One tree blooms for Ika

Naturally, no one can pity Qingxuan's bitterness today, no one can think about it, and it's also something he can't love?The bone-piercing pain of the cold wind had already submerged into Qingxuan's body, and it swallowed up the nostalgia for Xue Haoran earlier!

At this time, suddenly heard the low voice of coughing, coughing, hoarse from the depths of the soul, Qingxuan is like a kite that has broken the ties of the world, only hates the impermanence of the world, and everything is involuntary.

On the other side, An Ran, who was waiting bitterly, had her heart turned a thousand times, and her body curled into a ball unconsciously because of the cold.After a night of fruitlessness, An Ran left sadly.An Ran looked at the closed cold and bloodthirsty gate of Situ Mansion for the last time. Although An Ran felt pity for the Qingxuan son, she finally nodded her head.An Ran would not stick around outside Situ's mansion, looking for an inexplicable throbbing that she knew was fruitless.

In the early morning of the next day, the cold wind was still blowing, causing pain like a knife on his face.Qingxuan in the firewood room, because of last night's bedtime service, his body was not cleaned up in time, plus he was suffering from old illnesses, and after being blown by the cold wind all night, he already had a high fever and was unconscious.

Around noon, Zhu Gui, Xue Fei's head servant, served Xue Fei early to rest because Xue Fei wanted to eat stinky tofu three miles away from the capital.And Zhu Gui quietly left the palace gate alone in casual clothes.

At the same time, Situ Minglang stretched his waist, and said to his housekeeper in a ferocious tone: "Go and see what happened to the rotten dog that was thrown into the woodshed last night?" Don't get up and serve me!"

The butler led the order to go, and Situ Minglang stood with his hands behind his back, with bulging veins on his face, he looked like someone not easy to provoke.However, in the firewood room on the other side, Qing Xuan had already fallen into a coma.When the housekeeper saw it, he still turned a blind eye and forced Qingxuan to be dragged out of the firewood room and carried to Situ Minglang's room.

"My lord, someone has brought it!" the housekeeper said softly.

"Well, let's go down!" A clear voice sounded coolly.

I saw that Situ Minglang, who was holding his hands behind his back, turned around slowly, and it was a sick man in front of him!Situ Minglang's heart was boiling with anger and restlessness!

With a loud bump, Situ Minglang leaned forward, tightly grasping Qingxuan's three thousand strands of hair with both hands, and tugged forcefully.The heart-piercing pain caused Qingxuan to groan in a low voice.

"En", Qing Xuan's voice sounded.

It was this unintentional "en", the sound, that completely aroused the tyrannical cells in Situ Minglang's body.I saw that he forcefully broke Qingxuan's legs into a big character shape, without any pain, he pushed hard.Little Situ Minglang squeezed into Qingxuan's body abruptly.

A heart-piercing pain entangled the painful Qingxuan.It made Qingxuan half-awake to pull back a sliver of sanity.

Qingxuan said confusedly: "Haoran, save me! It hurts so much!" Situ Minglang was still working on Qingxuan.His sword eyebrows were erected, and his anger was rising.

I saw that he tortured Qingxuan vigorously, leaving no room for it.Pain, pain... The heart-piercing pain in his body made Qingxuan faint, so he splashed water again, and then *.

Qing Xuan's aura gradually weakened.

After Situ Minglang felt comfortable, he turned his head to look at Qingxuan's miserable face, and his heart was full of disgust.

"Come on, throw this damned rotten dog to the mass grave." Ming Lang said angrily.

So, a servant came and dragged Qingxuan out without mercy, as if he was holding a worn-out rag, without any sense of pity.Just such a fresh life, in the blink of an eye, is like an ant, being trampled upon by others.

At the same time, Zhu Gui was carrying the stinky tofu for Queen Xue, and was walking back with a lot of thoughts.He looked up at the depression in his eyes, and felt that his heart was so beautiful that it had already withered at the moment he fell in love with Xue Fei.However, it is rare in life to dare to love someone, lowered his head and glanced at his mutilated body in disgust, Zhu Gui silently shed tears.In an instant, tears blurred his eyes, and it was already misty and rainy.

Because Zhu Gui was dressed in ordinary casual clothes, and because of the arrogance and domineering under Situ Minglang's subordinates.No, because Zhu Gui was sad about his withered and fruitless love, he accidentally stepped on a crooked stone, only to hear a plop, and Zhu Gui fell down the path.After a few flips, what Zhu Gui fell was a hungry wolf, it was too horrible to look at!

Just at this moment, the servant in Situ's mansion was about to carry the unconscious Qingxuan and throw him into the mass grave.These two young men are usually used to being domineering, relying on Situ Mingming's face, they are always arrogant.So, the two young men were carrying a person, watching a person fall from the top, and the fall was not easy, but the young men were very happy.

The laughter continued, harsh and ugly.Zhu Gui frowned, his face was already bruised and purple.After the two boys finished laughing, only one of them said: "Which blind and unlucky guy is this, brother, tell me, since we met, let's just bury it together!"

The other boy is also a single-celled creature without a brain, and he followed suit and said: "Enen, what the elder brother said is very true!" These two boys are very fast, but no matter how fast they are in the palace Zhu Gui, who has been struggling in the inner courtyard for so many years.In terms of vigor, these two servants are really no match for Zhu Gui.

I saw that Zhu Gui's cold eyes blinked past, and his eyes were full of ruthless charm. "If you want to bury me, Zhu Gui, you don't want to weigh how much you are?" Zhu Gui sneered and got up from the ground all at once.

Zhu Gui patted the dust on his body slowly, and said sharply: "Hey, let me see who got kicked in the head by a donkey today, and suddenly became bolder?", because of his father-in-law's unique voice.Therefore, as soon as Zhu Gui opened his mouth, there was a strange tone that belonged to the superior and mixed with sissy, which frightened the hearts of the two young men.

Zhu Gui laughed lowly, although the two servants were a little scared, they were still bold enough not to take Zhu Gui seriously.With a cold smile on the corner of Zhu Gui's mouth, he slowly took out a waist card from his waist and wrote four large characters on it clearly.

When the two boys saw it, they fell to their knees with a plop, too frightened to breathe. "Get lost!" Zhu Gui said. After 1 minute, Zhu Gui suddenly said: "Wait, send this person to Ting Yuxuan first.

"Yes," they both replied at the same time.

After the two boys left, Zhu Gui slapped his forehead and thought to himself: What a bad day, and for some reason, he begged a fainted person for no reason.Why!It seemed that he was in trouble again.Zhu Gui glanced at the squashed stinky tofu in the distance again, and could only sigh and said: "Forget it, that's all. That person's life should not die! Let everything go as it pleases!", "Hey, it's getting late, hurry up It's time, or I really have to wait until night before returning to the palace.

At the same time, those two young servants didn't know where Ting Yuxuan was or where it was.I had no choice but to inquire along the way, only to find out that Ting Yuxuan belongs to the other courtyard of Zuihong Yuan, which is the residence of the petty officials.

After the two servants hastily handed over Qingxuan to Ting Yuxuan's steward, they returned a few words to Situ Mansion in a hurry.

Therefore, because it was the person sent by Manager Zhu, Ting Yuxuan's boss tried his best to serve the unconscious Qingxuan carefully.

After all, a person's life is to find a good relationship?Or waiting for fruitless love?In a coma, Qingxuan didn't understand, and in a blur overnight, Qingxuan seemed to have returned to the carefree boyhood.

The bamboo horse is lightly entwined, full of affection, and a heart secretly promises.Qingxuan still doesn't understand what is a predestined word?I still don't understand the word love, except for the possession with all my strength, what will be left?

The dazed Qingxuan was wandering and struggling in the borderline of pain.

At the same time, there was also a person who was struggling in his heart.This person is none other than Shura King Fei Tianba.There is no other reason, except for the matter of floating dreams, I really can't think of anything that can cause Fei Tianba a headache!

It was the day before yesterday, when Fei Tianba and Fu Meng were together, watching Fu Meng lazily teasing the chubby Snowball, Fei Duo finally smelled a sense of loneliness from the lonely air.

Fei Tianba intuitively felt that Fumeng was unhappy, but he couldn't tell why?Why not happy?When Fei Tianba thought of this, his beautiful eyebrows frowned all of a sudden?

This slow-headed idiot also became confused with the beating heart.

At this time, there was only a long and low sigh, and Fei Tianba frowned.Decided to seek help from the master of Yangtian Cliff!If you tell Lan Yu about this matter, that foodie might laugh at himself!Thinking of the scene of Lan Yu laughing out loud, Fei Tianba's handsome brows wrinkled together again.

On the other side, Fei Xueju's Fumeng was in a very depressed mood, for some reason.The cold weather always makes Fumeng's mood restless.A night of trance when I fall into a dream at night.Fumeng seemed to see himself in a previous life, dressed in a different costume, sitting side by side with a handsome man with peach blossom eyes.Fumeng couldn't remember the man's face, but he knew that when Mengmeng woke up, he felt a heart-piercing pain in his chest, which went to the depths of his bone marrow, as if he wanted to tear apart the floating dream with a dash of immortal energy.

Make the clothes of floating dreams unique, unforgettable.

In the early morning of the next day, the cold wind was still blowing lowly, and Floating Dream was awakened by the nightmare again, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.Turning his head to see Xueqiuer sleeping soundly, Fumeng patted Xueqiu's head pityingly.Putting on a robe, he got up and walked to the window.It was quiet outside, sleeping like an elf.

Fumeng glanced lightly, then picked a green leaf from a potted plant beside her, and put it in her mouth.After a while, an unknown melodious ditty came out from Fumeng's mouth in a low voice.

The melody is melodious and preoccupied.