Yun Chuyao's heart was beating like thunder, and her fingertips were numb. The pair of deep eyes with a touch of dark blue in her dream once again occupied Yun Chuyao's mind, and the huge panic almost swallowed her completely!
Fortunately it was a dream.
She patted her heart with some fear, thinking that it must be a dream. After all, no matter how much the Seven Emperors looked like wild beasts, they were not real animals. How could they put people in an iron pot and cook them with their own hands like in the dream?
This dream is too fake.
"call……"
Yun Chuyao breathed a long sigh of relief, then raised her eyes and asked in surprise: "Jinzhu, are you back?"
"Your Highness, Jin Zhu has been back for a while," Jin Mei washed the handkerchief, gently wiped Yun Chuyao's face, and said with a smile, "It's just that you fell asleep, I don't know."
Yun Chuyao had a headache, rubbed her temples, and asked casually: "Did you give all the lunch and ointment to Brother Seventh Emperor?"
"Well……"
Jinzhu muttered in a low voice: "I gave it to you. I don't know whether he took it or not."
Yun Chuyao looked at her.
Jinzhu said quickly: "Your Highness, this has nothing to do with this slave. It is really the Seventh Prince. When the slave passed by, the Seventh Prince was burning badly and his cheeks were red, but he refused to let the slave enter the house. The slave just came closer. He yelled at people, and it was so scary."
As she said that, she felt a little guilty and whispered: "This slave has no choice but to leave the ointment at the door and let him take it by himself. I don't know if he took it or not."
Yun Chuyao frowned slightly.
Although Brother Seventh Emperor's body is not bad, he can't bear the pain of being severely injured and kneeling down. If he doesn't handle it properly, his fever will be small, but the root of the disease will be serious!
"Jinmei," she nodded, "look, is it raining outside?"
"Not yet!"
Jinmei glanced outside and frowned: "But it's very cloudy today. It won't be long before it rains heavily. Your Highness, if something happens to you, just tell your servants not to brave the rain." Get out of the palace!"
Yun Chuyao lowered her eyes, and the cruel and indifferent eyes in her dream flashed through her mind.
With shocking murderous intent.
And...a hint of unspeakable sadness.
What is he sad about?
Yun Chuyao was in a trance for a moment, but when she came to her senses again, she had already put on her cloak, braved the strong wind, and walked towards the cold palace step by step with difficulty.
The eyes are desolate.
It’s hard to imagine that in such a huge palace, there is such a desolate and dilapidated area, a half-collapsed palace, and faded vermilion low walls. Coupled with the gusts of wind, lightning and thunder, it’s hard to imagine whether it’s coming or not. As she got closer, Yun Chuyao could feel the coldness in it!
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."
Jinzhu's voice trembled slightly: "You, do you really want to go in?"
"If you are afraid, just stay outside the palace," Jinmei said expressionlessly, "Your Highness has slaves to look after you."
Jinzhu's head shook like a rattle!
joke!
She didn't want to wait outside the palace by herself!
"Your Highness! Don't listen to Jinmei's nonsense. This servant is very brave, so he is not afraid of any ghosts. God," Jinzhu trembled while not forgetting to show his loyalty and said, "If there is a ghost, I will not dare to tear you alive." Got her!"
Jinmei gave her a gouging look: "You said some nonsense, remember to receive the punishment when you go back!"
"I--"
"enough!"
Yun Chuyao was so noisy that her head hurt. She rubbed her brows and scolded, then picked up her skirt and continued walking forward. When she passed the palace gate, she happened to see a box of ointment and a few snacks lying quietly. on the ground.
really.
He didn't touch them.
"Brother Seventh Emperor."
Yun Chuyao spoke, her voice soft and pleasant, with a hint of childishness unique to her age. She raised her voice and said: "Brother Qihuang, I am Changle. I heard that you had a fever, so I brought you medicine." Bao and plaster snacks are here to see you!”
No one responded.
In the dilapidated palace, you can only hear the sound of "squeaking" as the strong wind blows on the doors and windows.
Yun Chuyao frowned, and without hesitation, pushed open the door and strode towards the inner room. Soon, she saw him lying in the weeds, his cheeks were red and he was already unconscious. boy!
"Jinmei!" Her expression changed slightly, "Quickly prepare the medicine!"
Brother Seventh Emperor has a serious fever!
After saying that, she didn't waste any time, stepped forward quickly, helped up the seventh prince's body, and without caring about the male and female defenses, she gritted her teeth and directly pulled open the other man's robe, revealing his large, scarred skin!
Yun Chuyao's pupils shrank!
These are all... left behind by the brothers, mother and concubines of the Seven Emperors?
She is so cruel!
Even Yun Chuyao felt that the Seventh Prince's wounds were too shocking. At a glance, almost every inch of skin had traces of varying shades. The latest wound was even bleeding, pus-filled, and the bones were exposed!
"hiss!"
Jinzhu took a breath of cold air, her face turned pale with shock, and she said with a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, your Majesty, please come as a servant."
As she spoke, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward.
One step, two steps...
Just when she was about to touch the Seventh Prince's body, the boy who had previously closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. Under the dim candlelight, those dark blue eyes looked even more cold and coquettish!
"Ahhhhh!"
Jinzhu screamed: "Ghost!"
After shouting, she rolled her eyes and fainted!
The young man who had just woken up was also startled, and he knelt down in a ball, making an attacking gesture, but his pale face and twinkling eyes all showed his panic.
At first glance, you can tell that he is also afraid of ghosts.
Yun Chuyao: "..."
"Brother Seven Emperors, don't be afraid," she couldn't help but lower her voice and said gently: "My palace maid is very timid. She is yelling randomly and there is no ghost."
The seventh prince clenched his fists but did not relax, his dark blue eyes staring intently at Yun Chuyao's face.
"Brother Seventh Emperor, don't you recognize me?"
Yun Chuyao didn't want to be angry, she just tilted her head and said with bright eyes: "I am one year younger than you, my name is Yun Chuyao, and I am your third sister."
I wonder if Yun Chuyao saw it wrong, but she seemed to feel that the seventh prince's eyes seemed to fluctuate.
"Brother Seventh Emperor," Yun Chuyao said with a smile and crooked eyebrows, "I am your youngest sister."
The seventh prince looked at her steadily.
After a while, his lips trembled slightly, and a low and hoarse voice rang out: "...Sister, sister!"
Yun Chuyao was startled for a moment before raising the corners of her lips.
He really can talk!
Thinking like this, she felt even more satisfied, and her eyes looking at the Seventh Prince were a little more encouraging!
"ah……"
The Seventh Prince opened his mouth and made a toneless sound. He was a little anxious and his cheeks were red with anxiety. He could only hold Yun Chuyao's sleeves tightly and said with a slight stumble: "Sister, sister!"
"Um?"
"fragrant!"
The seventh prince said with bright eyes: "Sister! It smells good!"
Yun Chuyao: "?"
