But now that she has cut off her fox tail, she is no longer her match. The claw just now was just a way to catch her off guard.
While Shi Meng was thinking about how to escape, she slowly stood up straight, secretly condensing energy in her palms to stop the wound on her face from bleeding. As soon as her fingertips touched it, she felt a heart-breaking pain sweep through her body.
The movements of his men stagnated, and Dai Meier's contemptuous laughter came again.
"There is no need to work in vain. Even though my fox tail was cut off by your lover, it is not so bad."
Xi Meng was slightly startled and turned his eyes to look at her.
The smile on her face had long since disappeared, and when her charming eyes looked at her, there was a chill that made people tremble.
Xi Meng had a bad premonition in her heart, and the hand covering the wound trembled slightly.
"What do you want?" Simeng asked in a deep voice. Since we met on a narrow road today in this pear blossom forest, she would definitely not let her go easily.
Dai Meier still looked at her steadily and said coldly: "Although the poison in my nails is not fatal, the injury on your face is not so easy to recover from."
Hearing this, Shi Meng secretly smiled bitterly. Although he knew that this fox demon's methods were vicious, he never thought that even his nails were poisonous.
Subconsciously, she touched the wound on her cheek. It was no longer the severe pain she had just felt, and was only slightly numb. But when she opened her mouth to speak, she realized that her tongue seemed to be anesthetized and her speech was unclear.
"What... do you... want?" She managed to finish this sentence, and then she felt that the entire right side of her body was numb, her feet went weak, and her consciousness gradually became blurred.
Vaguely, she remembered the white shadow in front of her holding her up with his sleeves and whispering in her ear, "I just want to borrow it from you..."
Borrow? What did she want to borrow? Shi Meng felt as if her body was trapped in a thick ball of cotton. Her eyelids sank, and she felt flowers falling in front of her eyes, and she fell asleep with the cold fragrance of flowers on her pillow.
Departure, Lihua Forest.
The flowers are falling, as white as snow, and when the breeze blows, their fragrance spreads.
Deep in the fallen flowers, Cang Xuan's white clothes were stained with blood and floated down. His chest was crimson, and the wounds that were originally deeply visible to the bones were slowly healing at this moment.
He followed her scent all the way to the pear blossom forest, only to find her huddled among the fallen flowers, resting with her eyes closed.
He stepped lightly, stepped forward slowly, leaned over, and reached out to brush away the petals from her forehead.
She looked like she was sleeping soundly, quiet, peaceful, and very pleasant.
He didn't know what sweet dream he was having, but there was a faint smile on his lips, which made him a little crazy.
Two low whistles came from the distance, and Cang Xuan frowned slightly. It was the Xuannio guards reminding him that it was time to return to the palace to recuperate.
In fact, when he took Ximengcai to leave, the black bird guards followed him secretly.
Although he suppressed the wound with spiritual power and stopped bleeding, and the surface slowly healed, in fact, he was injured by the magical weapon of the demon-suppressing army. If he could not return to the blood pool in time to recuperate, he was afraid that the root of the disease would be left behind.
Now, as Shi Meng was soundly asleep, he took the opportunity to take her back to the palace, and when she woke up, he would find a way to make her give up on Mu Zili.
With Cang Xuan planning like this, he waved his wide sleeves lightly, and Shi Meng, who was still sleeping, was already taken into his arms. He lowered his head and glanced at the person sleeping peacefully in his arms, with a faint smile in his eyes.
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Yunshui Palace, Hanchen Palace.
The light gauze bed curtains are blowing in the wind, and the fragrance is light and refreshing.
The figure on the bed turned over, and the quilt slid off the bed, revealing a beautiful and charming face, with long eyelashes flickering and suddenly opening.
Her purple eyes were full of astonishment. Where was she? Her eyes quickly swept across every place in the palace. The bright blue light shining in the corner startled her, and she sat up straight the next moment.
Hanchen Palace? How could she be in Cangxuan’s Hanchen Palace?
She clearly remembered that she met the red fox Dai Meier in the pear blossom forest and was scratched on the face by her. By the way, the wounds on her face...
She hurried down to the ground and rushed to the bronze mirror under the window edge. She saw the woman in purple clothes in the mirror. Except for her slightly messy hair, there were no wounds on her face. Even the skirt of her clothes that was originally stained by blood was as clean as new.
She was a little confused. Could it be that everything in Lihualin was her dream?
He raised his hand and touched his right cheek. It was as smooth as before, but there was a faint throbbing pain that soon disappeared.
The person in the mirror is indeed herself. If she was not dreaming before, she is dreaming now.
As soon as she thought about it, she dropped her hand on her thigh and pinched it hard.
"Ouch..."
Not a dream.
When Cang Xuan came in from outside the palace, this was what he saw. She was disheveled, her hair was messy, her hands were folded, she was sitting on the ground under the bronze mirror with her knees bent, her eyes dull.
When he returned to the palace from the blood pool, he heard a miserable scream coming from the direction of Hanchen Palace. He thought something was wrong with her, so he rushed over and saw that she was fine, and was relieved.
"It's cold on the ground, get up!" He strode forward and tried to help her get up, but was brushed away by her hand.
"You don't have to worry about it!"
Xi Meng did not raise his head and rejected his kindness in a dull voice.
Immediately, he stood up slowly. Because he had used a lot of strength just now, his right leg was probably already bruised, and he was walking with a slight limp.
Cang Xuan froze on the spot, staring at her back, feeling a little disappointed.
Shi Meng crutched her legs and walked forward while trying her best to recall what happened in the pear forest. She didn't care about the person behind her at all. The desire and domineering gradually grew in her phoenix eyes.
She comforted herself in her mind, maybe she had fallen asleep under the pear tree earlier and had a nightmare.
Otherwise, given Mei'er's hatred for her and Mu Zili, how could he let her go so easily and heal the injuries on her face?
When I thought about it, I felt much better.
She finally walked to the bed, and before she could sit down, she felt a cold wind pass by her eyes, a delicate fragrance hit her face, and her body was pressed between the beds by a white shadow in an instant.
Cang Xuan's fiery red hair fell on her shoulders and face, causing her to lose consciousness for a moment. She was surprised why she didn't feel disgusted by his sudden move.
On the contrary, I have some inexplicable expectations.
When their eyes met, she did not avoid his hot gaze. She curved her lips and looked at him with a smile. When she spoke, her tone was a little playful, which was completely different from her previous indifference.
"The sky is blue and the sun is bright, what is your Lord doing?"
Cang Xuan was also a little surprised by Xi Meng's change.
He originally thought that she would try her best to push him away, but she didn't. The smile in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows was not as disdainful as usual, and even her voice sounded much gentler than before.
Just like when I first met her more than thirty years ago.
Gentle, shy, yet charming.
He struggled to control his inner desire, his right hand rested on the couch, his left hand gently brushed her forehead, and he chuckled: "If Cang Xuan can get Meng'er as his wife in this life, that will be enough."