Xiangye wants to brush the sense of existence

There was a sudden burst of sadness in the bottom of my heart, and the blood vessels seemed to burst in the next moment. At this time, he stood there with a blue face and red eyes. His heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe. How did he carry him into the house? He was in a panic, completely unaware of what was going on around him.

Perhaps, there will always be such a momentary trance, thinking that everything is just a big dream, and as long as you wake up from the dream, everything will never happen.

The servant hurriedly called the housekeeper and the doctor, and the steward rushed over with a few servants in a hurry. He didn't ask about the situation, but he only heard the servant say that something happened and led the people to run over. Afterwards, I saw the nobleman covered with three layers of thick velvet quilts on the couch, his complexion was pale, and he looked like a cold body. Without saying a word, one after another, everyone was frightened and knelt on the ground, and no one dared to lift their heads. , Like a piece of quiet wood, quietly waiting for the overwhelming questioning and punishment.

As a king, I won’t say much about his status and blood. Everyone knows it well. If there is such a sudden change, if there is a mistake here or something good or bad, it goes without saying that Zhuge Yi’s official position will not be guaranteed. The life of the servant must be buried with him.

As for Zhuge Yi, he doesn't care about any official position, even if he has to die with his life, so what?All he wanted was for him to come back to life, and as long as he came back to life, he would promise anything.

However, the matter has already happened, and it is useless to say any more. No one wants this kind of thing to happen. Last night, there was continuous wind and snow, and the weather was extremely bad. There was a person standing in the dormitory all the time, and he didn't expect such a thing to happen the next day.

Until this morning, fortunately Zhuge Yi's personal servant found it in time, otherwise, if he found it a little later, it would probably be a frozen corpse by now.

At this time, when the words came back, the elderly doctor stood aside worriedly and took Nan Puyue's pulse, then turned his eyes and face, looked at his tongue coating, and when he touched his cold limbs, he couldn't help shrinking his hands back.

Ask him to examine almost all of his body carefully. Although he doesn't know who the person in front of him is, just looking at the posture around him and the heavy and depressing tension at the moment, he knows without thinking that this person must be of noble status.

Looking at the pale face on the couch, Zhuge Yi's heart twitched over and over again. Standing aside, his whole body collapsed, and even his breathing seemed a little unnatural, as if he had fallen into a closed ice cave, praying for an end He was born, but sadly waiting to die, he was very afraid, that kind of deep worry was more severe than the last time he was on the battlefield, never had a moment like this made him terrified, and his heart could not be calm for a long time He was afraid that the doctor would say what he didn't want to hear the next moment.

Yesterday, the fiery charcoal stove ignited by itself for a day and a night. As of today, the embers have been extinguished. Nuo Da's bedroom is full of desolation and coolness. A fire is born.

After seeing the condition, the doctor twisted the quilt for him, and then replied cautiously: "My lord, forgive me for speaking bluntly, this young master's breath is weak at this time, his pulse is still unstable, and the blood vessels in his whole body are congealed. Leaving aside the hidden danger, it is considered a fluke." If you come back alive, I’m afraid you’ll have to suffer even if you’re alive.”

He pursed his lips, closed his eyes deeply, endured the pain in his heart, and managed to squeeze out a sentence from between his teeth: "Save me first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

"Since this is the case, from the perspective of a villain, it needs to be warmed and melted immediately to activate the blood vessels. However, when the cold and heat alternate, it will definitely be painful. Whether it can survive it depends on his will and good fortune."

Everyone in the room held their breath after listening, all of them looked ashen. When their brains reversed and only worried about their own lives, they already didn't know how to act. What's more, they couldn't help trembling.

At this time, Zhuge Yi's face was as ugly as it was, with a strong evil spirit, he sternly shouted coldly: "Are you all dead?!".

The housekeeper looked at him carefully, and anxiously shouted to the other servants: "What are you doing so stupidly? Go to the backyard and move all the charcoal stoves here!"

The servants left the room one after another as if waking up from a dream.

"And you!" Zhuge Yi said in a low voice, somewhat hoarsely, "I'll accompany the doctor to get the medicine first, and I'll settle the score with you later."

"Ah?" The butler couldn't help but call out.

Zhuge Yi was furious: "Ah what! Can't you understand?"

"Understood, I understand, this servant will go now."

The two ran out one by one, one behind the other, fearing that the next moment his temper would come up, he would suffer misfortune.

In the blink of an eye, the room immediately went to the building, and there was no sound in the ear, and the surrounding area seemed a little empty and deserted.It was too quiet, and there was a bit of chill in the air. Too many thoughts made Zhuge Yi lose his mind for a moment.

Turning around to look at the person on the couch, his eyes were full of tenderness, but the tenderness was mixed with regret and a little bit of heartache. Looking at that cold and quiet sleeping face, his heart was full of ups and downs, and it became like this , he is responsible to a certain extent, if, if he hadn't left yesterday, would all of this not have happened?Or he rushed back last night when he felt uneasy, can he stop it in advance?

Sad and useless, he clenched his hands tightly and punched the hard wood at the head of the bed, blaming himself so much that he wanted to kill himself.

It's a pity that things have come to this point, and it is useless to say anything now.

Walked to him with heavy steps and sat down, looking at his long eyelashes, handsome nose, thin lips, the streamline of his face was so perfect, the silky black hair scattered on the pillow, although he was unconscious Even when he was unconscious, he still looked handsome, but the whole person looked so weak.

At this moment, he was so quiet, his face was unexpectedly gentle, not as aggressive as before, but more gentle and refined.

Looking at it, I became drunk...

When heartache and self-blame, a tear fell down the corner of the eye...

It hit Nan Puyue's icy face, and quickly slid down silently without stopping, like a flower blooming silently, a geese passing without a trace, although the tears are warm, but the body is still ice.

What should I do with you?Zhuge Yi grabbed the quilt corner of his robe with one hand, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed. He admitted that he loved him as much as his life, and he really had no choice but to marry someone else, or be in love with someone else, even in the future There will be three wives and four concubines, and a full house of children and grandchildren, so he doesn't pursue it anymore, and he doesn't feel angry anymore.

No matter what is good to himself, he only wants to be good to him...