The Nine Princesses Respect[Transmigration Book]

That strand of hair was not noticeably short, it was about the length of one or two knuckles short.If the ends of a person's hair have not been specially trimmed, it is slightly uneven, so it is normal.

But Ning Zisheng looked at Liu Li every day, and knew almost everything, but he never remembered such a thing.

However, no matter how good her memory is, it is impossible to recall the neatness of the hair ends in detail, so it is impossible to draw a conclusion at this time.

"Don't think about it." Liu Li still lay on his stomach, moved his right foot to rub against Ning Zisheng, "I'm not bald yet, don't worry."

"...Who said you're bald?" Ning Zisheng couldn't help but laugh when she interrupted him like this. He only thought that he was suspicious, "Why are you so tired today?"

Liu Li slowly turned over and muttered: "Busy, everyone is busy asking the heavens for an auspicious day for the draft, but so far there is no good sign, and I have to continue working tomorrow. And, Today Ning Zilu came to make trouble for me, ran out of nowhere and said a few words, then ran away again."

"Ning Zilu? What is she here for?"

"They said they were going to visit Si Tiantai, but they didn't know what kind of intentions they had, but they left after not staying for long."

"...Is that so?" Although he was still a bit puzzled, seeing how sleepy she looked, Ning Zisheng didn't ask any more questions, and said after waking up tomorrow, "You can sleep peacefully."

Liu Li let out a "hmm", then closed his eyes, and didn't answer any more, as if he had fallen asleep in a daze.

She is asleep, but the bedding is not covered, the lights are not turned off, and there are still many things left for Her Highness Xiao Jiu to do for her.

Ning Zisheng brushed the hair away for someone else, so as not to be pulled when rolling around, and pulled up the quilt thinly.

Just about to turn around and blow out the candle, when he touched Liu Li's hand, he felt extraordinarily cold.

The hand warmer was at the side, and Ning Zisheng took it over.But even if the heater was pressed against Liu Li's hands, the coldness still remained undiminished.

They stuffed them together into the quilt to warm up for a while, but it was still the same.

what happened?

No, not only the hands, even Liu Li's face seemed to be paler than before.Even under the warm dim candlelight, you can tell at a glance that the lips are completely bloodless.

He was obviously fine just now, but as soon as he fell asleep, he became visibly weak to the naked eye.

Ning Zisheng quickly realized something was wrong, and leaned towards Liu Li's forehead: "Huh?"

Could it be that he was sick?wrong.

In this season, wind-heat or wind-cold is common, and a person's body should be a little hot; besides, no matter what the disease is, the body temperature will not drop so exaggeratedly all at once.

But what Ning Zisheng felt was a bone-piercing chill, which made her fingertips tremble uncontrollably, as if her hands were buried in a thick layer of snow.

No matter how you say it, this is definitely not the temperature of a living person.

"Liu Li, wake up, wake up!"

While Ning Zisheng went to pinch her, he put his finger on her wrist to feel for the pulse, but he couldn't feel anything.

Even her own heartbeat almost froze for a moment.

No, I was fine just now, how could it be like this all of a sudden...

After a long while, his pulse finally moved undetectably, proving that the worst outcome had not happened. Ning Zisheng finally let go of his suffocated breath, pursed his lips and continued to check the situation.

Ice is all over the body.

Immediately, she saw Liu Li frowned and whispered, "Don't disturb me to sleep."

The tone of peace is exactly the same as usual.

But after a while, Liu Li's forehead and skin became warm and hot in the next moment. The difference in temperature between the front and back almost burned Ning Zisheng.

The breathing is even and the pulse condition is stable, which is the state of a living person.

Ning Zisheng almost thought that what he experienced just now was all his hallucinations.what happened?

She got up silently, her thoughts were confused, but she accidentally knocked the teacup behind her on the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

Such movement did not wake Liu Li up, she was so tired that she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow.

Ning Zisheng stared at these pieces of broken porcelain raptly, all the things that happened one after another made her both scared and uneasy.

There was a wooden chair behind him, but how could the cups containing tea be placed on the wooden chair, Liu Li was never a person who messed around with things.

Her eyelids jumped violently, making her even more confused.

She has never believed in such things about gods and ghosts, but at this moment she feels inexplicably that all these abnormalities seem to be hinting to her from the heavens.

What could it be, what could it be?

Ning Zisheng sat by the bed, stunned for a long while, but couldn't calm down.

The feeling of losing the lives of those around her, even for a short moment, made her desperate.

What won't happen, what will never happen, is all fake.

At this moment, Liu Li's hands were already warmed by the stove, Ning Zisheng turned on the lamp after changing his clothes, and gently pressed them against his chest.

Temperature and heartbeat are the proof of being alive.

She hugged Liu Li's body, as helpless as a three-year-old child, she could only clumsily grasp everything she could.

At this time, Liu Li was in a dream that no one else could see or enter.

There was strangely no scene in the dream, and a large black curtain was spread in front of her eyes, covering her eyes, making her unable to see anything, exactly the same as when she lost her vision.

But her sense of hearing was not blocked, she could hear someone calling her name in her ear.

She knew who it was, and she knew that that person was worrying about herself, trying to open her mouth to respond, but she couldn't.

What's wrong with me?Liu Li thought, why didn't he even have the strength to open his mouth.

She tried to walk forward in the dream, but the place she stepped on was directly cracked, and she fell downward like a deep mire, falling into the bottomless abyss without stopping.

And Ning Zisheng's voice came from a high place, echoing in the crack as deep as a canyon, very close to her, yet far away.

What can be heard more clearly in the ear is clearly another cold mechanical synthesis sound.

It's just that Liu Li is falling at a high speed, his head is dizzy, and coupled with the wind whistling in his ears, he has missed many key words without knowing it, and can only piece together the words and sentences in his heart, but he doesn't understand the meaning.

"[System Prompt]...the time has been...hours, please pay attention to...moderate, if it exceeds...will be forced..."

What are you talking about?What's the mess?

Liu Li waved impatiently, trying to drive it away.

And the system followed her wishes.

At the moment when the sound disappeared, Liu Li fell to the ground, and the black curtain disappeared along with it.

The flowers in the garden are in full bloom, competing for splendor; the birds are flying and the butterflies are flying around, and the fragrance is so pleasing, but not too rich.

And Liu Li is in it, with the sky on the ground, walking lightly among the flowers.

The irritability in her mind also subsided, and she seemed to touch Ning Zisheng's hand casually.

It turned out that Ning Zisheng was talking here just now. Is this... a garden exclusively for the two of them?

She looked at Xiao Jiu, and Xiao Jiu also looked at her.

Without the need for precious silk and satin, hundreds of flowers quietly made clothes that were completely natural, wrapping the bodies of the two of them.

Liu Li asked Xiao Jiu what he had just said, but got no reply.

He wanted to kiss her, but Ning Zisheng turned his head away without saying a word, with a coldness in the corner of his mouth, like a sculpture without emotion.

She was at a loss, and cautiously lowered her head to apologize, but Ning Zisheng pushed her down straight away, with such strength that it seemed that she could fall down.

Are you going to...?

But Xiao Jiu didn't touch her as expected, but just watched her condescendingly.

Such Ning Zisheng made Liu Li feel very strange.The tenderness and tolerance in the eyes disappeared, and what remained were emotions that had never appeared before.

For example, unresolvable resentment, such as alienation like the indifference of a stranger, or endless desire.

Xiao Jiu hates her.

Liu Li didn't know what he did wrong to make Ning Zisheng show such an expression, hesitantly wanted to get close again.

This time, Ning Zisheng did not refuse, but sneered, and let Liu Li make this move.

Her fingers passed straight through Ning Zisheng's body without touching anything, while Xiao Jiu seemed to have predicted it in advance, without any surprise.

Liu Li looked at his gradually becoming transparent body, and was frightened out of his wits: "Ning Zisheng, Ning Zisheng!"

But Xiao Jiu had already gone away, she only turned her head slightly, and glanced at her in disgust.

"You deserve to be called by my name?"

"call……"

Liu Li suddenly sat up from the bed, like waking up from a dream.Wiping the cold sweat off his forehead, he sat for a while before realizing that everything was just a dream.

Being hated like that in her dream, she naturally began to look around for Ning Zisheng.What about people?Obviously still here last night.

There was some noise from outside, Liu Li was anxious to see her, so he ran out barefoot without even wearing shoes.

Xiwei morning light came in from the window, shining soft and bright light on Ning Zisheng's untucked hair, giving him a different kind of laziness.

She poured herself a cup of tea, sipped it slowly, and looked back at Liu Li when she heard the sound.

"woke up?"

It wasn't until seeing Ning Zisheng himself that the big rock in Liu's heart finally fell to the ground, and he tried hard to dispel the uneasiness brought about by the dream: "You woke up so early."

Although her hair was a little disheveled and her expression was very tense, she was alive and kicking, and she no longer had the weakness of last night.

Ning Zisheng had a panoramic view of everything, paused slightly, and asked, "Did you have a nightmare?"

Last night, she was almost sleepless, and she clearly heard Liu Li chanting words from time to time, but she couldn't hear clearly because the words were too vague.

It's a good thing not to mention it, as soon as the nightmare was mentioned, Liu Li recalled that not-so-pleasant dream, and just wanted to tell Ning Zisheng as a joke, but saw a shadow under her eyes, and there were a few red bloodshots in her eyes.

Like having a nightmare too.

"……Um."

Liu Li nodded slowly, and the words came to his lips, but he didn't want to make Ning Zisheng worry too much, so he lied, "However, I forgot when I came together. What about you?"

"...Last night when I was by your side, I found that your whole body was suddenly cold, and even your pulse and breathing disappeared, but it returned to normal in an instant, so I didn't send you to the Imperial Medical Office." Ning Zisheng narrated without emotion, " Is your body different now?"

She didn't know how to describe Liu Li's condition at that time, and all the symptoms obviously couldn't be explained by common sense.

When the first emperor was there, he especially respected the theory of ghosts and gods. He personally killed a certain concubine because she was trapped in a nightmare and coincided with a natural disaster and severe drought. Bad luck.

So Ning Zisheng didn't dare to call anyone over.