Phoenix Fight

Deacon Liao was speechless by her. After holding back for a long time, he only suffocated one sentence: "Then... Then... will you still marry in the future?"

Xu Shi's enthusiasm has receded a lot. He speaks much more clearly now. Bai Languo sneered at him and asked, "Do you care about me? Or are you afraid that I will pester you and hold you responsible?"

Deacon Liao's face was flushed with a shrimp.

This iceberg is not a joke. Bai Languo restrained and sat down beside him, "Just rest assured, you are far more than you, and far more ambiguous than now, I Even if I look for them, I will never come to you, a dull gourd."

Although Deacon Liao was lying sickly, his eyes were still as hot as looking at a slut.

Bai Lan was decisively upset, and reached out to poke his eyes: "I warn you, you immediately put away this shameless look in my eyes, otherwise I will blind your eyes, do you believe it?"

"You are like a shrew." This is the definition given to her by Deacon Liao.

"What's wrong with me being a shrew? Anyway, why don't you marry you in a hurry for me?"

When Deacon Liao realized that he could never talk to her, he closed his eyes indifferently and slumbered.

Bai Languo didn't forgive him: "Don't go to bed, you didn't eat a bite of food. You must have no strength when you wake up. I have to rely on you to get better soon." As he said, he took the heat. The water will have been cold and hard white rice soaked soft, and then brought it over, "You don't have to move, I'll feed you."

He personally handed the spoon containing the pao rice to his mouth, but he was surprised that he couldn't open his mouth.

Today, I can understand many expressions that he does not easily show on the face of this iceberg, at least let Bai Languo know that he is not facial paralysis: "What are you looking at me, open your mouth!"

He was indifferent, Bai Languo became anxious, and went to laugh at him: "Is it the first time a girl feeds you for dinner, so moved that you can't speak?"

"No...no..." Deacon Liao stammered, "My mother...fed me."

Bai Languo rolled her eyes: "Is your mother a girl?"

This guy is silent again.

Of course, finally he was willing to open his mouth obediently, and his mouth was busy eating.

Bai Languo was very satisfied: "Hey, take another bite. Only when you are full will you have the strength and the strength to save me."

Deacon Liao was chewing on his food, and his eyes were devastated: "You are the prince's sister, so how can you be so much inferior than the prince in terms of ability?"

Although this is not a shame, the sympathy means that Bai Languo feels uncomfortable: "You know a lot of things. It seems that Pu Yang is really taking you seriously, then you can know that I am actually not his sister?"

Deacon Liao pondered for a moment, and nodded: "You broke into this body."

"But I am not afraid to tell you that this body is mine, and it looks exactly like me in the future."

"But the prince is trying to recall his former junior sister."

Deacon Liao Xu was unintentionally confessed, but Bai Languo's feeding movement became stagnant, and his face paled: "What did you say?"

Deacon Liao thought that since everything was up to this point, there should be nothing left to say. Unexpectedly, Bai Languo didn't know this, and asked, "Don't you know?"

Bai Languo's heart beats madly: "What do I know? What does it mean that he tried to recall the original junior sister? What method? Magic or sorcery? Does he know that our two souls have only one body now, and his junior sister is here. what should I do?"

Deacon Liao never thought about this issue. All he cared about was order and obedience, execution and loyalty.

Bai Languo dropped his job and felt very cold: "You can eat by yourself, I'll sit aside for a while."

Knowing that he would not say anything more about this, Bai Languo squatted in the corner, feeling very confused. He had no idea about it. The more Pu Yang exposed his identity, he refused to admit his fate. He tried to call back the original Bai Languo, what would he do? Do Master and Big Brother know about this? Once that soul comes back, where should I go?

Holding his knees, he couldn't help but tremble, his mood fell to the extreme, his body was chilly, his clothes were soaked with sweat, but he was terribly cold.

The poor Deacon Liao, half-supported to eat, was right. She was right. Only after eating can she have the strength and the strength to save herself, without dragging the prince.

But vaguely heard a slightly urgent gasp from the corner, Deacon Liao raised his eyes, but saw Bai Languo curled up there, shaking violently, unlike ordinary pain.

"What's wrong with you?" Deacon Liao asked.

She did not answer, and the pain continued.

Deacon Liao stood up, walked over, stretched out his hand, hesitated for a moment, still grabbed her shoulders, and made her raise her head.

Bai Languo's complexion was pale, and even her red lips began to turn purple: "I...I...I'm cold..."

Deacon Liao didn’t care much anymore. He touched her forehead. It was really bad. I don’t know if it was because of her fever that her palms were hot or she was too cold. Her body temperature was unusually low. She suddenly remembered the confession of the prince a few days ago and made herself. Is it because of her that someone is sent to find the antidote to the cold toxin of Ming Yin grass?

I blame myself for being quick-mouthed. I don't always talk too much. How can I irritate her and cause her to become poisonous now?

Deacon Liao hurriedly fetched his bedding, and then took the bundles of straw that Bai Languo intended to make him soft, and carefully surrounded her: "Is it warmer?"

Bai Languo shook her head, clutching her chest, and sobbed: "Heart is cold, what warmth is there?"

This time the onset was different from the last time. This time, the heart became cold.

Deacon Liao shook his head and said distressed: "I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously, the prince has never thought of pushing you out of this body, don't believe me...don't believe me!"

Bai Languo smiled bitterly, and when she smiled, she cried more and more: "Why are you so embarrassed to tell me not to believe you? You are taciturn, but never lie. There is no need to fabricate this matter to hurt me. I don't believe you? Believe that bastard?"

He raised his eyes, his eyes were hateful, hate the bastard, he saved Zhao Yuer first, who knew he had already stabbed himself in the back.

Fearing that she would not be able to restrain the spread of the cold poison even if she continued like this, Deacon Liao was heartbroken and let her go-leaned over and hugged her into his arms, warming her bleak cold with his high temperature.

In this dark and damp cage, the whole night was quiet like death, but the temperature was changing. Deacon Liao followed Pu Yangyue, dedicated himself to his duties, dedicated himself to death, and died. This moment is the first time. , A little bit more resentment towards Puyang: How can he bear to hurt an innocent woman like this?

So he hugged her more and more, and couldn't care about anything else...