The Anarchic Consort of the Prince

"I abandon you, no matter you, you are satisfied? Are you happy?" Yun Qianyue's lips flicked into a line, and suddenly said one by one, "Okay! I give you up!"

Rong Jing shuddered.

Yun Qingyue didn't look at him again, turned around and left, his back straight.

"Yun Qianyue!" Rong Jing shouted suddenly, and the sitting body stood up. He had just stood together, and suddenly a spur of blood spurted out, and his body fell to the ground.

Yun Qingyue was startled and turned back suddenly. The thin, tall and graceful figure collapsed like Yushan in the past. The bright red blood on his chest burned her eyes. Her pupil shrank sharply and turned to him. Ran away.

But even if she was fast, it was not as fast as he fell.

With a bang, he fell to the grass.

Yun Qianyue only felt that her heart was cut a deep mouth in this instant, and that mouth was like a mountain that was severely split by a mountain stream, split at the heart of her. With a bang, her head was dizzy, and Venus was flying in front of her. Suddenly she could not see anything at that moment. She settled down and slowly squatted down, hugging Rongjing's body tremblingly, her voice was so dumb. No matter how dumb, it can't be too light, "Rongjing..."

Rong Jing closed his eyes motionlessly, apparently passed out.

Yun Qianyue shivered and reached out to give Rong Jing a pulse. Her hand just touched his pulse and shrank suddenly. She shouted to Rong Feng in a dumb voice, "Rong Feng, come here!"

Rong Feng heard Yun Qingyue's shouts and hurried to her, seeing the situation in front of her changed.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue also came together and saw the situation in front of them also changed greatly, "Miss, Jing Shizi..."

"Hurry and take him back to the house!" Rong Feng took the opportunity to stand up and stooped to hug Rong Jing.

Yun Qingyue nodded, stood up, her legs were a little soft, and could not support her body. She just fell to the ground as soon as she stood up, and Ling Lian helped her. Rong Feng glanced back and said to Ling Lian: "Bring your lady!"

Ling Lian responded, Rong Feng toeed lightly, and took Rong Jingfei away from the Purple Maple Forest. Ling Lian followed Yun Qingyue behind Rong Feng. Yi Xue glanced at the blood stains on the ground, picked up the piece of jade falling on the ground, and quickly left.

The speed of returning to the city was much faster than when he came, and he came to the gate smoothly along the way.

At this time, Qingran had also come out of the palace, patrolling the city, standing on the wall of the east city and watching the flow of people in and out of the gate. When he saw several familiar voices entering the city one after another, such as a few clouds of smoke, he was startled, his eyes thoughtfully followed the direction of those several figures away for a moment, and suddenly the tiptoe tapped and left. The city wall was heading towards the cloud king's palace.

Rong Feng took Rong Jing to the Cloud King's Mansion, leapt over the high wall, and went straight back to Qianyue Pavilion. Ling Lian and Yun Qingyue also came back later, a group of people entered the room, Rong Feng put Rong Jing on the bed.

Yun Qingyue pushed away Ling Lian, came to the bed a few steps, grabbed Rong Jing's hand, and said anxiously to Rong Feng: "Rong Feng, you will give him a pulse, he... how could he suffer Cangting's martial arts skills are so high, can he be injured like this?"

"Yue'er, don't worry!" Rong Feng looked calm. "I'll give Jing Shizi a pulse first!"

Yun Qingyue nodded in a panic, leaning half on the bed beside the bed, holding Rong Jing's hand without releasing.

Rong Feng could only take the pulse of Rong Jing's hand that was not held by Yun Qiangyue. As soon as his finger touched the pulse, his brows frowned deeply.

Yun Qingyue looked at Rong Jing's face for a moment, lying on the bed at this time, only to see that his face was abnormally pale, and there were blood stains on the corners of her lips. She remembered that she turned around and saw that he spit out the blood and collapsed In the case of the situation, the heart is up, so painful that I can't hurt myself. She regretted her death at this time, and she should pull him back to the house as soon as she arrived at Zifenglin, and should not anger her with anger. It's such a trivial matter, what a big deal! In the love of two people, one of them must always take a step back, as long as he is good, smiles gently at her, and snuggles up, what if she takes a step back? She has the experience of two lifetimes, so what if you let him give up? How about coaxing him more? He could be angry and cold on her face, much better than he was lying here.

"I was physically weak, my blood was deficient, and I was overworked, so I couldn't rest. And I was injured about two days ago. I didn't adjust myself. I was running around day and night. I was too tired and overwhelmed. , Hurt the heart. New injuries plus old injuries will be the case." Rong Feng put down his hand, said to Yun Qianyue.

Yun Qianyue held Rong Jing's hand tight, and according to Xian Ge, he caught cold and hot when he came out of the capital to control water in the rain that day. Later, it was only a few days, and he hadn't rested well. These days, the water control was endless day and night. disease. Was it hit hard two days ago? That's how you started working with people on the way back from Hegu County? Without conditioning, he actually started with Cang Ting again, no wonder he was so injured. She looked at Rong Feng, her face paler than Rong Jing's, "Give him a prescription!"

Rong Feng nodded and got up and walked to the table.

Ling Lian and Yi Xue were horrified in their hearts, and hurried to Rong Feng to wait and write.

Yun Qianyue held Rong Jing's other hand in his hand too, thinking of him running back and forth for a thousand miles, he was too late to adjust to the injury. It was about wanting to celebrate Mid-Autumn Festival with her, but she actually... she lowered her head and turned her face Buried in his hands, the warm hands of the past were cool and cool, and even a hint of chill, he could not imagine how he regained that piece of jade from the hands of Cang Ting under the condition of being injured and exhausted. of……

Tears slipped down the corners of the eyes, one drop at a time, silently.

Rong Feng handed the prescription to Ling Lian and Yi Xue, and the two took the prescription and walked away immediately. He turned to look at the bed, Yun Qingyue's shoulder twitched slightly, he stepped up and put his hand on her shoulder, gently patted it twice, gently comforting, "Yue'er, Jing Shizi was injured It’s heavier, but it’s ten million times lighter than his previous cold poisonous disease. Don’t worry, it’s good to cultivate for a few days.”

Yun Qingyue nodded, his face still buried in Rong Jing's hands, and his palms were soaked with tears.

Rong Feng looked at Yun Qingyue and looked at the unconscious Rongjing on the bed again. He seemed to sigh and turned and walked out of the door.

The room was quiet, and Yun Qiangyue's tears remained silent.

I don't know how long after that, a dull voice sounded, very soft, "Don't cry!"

Yun Qianyue's body stiffened, and the sound was like a natural sound. She wanted to look up, and her buried face could not be lifted.

"I said stop crying..." Rong Jing's hand moved.

Yun Qingyue's hands were clenched, and when she heard such a voice, not only did her tears flow, but she shed more fiercely.

"You... hey..." Rong Jing sighed softly, his tone seemed to be infinitely helpless and spoiled, "Yun Qianyue, why didn't I know you cry so much before! Like a crying ghost."

Yun Qingyue suddenly raised her head, her eyes were shrouded in tears, like the dense smoke rain in Jiangnan, she covered a rain curtain in front of her eyes. She pulled the corner of her mouth and made no sound. I twitched again, and finally made a noise, but my voice was so dumb, "I'm a crying ghost! What about?"

Rong Jing looked at Yun Qianyue’s small face with tears in his face, and his heart was tight. She broke free of her and clutched his hand to wipe her tears, but found that both of his hands were tear marks, and fell helplessly. Echoed, "Yes, you are a crying ghost, and I'm almost drowned!"

"What's wrong with crying ghosts?" Yun Qingyue wiped her eyes with her hands, and her hands were also in tears.

"Crybaby is nothing good!" Rong Jing looked at her, a little crying and laughing.

"You have the ability to scare me, why don't you let me cry?" Yun Qianyue looked at Rong Jing with red eyes. When she opened her eyes, her eyes flowed out again. "If you scare me, are you happy?"

Rong Jing raised his head to touch Yun Qianyue's face, and said distressedly: "I'm not good, don't cry!"

"Where are you bad? You are not bad, it's all me bad." Yun Qingyue lowered her eyelashes, tears like broken beads.

Rong Jing put his hands down, supported himself, and took Yun Qianyue into his arms. His tone was pitiful. "I'm not good, I shouldn't be angry with you, I shouldn't be angry with you, I shouldn't... "

Yun Qianyue shook his head and reached over his mouth to cover his mouth. The silent tears suddenly couldn't help crying. After so many days, I missed the flooding, and she remembered the portraits that Rong Jing wrote to her, and the two clay figures he pinched...

Rong Jing held his mouth and hugged Yun Qianyue tightly. After a few moments, her crying continued. He took her hand away and said helplessly, "Yun Qianyue, don't you need money for tears? Don't cry, okay?" "

"Who said no money? My tears are very precious!" Yun Qingyue choked with a sore voice.

"Since Jin Gui, don't cry! It's a waste of crying!" Rong Jing reached out and patted her. Yun Qianyue didn't seem to hear it. He seemed to have to shed all the tears these days. He said helplessly: "Although I have been thinking before You don’t have to be so strong, you will cut your teeth and bleed into your stomach with blood and tears, and one day you will cry in my arms, I will hold you and make you cry enough, but now you cry like this, I really feel bad, Don't cry anymore!"

"Cry, let your heart hurt and die." Yun Qianyue heard crying even more.

"You... I can't help you." Rong Jing sighed helplessly and discussed: "I will do everything for you in the future, just ask you not to cry. Okay?"

"Not good!" Yun Qianyue shook her head and said in a breath: "You should respond to me in everything, you are not Rongjing!"

Rong Jing heard a chuckle, reached out and scraped Yun Qingyue's nose, and said with a smile: "Yu Zishu is very good, don't look at you for two lifetimes, in fact, it's just a child. But he feels better than anyone Old, actually it’s not true, you still need people to care for you everywhere.

Thinking of Xiaoqi, Yun Qingyue immediately stopped crying and asked, "Have you lost his clothes?"

"I lost it! Not only did I lose my clothes, I also gave him a piece of jade wishful carving by the ancestor Rong Wang of the cloud king's house." Rong Jingdao said.