The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife

The entrance of the cave was about as tall as a person, and when she was taking off her clothes, Long Yi did two things: one was to fill a lot of snow down her head, and the other was she took off one piece and Long Yi threw another one down.

...The kind who works with one hand and covers his eyes with the other, Long Mengmeng is not a bad Dragon Shadow Guard who can peek!

Princess Xinyang fell heavily on the soft clothes and snow, and her strength was greatly cushioned. Nothing happened, but her skin was too delicate, and her arms and legs were scratched at the irregular hole.

Regardless of the coldness and pain in her body, she hurriedly got up and went to find the seriously injured man.

It was so cold, she stepped on it suddenly, and the whole sole of her foot immediately felt a dense pain like needles.

She gasped.

But she didn't stop to sort out her pain, but looked around with the faint light at the entrance of the cave: "Xiao Ji! Xiao Ji!"

This is a long and narrow underground cave, with roads at both ends, but it gets darker and darker as you go in, and she can't see anyone.

"Long Yi, where is it?" She raised her head and asked Long Yi.

"It's cold, put on clothes first." Long Yi reminded.

Princess Xinyang said: "I'm afraid it will be too late."

"He's not dead yet." Long Yi thought for a while and added, "I'll remind you if he's dead."

Princess Xinyang: "..."

She put on clothes, her body didn't warm up so quickly, she was still terribly cold.

Only then did Long Yi say: "Your right."

Princess Xinyang started to walk to the right.

The terrain here is very complicated. It looks very close, but it is very difficult to walk. She fell several times, her knees were bald, and her palms were rubbed.

She held back the pain and got up.

There is only one obsession in her mind, to find Xiao Ji.

Finally, she fell again, this time tripping over a leg.

She didn't even think about whether it was human, or if it was alive.

When a well-clothed princess touches a cold corpse with her own hands,

What a shock that would be.

Her hand touched the other's arm, blood, warm blood.

Her heart tightened, and she continued to go up, touching his blood-stained face.

She tremblingly said: "Xiao Ji, is that you Xiao Ji?"

He sat on the cold ground with his back against the hard rock wall, his head drooping overwhelmed, and his breathing was short and weak.

She touched his tall nose bridge, and also touched his delicate brow bone: "Xiao Ji, is that you?"

He didn't respond.

She went down his arm again, and touched the hand holding his long sword. There was a thick callus on the tiger's mouth, and there were mottled and interlaced scars on his hand.

Is it him?

Is it right?

At such a critical moment, she realized that she knew very little about him.

The only skin-to-skin relationship in the two nights was when she was drugged and not awake. She didn't know what kind of wounds and scars he had on his body.

He never let her see it either.

"Waist... waist injury!"

She knew this, and Chang Jing always mentioned it, saying that it was his old injury, the kind that could not be completely healed.

A-Heng also asked Jiaojiao to take a look for him, and Jiaojiao also said that she could only rest and recuperate.

"Where is the waist, where is the waist injury?"

Princess Xinyang didn't understand, she thought the waist injury was someone slashed his waist, which would definitely leave a long scar.

She stretched out her hand, and clumsily undid his armor in the dark. She took a long time to untie it, but in the end, she didn't know whether she had untied it smoothly or tore it off forcefully.

His breath was covered by the thick bloody smell, so she couldn't smell it at all.

She had to use this stupid method.

Her hands groped around his waist, but the tentacles were bloody and sticky.

Are there any injuries here too?

Her movements paused, and when she was about to feel how badly she was injured, her slender wrist was clasped by a big, thick palm.

Immediately afterwards, she heard a weak and hoarse voice: "Qin Fengwan, what are you doing?"

Princess Xinyang was startled: "Xiao Ji? Really... is it you?"

Her eyes were red, and hot tears welled up in the corners of her eyes.

Xiao Ji's injuries were serious, and he spoke weakly, but his tone was still appropriate: "Qin Fengwan...don't think that this Marquis is injured...you can take the opportunity...to do whatever you want with this Marquis..."

Princess Xinyang suddenly couldn't cry.

His body was very hot, and his consciousness gradually became a little fuzzy, but he never let go of her wrist.

All his strength seemed to go there.

Princess Xinyang raised her other hand and touched his forehead: "It's so hot, how did you come here? Didn't you and Chang Jing fall into the snow pit in front?"

Below the snow pit is the cave. He pushed Chang Jing up and fell down by himself. The two stone slabs of the cave collapsed, sealing the entrance of the cave.

He dragged his injured body and walked in another direction. After walking for an unknown distance, his strength was exhausted and he could no longer walk.

Princess Xinyang said to him: "You wait for me here, I'll call Long Yi."

He didn't let go.

Feeling the strength on her wrist, Princess Xinyang frowned anxiously, but she couldn't forcefully pull his hand away. She turned her head, looked in the direction she came from and shouted: "Long Yi! I found Xiao Ji!"

Click!

There was a cracking sound from the top.

This place is going to collapse!

"Can you still go? The cave is about to collapse!" Princess Xinyang asked him.

Xiao Ji slowly let go of her hand.

He can't go.

But she can go.

Long Yi, Zhang Yong and the others didn't dare to act rashly at all, otherwise if one was not careful, the whole cave would collapse, and Xiao Ji and Princess Xinyang would all be buried underneath.

Zhang Yong was about to collapse: "Princess, my ancestor, why did you go down?"

The death of a marquis is enough for him to drink a pot, and with the princess of a country, his wealth and life will be lost!

Hearing the gradually cracking voice, Long Yi suddenly pulled Zhang Yong back a step.

There was only a loud bang, and the cave collapsed!

With that small hole as the center, it spread to the caves at both ends, and the rocks on the side collapsed inch by inch. Princess Xinyang grabbed Xiao Ji's arm with all her strength, trying to help him up.

Seeing that the two of them were about to be crushed to death, Xiao Ji, who had already exhausted his vitality, suddenly got strength from where, hugged her soft waist and turned over.

boom!

Their original location collapsed.

Rock fragments fell beside the two of them, Xiao Ji covered her with his tall and weak body, and protected her side with his arms.

Fragmentary rocks hit his back one by one, he gritted his teeth to hold on, the veins on his forehead and arms popped up, and cold sweat dripped down one by one.

It took several breaths before everything finally stopped.

The way they came was completely blocked, and they had no choice but to continue walking forward, or to sleep here forever.

Princess Xinyang raised her hand and touched his face: "Xiao Ji."

Xiao Ji didn't move.

His strength was long gone, and he maintained the posture of protecting her with an obsession.

He had lost consciousness, and only his lower body remained frozen there.

"Xiao Ji...Xiao Ji...Xiao Ji, did you hear me?"

Princess Xinyang couldn't wake him up, his body temperature was rapidly disappearing, and his breathing became weak.

Her trembling hands touched his neck.

She couldn't feel his pulse.

His heartbeat...stopped.

Princess Xinyang lay under him, tears welled up in her eyes: "Xiao Ji... Xiao Ji, don't die... don't die..."

She still lost him.

Since when did he enter her heart?

Did he kill the old Liang Wang, or did he take back Qing'er's antidote, or did he stand guard outside her delivery room all night in the cold winter...

She couldn't tell, she only knew that it was too late.

"I haven't told you yet...my illness is cured...I won't push you away again...you open your eyes and look at me..."

"Xiao Ji, look at me..."

She burst into tears.

It turns out that losing one's lover is such a heart-wrenching feeling.

ow.

But why did she understand so late?

Why couldn't she discover her heart earlier?

"Xiao Ji..." She clutched at the lapel of his clothes, crying hoarsely.

"Ahem!"

Xiao Ji, who was lying on top of her vainly, suddenly took a deep breath, and coughed desperately!

Princess Xinyang was startled, she opened her eyes full of tears and looked at him in the darkness without blinking: "Xiao Ji! Xiao Ji!"

Xiao Ji turned his head away, coughing so badly that he wished he could cough up his lungs.

Princess Xinyang hurriedly supported him to sit down against the wall, and asked choked with sobs, "Are you alright?"

Xiao Ji panted, "Just now I couldn't catch my breath... I almost died..."

Princess Xinyang's tears became more violent.

She is not a person who loves to cry, and she is not pregnant. She can't figure out why her tears can't be stopped today.

Xiao Ji leaned against the wall weakly, said in pain and weakness: "Qin Fengwan, what were you talking about just now?"

"It's nothing." Princess Xinyang wiped her tears solemnly, and tried to speak as usual, "Do you have any burns on your body? Let me see where you are hurt."

Xiao Ji raised his left arm, which was actually more seriously injured but not bleeding, and pulled her into his arms forcefully and domineeringly.

Her heart skipped a beat, and she heard him whisper in her ear: "I heard it, Qin Fengwan."

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