She dared not be negligent, and she was extremely meticulous step by step.

There are also some omissions, so I checked them carefully and strived to improve them.

This is extremely exhausting.

The cold wind roared in December, Qiao Yu was getting a fever, grinding medicine in the yard, and never closing his eyes for two days and two nights.

At night, I couldn't stand it and could only lean under the bed in the room for only a few hours.

This bed was made by craftsmen in the palace in the previous dynasty.

The bed is specially used by the master to keep his servants who keep him from getting up at night and help him to serve him.

It's not that you can't sleep in a bed.

However, there was a person tied to the bed. Qiao Yu inherited the gentleman's etiquette and never dared to overthrow it, but she was also cowardly.

Afraid that she would fall asleep, Chu Weichen ran out, so she tied the wrists of the two with a cowhide rope, one on the bed and the other under the bed, and she would know it as soon as she moved.

The room was filled with a strong smell of medicine.

Chu Weichen lay on the bed, staring at the night outside the wooden carved window frame, and suddenly his wrist moved.

The tight spots appeared, and a numbness occurred.

Chu Weichen glanced at the person who was tossing and turning, and wanted to beat her up.

He pulled the rope with his empty hand. The cowhide rope was tightened, and the person under the bed snorted in pain.

Chu Weichen was satisfied.

I don't want to see her.

I closed my eyes and was about to sleep, but I found that the pain was still constant.

The pain in the endurance is mixed with pain, which is the signal sent by the body's instinct when sleeping in a drowsy manner.

Chu Weichen turned his body sideways and looked down at the bed.

With the moonlight, Qiao Yu's face was pale and she was covered in a quilt and hummed.

She can tolerate it.

I was burned like this and was seriously injured by my muscles and bones. I didn’t even say a word of pain. I was also confused and I hummed a few words.

"Qiao Xiaoliu." Chu Weichen shouted.

No movement.

"Qiao Yinzhen."

No response.

The boy touched her face.

The fingertips touched the smooth skin, and it was hot.

Burnt.

He looked at her quilt again.

The quilt is thick, but the bed is on the ground, which is cool and cold.

Deserve it.

Chu Weichen felt uncomfortable.

I don't want to pay attention to her.

But the sound is really irritating.

He had a headache because of a quarrel.

He got up and pulled the man up.

The bed is soft and the brocade quilt is silky. The prince of the Qiao family is very expensive. The bedding items are carefully selected, which is very enjoyable.

Not to mention, the remaining heat from the boy's warm bed was left in the quilt, which made the frozen trembling person instinctively want to lean over.

But Qiao Yu is extremely domineering in her bones.

Chu Weichen was sleeping and it was very warm, but the little place next to it was very cold.

That's not possible.

She arched, she kicked, she kicked!

He kicked Chu Weichen under the bed!

"Joe! Xiao! Liu!"

The young man's jade figure was half open, and he was stunned by the cold wind.

The bed was hard and the bed was cold. Chu Weichen gritted his teeth and was so angry that he could only lie down.

hiss--

The bed is so hard...

Qiao Xiaoliu, you are presumptuous!

The young man who has always been elegant, upright and polite, scolded him in his heart.

Chu Weichen is sick.

I woke up early in the morning and suffered from cold.

Qiao Yu was a little confused.

"Senior Brother...you..."

Getting up from the bed, the bed was upside down, so she hadn't reacted yet.

Chu Weichen's eyes, which were as beautiful as Qiushan, shaved her.

Qiao Yu shut up in a sensible way.

"It's rude."

She spoke, but was extremely distant and polite. She quickly got up and tied up Chu Weichen again.

"Senior Brother, let's spend a few days. As long as the old man recovers from his illness, Xiao Liu will personally return to the master's sect to apologize."

Chu Weichen stared at his wrist and spoke coldly.

"Xiao Nanshan does not have a disciple like you."

"Yes, Senior Brother Weichen."

When you enter the master, you will be of the same generation.

If you don’t enter the master’s sect, you will already have the same words as you.
Chapter completed!