Cute little demon: emperor, please spare me

"Qingluo, let's go..." at this time, my sister-in-law called her name.

Xia Qingluo could only follow her sister-in-law in a muddle headed way. She took a melancholy look at the surrounding environment. It was an ordinary village and could not be in an ordinary village.

Row upon row of low farmhouses, the bluestone slabs under their feet have been broken, the roads are winding, and the curling smoke rises in the distance, and the crowing sound of cocks can be heard from time to time.

"Aunt Xia..." suddenly a crisp voice sounded. Xia Qingluo looked along the voice and found that it was an eight or nine year old boy.

It doesn't matter. Shocked, her chin is about to fall off. The little boy in front of her is either someone else or the one saved by Xia Qingluo.

Xia Qingluo's eyes widened. She looked at the little boy with a frightened face.

The eyebrows and eyes are delicate and picturesque, vaguely like a shadow of clear clouds.

A terrible thought came to my mind.

God, is this yunqingrang's son?

Tianlei rolling is not enough to describe Xia Qingluo's mood at this moment.

She felt that she was about to rush out in a second. Holding the little boy's shoulder, the crazy lion roared, "who the hell are you?"

However, looking at the familiar star eyes, even if they haven't opened yet, it's not difficult to see how gorgeous the child will be.

The little boy looked at Xia Qingluo and suddenly burst into a big smile. There were a pair of small dimples at the corners of his mouth, "sister Qingluo."

Before Xia Qingluo was talking, her sister-in-law said with concern, "Jueming, are you better? Be careful next time. Don't play by the river."

"It's been half a month and it's all right." the little boy patted his chest proudly to prove that he was very strong.

But Xia Qingluo looked at him with some complexity. The cloud boy mentioned by her brother and sister-in-law just now must be him. What the hell is this.

How did it fall into the river half a month ago, and how did it become what Dr. Zhang could save.

She saved it, and for her, it happened half an hour ago.

She can't react at all.

Xia Qingluo tried not to give up. "Was that Doctor Zhang who saved you?"

"Yes." the little boy named Yun Jueming nodded heavily, "Uncle Zhang saved me!"

But while talking, the crowd in front suddenly screamed, and then ran frantically around. Many vegetables drying in various houses were knocked away by people fleeing everywhere.

I saw a high headed horse out of control running frantically in their direction. The hoof wind was so strong that many people screamed.

Seeing that the runaway horse will affect Yun Jueming, he is still standing in a daze.

Looking at the face similar to Yunqing's, Xia Qingluo's head was hot, and her body instinctively rushed out and pushed yunjueming away.

She stumbled and fell to the ground. At the last moment, she saw that the horse's hoof was about to trample on her.

Her ears were buzzing and her body was completely stiff.

Just then her eyes suddenly darkened.

When Xia Qingluo opened her eyes, she found herself lying in bed. At this time, the cold moonlight quietly entered the house and sprinkled soft light on the ground. Was she saved?

How long has she been in a coma? When she thought about it, she felt suffocated. She planted it on the child twice, but she completely responded to the * * spirit.

Xia Qingluo struggled to remember, and there was no imagined pain all over her. Just as she stood up, suddenly someone pushed the door and walked in.