Wang Ye is a Demon

Mo Jianchen is back!

There was a pleasant surprise in Gu Yining's heart. He immediately got up from his seat, and regardless of whether his body was healed, he lifted his skirt a little and dashed towards the gate of the Eight Princes' Palace.

He came back, the man she was thinking about day and night.

Standing there with a long body, Gu Yining saw him, and stopped involuntarily. He hadn't seen him for more than a month. He seemed to be thinner. He smiled lightly, his eyes flashed even he didn't notice it. Of petting.

She stood there in a daze, but she started to worry for a while - worried that he was a phantom she had imagined out of thin air.

Mo Jianchen walked away from Bai Ye beside him, looking at Gu Yining from a distance.

"Why? Don't you know this king?" Mo Jianchen still smiled, his thin lips closed together, his voice seemed a little weak, but slowly he was spoiled.

Hearing Mo Jianchen's words like this, she involuntarily raised a nice smile on her face. She started again, as if seeing a beam of light, rushing to him desperately, and then He slammed into his arms, a strong chest, a good smell-it was him, it really was him! A real Mo Jianchen.

She rushed forward suddenly, as if he was not ready, he stepped back a little, but soon he stopped.

She hugged Mo Jianchen tightly, for fear that he would be gone as soon as she let go. She also ignored the pain from her upper body, buried her head in Mo Jianchen's chest, and took a strong breath, as if she was about to inhale the smell that she hadn't breathed in these days.

But she couldn't see that Mo Jianchen's handsome face had faded from his smile at this moment, his face stiffened, as if he was suffering from some pain.

Mo Jianchen bent down slightly, resting his head on Gu Yining's neck, and the warm breath fell on her skin, making it itchy.

"You finally came back, I'm really afraid that you won't come back..." Gu Yining said, with a sorrow and grief in his nose, and a hint of dampness slowly appeared in the corner of his eyes.

"Didn't the king come back?" Mo Jianchen smiled dozingly, and patted Gu Yining's back with his big hand, as if he was comforting a frightened kitten.

I don't know if it was Gu Yining's illusion or something, she always felt that Mo Jianchen's voice was a bit...weak?

Suddenly, she felt her body sink, and Mo Jianchen seemed to be leaning all the weight on her.

Suddenly, the hand holding his back loosened and swung down.

The back was suddenly empty, and Gu Yining couldn't help being stunned for a moment, a bad premonition suddenly emerged in his mind.

"Mo Jianchen?" Gu Yining gently called Mo Jianchen's name.

No reply.

Gu Yining's heart "cocked" as if her heart suddenly stopped beating. She held her breath, and an inexplicable fear suddenly came to her heart.

"Mo Jianchen...?" Gu Yining patted Mo Jianchen on the back, only to find that Mo Jianchen didn't react at all.

He seemed to be asleep, lying on her body.

The intense fear spread like a virus at this moment, and Gu Yining suddenly began to panic, just like Mo Jianchen was holding her dying.

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"Mo Jianchen, don't fall asleep!" Gu Yining called Mo Jianchen in a loss, only to find that the man on his body did not react at all.

"Bai Ye...Bai Ye!!!" Gu Yi Ning hissed and shouted Bai Ye's name.

She knew that Mo Jianchen was seriously injured, and she was afraid - afraid that Mo Jianchen would not wake up at all.

Seeing Mo Jianchen fainted in Gu Yining's arms, Bai Ye was also shocked. He ran to Gu Yining's side, carefully took Mo Jianchen from her, and rushed towards Mingxianzhai. .

Mo Jianchen was placed on the bed, and Gu Yining also called for Jun Li.

At this moment, Mo Jianchen was lying there quietly, as if he was asleep, his handsome face was slightly pale, which made people feel distressed.

It took a long time for Gu Yining to see Jun Li take his finger away from Mo Jianchen's wrist, and then his closed eyebrows slowly stretched out, but his expression was still a little serious.

"How?" Gu Yining looked at Jun Li in a panic, really afraid that Jun Li would say something that made her sad.

"It's okay."

Jun Li breathed a sigh of relief: "Jian Chen's body doesn't have any major problems. He is probably too tired, but the injuries on his body are not quite good, plus..."

As Jun Li said, he was stunned. Mo Jianchen gave his life to Gu Yining. Gu Yining still didn't know.

"Plus what?" Gu Yining anxiously asked.

"Plus you were poisoned that day, and gradually Chen used his own life to save your life," Jun Li said, then slowly got up from the bed and walked slowly to the table. On the side, something was written on a piece of paper, "Although the cat demon has nine lives, but one can't do it without one. His vitality is badly injured, and he is seriously injured. Even Youyun Valley doesn't have...Go ......"

As Jun Li was talking, his voice became softer, as if he was afraid of something - Gu Yining didn't know about it, so tell her straightforwardly, would she think about it?

However, Jun Li's conjecture was correct, and Gu Yining really thought about it.

She stood beside Jun Li with a trace of guilt in her expression-if she hadn't been arguing to dance for the empress dowager, she would not have been framed, let alone cause Mo Jianchen to lose his life. Chen Chen will not lie in bed like he does now.

Seeing Gu Yining's appearance, Jun Li picked up the paper on the table while comforting her: "Don't blame yourself. Gradually, Chen Chen has no major problems now. Give him medicine on time. The specific things are written here. The piece of paper is on, and I will send the fire mandarin to deliver the medicine."

After speaking, Jun Li walked out of Mingxianzhai, leaving Gu Yining and Mo Jianchen alone.

Gu Yining slowly moved to the edge of Mo Jianchen's bed. Although Jun Li said he was fine, she still felt sorry for Mo Jianchen's appearance.

She quietly guarded Mo Jianchen's side, and kept guarding until the evening.

Looking at Mo Jianchen who was sleeping, Gu Yining couldn't help bending down slightly and approaching Mo Jianchen cautiously a little bit. The steady breath leaped on her beautiful face, and she slowly closed her eyes. Lips and lips touched together at this moment. His lips were a bit cold, but they were very soft. The sweetness on his lips was exclusive to him.

A shallow kiss, but it was a long time without leaving, with joy after a long absence, but it was more apologetic to him, and she could not compensate, so she had to pin all her emotions on this kiss.

Just as she removed her mouth and was about to get up and leave, a big hand suddenly wrapped around her waist and hugged her tightly in his arms.

The male voice was hoarse and there was still a trace of haziness: "You want to pat your **** and leave after you kiss the king?"