The bright moon sits on the ground

When Ji Wanghe was roughly dragged from the bed, he didn't even have time to realize who this person was.

His first instinct was to fight.

Of course, it was cursing and hands-on.

Then Fang Qisheng's sword lay across his neck like this, and he shivered from the cold. Only then did he wake up for a while, and calmly pushed the little white cat sleeping on the inside, until it It wakes up with a start.

Xiaobai was about to lose his temper, when Fang Qisheng glanced at it coldly, the shriek that had just reached his mouth dropped instantly, and he yelped twice in a low voice, "Meow meow meow", and shrank into a ball of fluff The fluffy ball, only showing a pair of aggrieved blue eyes, did not move.

With swollen eyes from lack of sleep, Ji Wanghe frowned and reprimanded: "Fang Qisheng, you don't accompany your little lover in the middle of the night, why are you running into my room? Don't you know that I can't sleep well lately? You wait,? I'm going to report—"

"It's my little lover." Fang Qisheng's voice was very hoarse, hoarse and deep, "There is something wrong with him."

After a pause, he ordered again: "Bring what you need,? Come with me and have a look."

Dian Dan poked his head out from behind Fang Qisheng, and sang a white face: "Master Ji, please come with us."

Ji Wanghe yawned, wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes, and looked carefully at Fang Qisheng's face, which was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and immediately realized that he had become a "beautiful face" in a fit of anger, so he couldn't help but sneered, but he didn't know what to do. Didn't say anything, just complained: "The makeup on my face has been removed, and you still want me to go out with this appearance? Wait for me first..."

Wait a shit.

Fang Qisheng took Ji Wanghe's ribbon from the chair next to him, and his eyes signaled that if he didn't leave, he would use force.

The ribbon was very expensive, and it was made from the Western Regions. It came from the depths of the desert and passed through mountains and rivers before it reached his hands.

Ji Wanghe felt sorry for his ribbon, no matter how much he cursed, he had no choice but to compromise, pulled a veil to cover his face, and then stepped out of the house specially prepared for Suzaku Gate with them - the others must have heard the movement , one and two pretending to be sleeping are more like anyone else.Ji Wanghe gritted his teeth and thought, he would pick up this group of lazy disciples to gather medicine before dawn.

Fang Qisheng lived in a separate courtyard, and there were very few people there on weekdays, so it was convenient for the wildly growing flowers and plants in the courtyard. Even though it was late autumn, he still held his head up, exuding a refreshing atmosphere in the foggy sky. aroma.

The wind in the middle of the night is very cool, as long as you inhale it, your mind can wake up in an instant.

Walking through the corridor and turning around a few turns, it is his room.

The moment the door was pushed open, everyone smelled a strong smell of blood.

The carpet, the chair, and the wooden table were all covered with dark red blood, which had solidified into a twisted and weird shape.

Fang Qisheng was in a hurry to persuade Nie Qiu before, and then he was in a hurry to find a doctor. He didn't have time to pay attention to these things, but just glanced at them briefly. At this time, he lit a candle and illuminated the situation in the room, so he couldn't help but gasped. My heart is pulled up.

Because there was too much blood, as if half of the blood in an adult's body had been emptied.

Even Ji Wanghe couldn't help swallowing, his voice slowed down a lot, and he asked doubtfully, "Are you sure he's still alive?"

Could it be that Fang Qisheng himself refused to accept the facts, so he used this pretense to trick them into treating a dead person?

Fang Qisheng suddenly turned his head to look at him, evidently having murderous intentions, gritted his teeth and said, "Ji Wanghe, if you say another word to me, I will let you know how much torture I have learned from Chang Jinyu before." s method."

Ji Wanghe's fingertips trembled, and he didn't know what to think of. A rare look of fear appeared on his face, and he didn't speak easily after that.

Lifting the bed curtain, Fang Qisheng found that Nie Qiu woke up after hearing the movement, and was looking at him in a daze. His face and body were covered with blood, and he could no longer distinguish his face, so he could only use those curved peach blossom eyes to see him. Identify who this is.

He bent down, gently stroked the broken hair on the side of Nie Qiu's face behind his ears, and coaxed: "Hold back the sleepiness, ask them to show you first, and sleep after they leave, okay? Nie Qiu?"

Nie Qiu was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand to hook Fang Qisheng's little finger, and agreed.

Seeing that he refused to let go, Dian Dan acquiesced, and Fang Qisheng acquiesced, so he and Ji Wanghe glanced at each other, sighing secretly in their hearts, so they had no choice but to stand in their position, reluctantly standing by the bed to take Nie Qiu's pulse and see the wound .

Actually, Nie Qiu wasn't asleep at all.

Although his body felt sleepy, his spirit did not allow him to fall asleep so easily.

He didn't know if the Three Pot Moons really took effect, and how effective they were, and he didn't know if he would die again in the next moment.

Before, it was because I was thinking about Fang Qisheng and wanted him to have at least someone he could rely on for the rest of his life, so I said "worth it", even the strong pain was bearable.But he didn't expect Tiandao to attack suddenly, this was his mistake.

Now it is because I walked on the edge of life and death that I really feel scared-not to mention the weird red moon, nor the disappearing round of crescent moon on the trace of the three pots of moon, just after seeing Fang Qisheng Nie Qiu understood something.

It was because he was too selfish, thought too simply, and didn't think carefully about Fang Qisheng's thoughts.

For Fang Qisheng, Nie Qiu couldn't replace Chang Jinyu, and likewise, Chang Jinyu couldn't replace Nie Qiu either.

Nie Qiu pulled Fang Qisheng's fingers tightly, and Fang Qisheng quickly sensed his emotional fluctuations. He thought he was afraid, so he put his other hand on it and said, "Don't be nervous. No matter what you got It doesn't matter if you are sick, even if you capture Xiao Wuyin, even if you capture all the doctors from the Holy Medicine Pavilion, you can always be cured."

I am afraid.

But that's not what I'm afraid of.

Nie Qiu's throat tightened slightly, and he sighed softly.

What he was afraid of was what would happen to Fang Qisheng if Sanhuyue didn't work just now and he really died.

What he is afraid of is that the shadow of heaven will always cover his heart in the future, unknown and secret things are all hidden in the dark, and whether he can protect Fang Qisheng from these things and keep him from Calamity pain.

What he was afraid of was that he would delay Fang Qisheng and drag him into the surging tide that he shouldn't have been in contact with.

At the beginning, he recklessly and bluntly revealed his heart, and asked Fang Qisheng if he would like to spend the rest of his life with him, Nie Qiu.

Nie Qiu thought, he regretted it a little.

But Nie Qiu was asked to think about the way they should get along with each other, but he couldn't figure it out.

Fang Qisheng waited for a while before Nie Qiu responded.

"I'm sorry." His voice was soft, but his words were as sharp as a blade, "Shengsheng, I'm sorry for you."

If it weren't for worrying about Nie Qiu's body, Fang Qisheng would have wanted to get angry with him at this time.

Enduring and enduring, Fang Qisheng had no choice but to suppress his anger, paused every word, and said: "You have nothing to do to me. If you really feel remorse and self-blame, then you will compensate me for the rest of your life. You are not allowed to take him back."

Nie Qiu never makes unnecessary promises.

If he can't do it, he will say he can't do it.

But this time, he didn't hesitate any more, and he didn't prevaricate Fang Qisheng with other words.

Nie Qiu gently pressed Fang Qisheng's reddened eyes with his fingertips, looked at him seriously, and promised him: "Okay."

"Wherever I go, I'll come back to you," he said. "So don't be mad at me, okay?"

Before Fang Qisheng could answer, Dian Dan and Ji Wanghe, who had been waiting beside him for a long time, couldn't help it.

Dian Dan really didn't dare to pull out his teeth, but Ji Wanghe elbowed him for a long time, his waist was sore and numb, so he had no choice but to succumb to the majesty of the master of Zhuquemen, coughed twice, and called out: " Master Fang."

Before Fang Qisheng could speak, he quickly stated the conclusion he had just reached: "After I took the pulse of Priest Nie, I found that he was in good health. Although his body was covered with blood, he didn't have any wounds. Everything normal."

"So, the blood shouldn't be from Nie Qiu."

Ji Wanghe summed it up concisely, but his tone seemed to say, "What kind of bitter drama are you two putting on here?".

"If there is nothing else, then I'll go back." He said, with his swollen eyes, he rushed back to catch up on sleep.

Dian Dan hesitated for a moment, clasped his fists at Fang Qisheng and Nie Qiu, and then retreated.

After Ji Wanghe and Diandan left noisily, there were only the two of them left in the room.

"I'll ask you about these things after you wake up." Fang Qisheng was obviously relieved, his frown gradually loosened, and then Nie Qiu said before, denying the previous anger, "I'm not angry .”

Nie Qiu responded, and slid his fingers down to untie Fang Qisheng's robe.

There was still darkness on his body, and the corners of his robe and the front of his clothes were cold, and Nie Qiu was not much better, so he could only put his hands on his neck and cover him, and while taking Fang Qisheng to the bed, he said, "Well , you are not angry, then give me a kiss."

OK, let's kiss then.

Fang Qisheng was lying on the bed, he could touch Nie Qiu by turning his face sideways, so he kissed him in this position.

When he tasted the fishy and sweet smell, he vaguely felt that it was Nie Qiu's blood, and his heart trembled, he didn't dare to kiss deeply.

It's time to go to bed now, I've finished what I need to say, and I kissed you too, right?

Nie Qiu just doesn't.

Fang Qisheng was still recalling the scene just now in his mind, and before he even got sleepy, he heard a sound of cloth rubbing against the bedding, as fine as stitches, soft and soft, followed by Nie Qiu suddenly close to the body.

They had never been this close before when they slept together.

Nie Qiu almost nestled into Fang Qisheng's arms, with the tip of his nose against his shoulder, his forehead against his neck, and breathing shallowly, as if only this posture could give him a sense of security. After a while, he put his arms around Fang Qisheng's waist and hugged him. After a lot of tossing, he closed his eyes contentedly.

Was he ever this clingy before?

Fang Qisheng was thinking wildly, and was not in the mood to think about what Nie Qiu said before. He touched his back, sniffed the faint but alluring fragrance, and gradually sank into a dream.