Princess Agents [Season 2]

Chapter 24

"Your Majesty! You can't move around!"

A series of exclamations followed, and his figure fell on the bed, and the blood of the mouth sprang from his mouth, like a koi being torn apart. She fell like a cube of ice, so the deep cold climbed up from the back, the door was closed, the sun was isolated, the light passed through the window paper, and it was screened into a mottled shadow. She stood outside the crowd and could not see him. The eyebrows of the eyebrows, only a white hand hanging from the quilt, white miserable, no trace of blood.

The sun gradually rose to the centre, and gradually fell to the west. A cold moon climbed the treetops, and a white light trail was sprinkled outside the hall of the heart of the instrument. The sand leaking from the inside of the temple was as if it was in the body. Life is like, slowly being pulled out.

A shiver of crying suddenly overflowed from the mouth of a white-haired old doctor. After the misty account, the woman's body image was a row of blue smoke, suddenly falling down, her eyes were turbid through the thick tabernacle. Clear, you can only see the swaying red candle in the faint.

When she woke up, she was still dead. She thought she was dreaming. However, when she saw Mei Xiang's surprised face, her heart suddenly burst into pain, and the shoes were not worn. She jumped out of bed when she opened the quilt.

"What about Chu girl?"

Outside the man's rushing voice, she ran out barefoot and looked pale as a ghost.

Sun Hao looked at her, and her look suddenly became so embarrassing. He quietly lowered his head and said softly: "Your Majesty wants to see you."

The Yixin Temple became quiet for a long time, silent and silent. She walked in all the way, through the layers of curtains, until she walked to his dragon bed, vaguely felt that he seemed to be integrated with this empty hall...

She crouched down on the couch, her fingers were cold, and she slowly extended her fingertips to his arm, but it shrank slightly, only feeling that his body was colder than herself, just like the Yanbei Plateau was not going all the year round. The snow, the glaciers that have remained unchanged.

Her breathing is so light, and the sound is like a butterfly wing that flies away in a blink of an eye, quietly in the temple:

"Xiao Ce, I have come to see you."

His eyelashes moved slightly, then opened, his eyes widened, and he looked at her quietly. His eyes were so quiet. It seemed to contain so much faintness. He reached out and tried to recruit her. , a faint smile, whispered: "Qiao Qiao..." (a/n: I cried while reading this part!!😭😭😭😭😭😭😭)

Chu Qiao's tears burst out and slowly grabbed his hand. Only a few days later, he actually lost his weight and became a bone. There were a strong sorrow and grief in her throat, and her voice could not be heard, and her tears rolled down.

His eyebrows picked up slightly, stretched out his fingers, gently swept her cold cheeks and smiled and said, "Don't cry -"

"it's all my fault."

Her tears fell line by line, her fingertips with a cold bleak: "I promised to stay with you, I should not go out."

Xiao Ce suddenly smiled. He lay flat on the bed and looked at the complicated pattern on the top of the bed. It was embroidered with a golden plaque of Wanshou, and it covered the entire dragon bed. His voice was calm and calm, without a trace of anger, quietly said: "How can you blame you, that is my mother, who..."

Suddenly, he suddenly gasped and his voice was fragile and powerless. Chujo was so scared that he was looking for a doctor, but he was firmly grasped by him. The strength on his wrist was so large that it was almost impossible to imagine that it was a seriously injured person.