Oops,A Heaven Sent Bride!

With such a hug, Xia Xiwan woke up.

She slowly opened her eyes in his arms, her clear eyes clean, no tears, but also did not have the past bright style.

"If you don't sleep in a good bed, you should sleep on the balcony, eh?" Lu asked in a low voice.

"I can't sleep when I'm held by you."

Her soft voice spits out a few words. Lu Hanting's steps stop. He laughs at himself and makes a lonely tick of his thin lips, which are dry because of high fever. Now, does she reject him like this?

He held her and she couldn't sleep.

So, she secretly hid on the balcony to sleep alone.

Lu Hanting gently put her on the bed, then raised his hand and rubbed her hair, "wanwan, what do you want to eat? I'll let the cook do it."

Xia Xiwan raised her eyes and looked at Lu Hanting, "are you going to confine me again? Can't I go out again?"

It's all his people outside, guarding for 24 hours. Because last time she used a needle, she was easy to escape. So this time, the bodyguards outside were very cautious and would never give her a second chance.

"Wanwan, now the emperor is in troubled times. You can't go out during this time. The officials outside are covetous. Once you go out, it will fall into his hands. If he takes you back to Huaxi, it will be troublesome."

Xia Xiwan had already thought of it. Now there was Lu Hanting before and shangguanteng after, and they trapped her here.

I want to get out of here unless she has wings and can fly.

I didn't expect that she was trapped in such a dilemma, unable to move.

She has to get out.

She had to leave.

Xia Xiwan dropped the slender feather Jie, did not speak.

Her silence at the moment made Lu Hanting frown. He knew her so well that she would find a way to break the current predicament and escape.

She's so smart.

Lu Hanting sat by the bed and rubbed his handsome face against her cool little face. "Wanwan, what's the matter with me? I feel a little uncomfortable."

Xia Xiwan suddenly felt his burning body temperature, he had a high fever, estimated at least 42 degrees.

"Lu Hanting, you have a fever."

"Yes." Lu Hanting held her and stuck to her. His low voice showed a touch of coquetry. "I'm a patient now, and you're a doctor. You have to take care of me."

Like a feather gently across her heart lake, and then a circle after circle of ripples, she knew Lu Hanting strong overbearing, omnipotent, but now he is sick, a little weak holding her coquetry, to her care.

Xia Xiwan can guess that the knife she inserted in his heart last night was not dealt with in time. She went out to get wet again, and the wound became inflamed.

"Lu Hanting, go to the hospital. I'm a little tired. I'll wash my face first." Xia Xiwan got up and went to the bathroom.

"Wanwan!" Lu Hanting stretched out his big hand and grabbed her soft hand. "I'm really a little uncomfortable. Accompany me. Don't be so cold to me, OK?"

Xia Xiwan's white eyes are red again. She can't stay any longer. She's afraid that she won't be able to hold on to surrender in the next second.

Long pain is better than short pain.

"Lu Hanting, we are over. You are the one who won't end it." Finish saying Xia Xi Wan from his palm in the effort of draw back own small hand.

Lu felt that her hand was empty. She drew back her hand and entered the bathroom. The door was closed.