growing up.

Every inch he grows, his Yin Qi is strong, and Feng Ruyan's divine sense should not only protect his aura from being damaged by the growing Yin Qi, but also provide for the physical development needs of little Pluto.

Therefore, the little Pluto was surrounded by aura and impacted

Feng Ruyan pulls out the aura and injects it into the divine consciousness to resist the growing little Pluto.

After a while, the pain gradually weakened. It turned out that the little Pluto fell asleep in the divine consciousness and was quiet. Her head didn't hurt so much

When Feng Ruyan was suffering, Zhou Mohan seemed to feel something.

The shadow of a little girl holding her head, lowering her head and moaning constantly flashed in his mind.

He can't see who the little girl is.

But his heart hurts for no reason.

The face as beautiful as God flashed a trace of pain.

In wuxuanzhai, there was a woman sitting on a carved chair with a white silk handkerchief in her small hand, secretly meowing and lying in the stunned Zhou Mohan from time to time.

She was wearing a plain dress, with a fine gold hairpin at the temples, an oval face, big eyes, skin better than snow, and hair as smooth as black clouds.

Lips like red flowers, looking around, looking at Zhou Mohan who has woken up affectionately, "cousin, you finally wake up."

The girl's voice is as gentle as oriole, and every frown and smile shows the style of a young lady.

Her name is Shen Ruoxi. She is Zhou Mohan's cousin. I heard that Zhou Mohan was ill. She arrived at Hou's house yesterday, but she has been in her aunt Shen's room.

Just now, mother Chang beside her aunt helped the unconscious Shen back to the room. She learned that young master Mohan woke up and came in a hurry.

Shen Ruoxi looked at Zhou Mohan's appearance and was in a state of panic. She frowned: why didn't my cousin speak? She kept asking him if he was ok, but my cousin didn't seem to see her when she was like air.

There were some emotions in her heart, and she didn't dare to say it, because Shen Ruoxi knew that she was a cousin, but a cold faced devil, who was always unsmiling. On the face that people would forget to breathe, you would never see what he was thinking.

Just like now.

Zhou Mohan pulled the brocade quilt with his hand, then raised his head and looked at Shen Ruoxi, "Ruoxi, when did you come?"

Shen Ruoxi felt a mouthful of blood in her heart and almost spit it out.

She has been sitting in this bedroom for almost an hour.

Fortunately, she noticed that Shen Ruoxi took a silk handkerchief, covered her mouth and sipped. Then she still put on the style of a lady, "it's been a while."

Shen Ruoxi replied and bowed her head.

Her mother told her that girls should be reserved. Even if she really liked her cousin in her heart, she could still be calm when she saw Zhou Mohan.