There were many people with blurred faces slowly coming towards her, but suddenly, the bodies of those people were covered in blood, flowing out, terrifying and eye-catching. She lowered her head and saw her hands.
She didn't know that black, small, and strange-shaped weapon, but she thought it looked familiar.
Where is this and who is she?
Luo Ling ran around in that strange place. There was no Yuwen Haoyu in that place, and there was no trace of it. She ran away, but she couldn't run to the end. She heard Yuwen Haoyu calling her name
, but I just can't see him...
"Yu…Yu…"
Hearing that Luo Ling was sleeping suddenly shouted out his name. Even though Yuwen Haoyu had tried his best to control his emotions, he still couldn't hide his nervousness.
"Ling'er, I'm here, Ling'er, are you awake?"
Yuwen Haoyu held her hand tightly and pushed her hair soaked in sweat on her forehead to the side.
Luo Ling felt the warmth as warm as ever. She grabbed the warmth tightly and refused to let go. The eyes suddenly became clear. She remembered it, she remembered it, and how she was with her
Yuwen Haoyu met, how did he escape from him from afar? The one she in the past was so unruly, but who was she in that strange world before...
Which one is her? My memory became blurred again and again. My head hurts, and she only feels a smell of sweetness in her mouth.
"Ling'er!"
She heard Yuwen Haoyu's exclamation and opened her eyes weakly. Sure enough, she saw the familiar cheek, in her prime, handsome and handsome, looking at her with great concern with those charming eyes.
"Yu...I'm back."
She said, Yu Wen Haoyu was slightly stunned, then forced a smile and said softly: "It's good to come back."
Another mouthful of black blood was spread on the brand new brocade quilt. Zhang Shaoliang had already stood up from the couch, but he was just standing there from a distance.
It is enough to have Yu Wen Haoyu beside Luo Ling. He doesn’t need him, what did he do in the past.
A faint trace of invisible mourning was stained with the dark pupils. Zhang Shaoliang turned around and asked Lian'er: "Has the insect Gu been forced out?"
"The master of the sect has been forced out. The two mouthfuls of black blood were made up of the medicine that was being placed to transform the insect. "
"Yes." Zhang Shaoliang nodded, not saying anything.
As for the child in Luo Ling's belly, he was not qualified to say anything. It was their child, and it was up to them to decide. He was just an outsider...
Luo Ling woke up again, it was already three days later.
The sun was very bright, and it was cast in through the windows covered with bright paper, and the light in the room was just right.
Mei Xiang put the bouquet that she had just picked from the garden in a white jade vase. Suddenly, she heard the movement from the bed in the inner room, so she quickly put down the unplugged bouquet and walked in quickly.
"Empress, are you awake? Don't get up quickly. Your body is still empty. The emperor told him to come and you can get up. Otherwise, drag the servant out and beat him to death..."
Mei Xiang looked at Luo Ling with an innocent and concerned look on her face.
"I can't go down, I just get up and sit down."
Luo Ling was powerless, "Where has the emperor been?"
"Grandmaster, you have been asleep these days. The emperor has been guarding you day and night. He heard from Hei Bao that the affairs in the court have been put aside a lot. Today, the ministers jointly wrote a letter to invite the emperor to the morning court again." Mei Xiang