Rescue the Paranoid Villain Boss

The once magnificent Mingze Hall is now dim, leaving only a few palace lanterns. In addition to the female monarch’s eyes that are uncomfortable and cannot be stimulated by strong light, there is also a herd of bull noses outside, saying that the soul cannot bear the light, it will disturb the souls, and the souls dare not stay.

A smart person like Xu Zhaosu actually believed it.

Shi Qingyue didn’t know what it was like, Xu Zhaosu fell by her side and caught her hand. He died and refused to let go. As a last resort, she had to take her back to Mingze Hall with the nun. Now the nun is on the couch. Rest, she stretched out a hand to accompany.

The scratches were too hard, the nails were almost sinking into the flesh, with traces of blood, Shi Qingyi didn't break away, just let her catch it.

Was awakened by the little palace lady in the morning, she did not sleep well. Now the hall is dim, she is worried about Xu Zhaosu, only closing her eyes slightly, she doesn't dare to fall asleep, half-dreaming and half-awake, she suddenly noticed someone approaching behind her, thinning her cold arms. Around her waist.

Like a vine and like a beast that has bitten its prey, it tightens tighter and tighter, until Shi Qingyue can't breathe out of breath before reaching out and patting her arm, shouting in a mute voice: "Your Majesty..."

The voice was low, somewhat hoarse as choked by fireworks.

The gentle body was close to her behind, confining her to a place, never letting go, breathing very lightly, as if for fear of disturbing the lonely soul who refused to dream easily: "Have you come back to see me?"

Shi Qingyi was speechless for a while and didn't know how to answer.

Xu Zhaosu’s jaw was resting on her shoulder, and her teeth trembled unconsciously, tightening her arms inch by inch, making people embed in her arms deeper, Shi Qingyue just wanted to struggle, but only moved a little, and she was like a frightened bird. Suddenly tightened his arms, trying to bite her neck, and restrained it with great perseverance, and in the end it just turned into a trembling kiss and fell on her shoulder.

"Are you leaving again?"

Shi Qingyue was startled and didn't struggle anymore. She only came to see Xu Zhaosu once. Although she stayed here for the next six months, she never asked her to see it again. She has been recuperating with the help of the system, according to Xu Zhaosu. It seems to have been here more than once?

But she must have not come by herself, then—

Her eyes were dark, and before she had time to think about it, someone was already clinging to her ears.

"Will you stay a little longer this time?"

The voice was low to the extreme, but the kiss went from the slight first to the tingling pain later, and there was a moment when Shi Qingyue was in a daze. The pain in the neck made her subconsciously want to hide, only the warm drops of liquid did not escape. Entering her neck, a tight kiss rustled down.

"Qingyi, don't go...don't go..."

Before Shi Qingyue had time to answer, the door of the temple was pushed open with a creak, and a soft light entered the lonely inner temple. Someone came slowly, seeing the situation in the temple, the lantern in his hand shook, and he shouted in amazement: "Your Majesty? "

Xu Zhaosu's eyes suddenly turned red, like a sleepy beast that had gone to a dead end. He was trembling with his breath, but his eyes were full of gloom. He almost threw something on the side of the couch with his hand out, and roared: "Get out-who called you guys? Come in?! Get out—"

Then he turned around in a panic, trying to block the faint light with his thin body, almost obsessive, hurried and embarrassed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I will let them all go out, let the Taoist monk pray for you. Don’t be afraid, don’t go..."

But it was empty.

The woman in a simple dress on the bed kneeled and bowed her head, her wooden mask covered half of her cheek, her voice was hoarse, which was completely different from the quiet and lonely voice in her dream. Move over inch by inch.

"Caomin Qingmucheng medical girl, see your majesty—"

This may be an unreal dream, or it may be another scam. Xu Zhaosu leaned on the couch, his five fingers squeezed unconsciously, his black long skirt was wet with cold sweat behind his back, and his eyes were almost like a sharp blade, staring at the kneeling person.

From head to toe, inch by inch, he almost peeled the skin and flesh of this man to the depths of his soul.

The atmosphere was tense and terrible for a while, and the palace lady trembling at the door had almost foreseen her ending. The queen has become more and more uncertain recently. This time, it may be the nightmare of the queen who disturbed the dead. This ignorant doctor must be alive. If you can’t do it, you might be thrown to feed the dog, or you might be trampled on the horse to become mashed meat—

She was horrified and felt that she had no life. For a long time, she suddenly heard the female gentleman coughing without warning.

Shi Qingyi couldn't listen to her coughing method. According to her coughing method, his throat was not long, and it hurt his lungs even if it was troublesome. After a moment of silence, he offered a glass of warm water from the side.

Xu Zhaosu didn't speak, but just looked at her. Even in the darkness, his faint eyes had a bright color that could not be ignored.

Shi Qingyue: "..."

People can't ignore it even if they lower their heads.

"Cough cough cough..." People cough harder and harder, and almost tend to cough until they roll off the couch.

After all, he couldn't resist, Shi Qingyue bit his scalp with a headache, straightened up and supported the crumbling person on the couch, put warm water between the pale lips of the empress, and called your majesty.

Xu Zhaosu achieved his goal. He slowly closed his eyes and took a sip and coughed again. The man hesitated and patted behind her: "Your Majesty, be careful..."

Duan Shui's hand has a thin cocoon, and the texture seems to be immersed in a bitter medicinal smell. It is indeed like a poor medical girl, not a national teacher who is pampered with ten fingers and does not touch Yang Chunshui.

"Your name, what's your name?" His eyes were burning, and he was about to burn a hole.

The question was already prepared, Shi Qingyue lowered his eyes calmly: "Caomin Caozhu."

Xu Zhaosu was in a trance for a moment, as if thinking of something, weakly tugged at the corner of his mouth and coughed, looking at the silent girl in front of him, his voice was tired: "I thought you would be Ah Yi."

Shi Qingyue: "..."

The system secretly complained in her mind: "Look, I'll say that every time you choose a name, it's not good."

"To shut up."

"Why wear a mask?" It was just a moment of distraction, Xu Zhaosu's cold fingers had quietly covered, starting from the mandible, the cold fingertips tried to touch the rough wooden mask.

Shi Qingyue tilted her head and avoided her hand.

Xu Zhaosu's eyes were dark for a moment, and there was almost a real hostility oozing out, why not let her touch it, why? Hiding her again, still hiding—

The other hand hidden under the sleeve was almost pinched into the palm.

"Caomin looks rough, afraid to scare your Majesty."

Xu Zhaosu's whole person was froze, and finally remembered the big fire half a year ago. The fire was raging and seemed to burn everything in the world to ashes. In that fire, she lost the girl who had been on the cusp of her heart for many years.

Her hand slowly slipped off again, for fear of exposing the scars of the person in front of her.

The cronies finally hurried over, and brought the old imperial doctors with white beards to the imperial couch, tremblingly saying that the situation was extremely dangerous. Fortunately, sometimes Qingyue saw a doctor in time to make the female gentleman turn to peace, but the consequences would be unthinkable.

Shi Qingyue didn't do anything at all: "..."

Had to accept this compliment calmly.

The pills that Xu Zhaosu took had a hypnotic effect. After a while, he was a little sleepy, but he tried his best to refuse to close his eyes, staring at the person next to the couch without any shy.

After holding on for more than half an hour with such stubbornness, there was a layer of bloodshot eyes, a group of doctors and the ants on the hot pot couldn't help but urge Shi Qingyi with their eyes.

"Your Majesty's previous interrogation has stayed up for two consecutive nights and never closed his eyes. I'm afraid something will happen if you stay on it."

Although I don't know what the origin is, all your majesty's mind is tightly attached to this person, implying that she is right.

When Shi Qingyue bears a heavy burden, Xu Zhaosu refuses to sleep. Everyone is uneasy and has to say: "Your Majesty rests earlier..."

As soon as the voice fell, the female king grabbed the taciturn medical girl's arm beside the bed under the stunned eyes of everyone. It seemed that she finally waited for this sentence, An Xin closed her eyes, and her voice was hoarse: "You are guarding the loneliness, and you can't leave for a moment."

This is a long sleep. Xu Zhaosu has rarely had a good sleep in the past six months. There is no strange dream and no heartbreaking loss. She once again caught the snow on the snow mountain, something she had never dreamed of in the past six months. .

Even if she refuses to recognize each other, even if her appearance is completely ruined, after all, she still wants to come back, isn't it?

When she finally woke up from her dark and sweet dream, she found that there was only a shirt in her hand, no one was beside the couch, only the wind blowing quietly.

-she left.

The severely ill person got up tremblingly. The hall was empty and terrible, only the black veil was blown up by the wind. She stumbled all the way, eagerly and hurriedly looking around.

No apse, no study, nowhere...

Did she go again, where did she go? Run away without saying a word again?

Nowadays, the eyes of the woman under the power of the world are trembling crazy, it's okay, it's okay, she's just alive, how can she run away if she's alive?

All mountains and rivers belong to her! If she can't get out, the hundred thousand forbidden troops in the imperial city will dig her out even if they dig three feet!

She gritted her teeth, and she had a prototype in her heart almost instantly. Don't panic, don't panic. Start with Mingze Hall, then Dongchen Hall, and then the West Sixth Palace. Search one by one—

I can always find the sentence that someone has got stuck in my throat, but there is a sudden dull pain under my feet, hitting a certain heating stove, just about to fall off, someone suddenly stretched out his hand to support her waist.

The visitor carried a palace lantern and put a warm and heavy cloak on her. There was a bitter fragrance of medicine around her. The person quietly breathed a sigh of relief. good."

Before she could finish her words, the female gentleman suddenly hugged her fiercely, murmured something, and leaned close to her ear, her eyes were full of chills: "I thought you were gone again, are you? Want to leave me again?!"

Her eyes were dark, and there was no variegated color, but her back was slightly arched, like the sky suddenly sinking, a cloud and no sunlight.

"I knew it…"

-I knew that you would leave. I shouldn't indulge you. I should. Lock you up, put on shackles, wear a pipa bone, and break your hands and feet. Immortality can't live without me.