Chapter 387

For three days and three nights, Zhao Wanxi stayed at Leng Lanxi's bedside, changing her dressing and wiping her body.

Jiangxueyuan, a place like this, is not a favorite on weekdays, but its only advantage is that it is quiet and there is no one to disturb.

The rustle of leaves came from the grass outside the window. Zhao Wanxi glanced out of the window. Although it was dark, she knew that there was someone guarding the dark place all the time.

"Well --"

Princess Lanxi's hoarse voice came from the couch. She had a high fever and was in a coma for three days and three nights. Finally, her life signs were stable and she was out of danger.

"Is Princess Lanxi awake? I'll pour you water. "

Zhao Wanxi holds her head and feeds her warm water. Leng Lanxi's consciousness gradually wakes up, and her dry throat voice is still very hoarse -

"sister Wanxi, where's my mother?"

Zhao Wanxi wanted to say something nonsense, but Princess Lanxi's clear eyes were staring at her tightly. The deep gratitude and trust in her eyes made her swallow what she said.

"I don't want to cheat Princess Lanxi, but I hope you can be strong."

Her voice is very light, but Leng Lanxi is dizzy and lack of oxygen. She tries to shake her head to make her brain more sober.

The moonlight outside the window is bright and dark, the night wind is chilly, but Leng Lanxi's body is shivering. She shivers her lips slightly and asks softly, "sister Wanxi, my mother's wife Something happened to her, right? "

Zhao Wanxi only stared at her, her eyes were clear and light, and she didn't say anything.

However, from the expression on her face, Leng Lanxi has got the answer.

Her small mouth clenched her lips, as if trying to control her emotions, and finally slowly closed her eyes, with tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Although she is just a new acquaintance, Zhao Wanxi can feel Leng Lanxi's tenacity in her bones. The little girl, who is less than 15 years old, has just come back from the death line, and then bears the pain of losing her mother. Her tenacity is far beyond Zhao Wanxi's imagination.

Zhao Wanxi knows that at this time, she needs to be alone -

"I'll go out for a walk! If Princess Lanxi wants to cry Just cry! "

Out of the room, a gust of cold wind came. The depressed courtyard was as silent as death. The moonlight in the night sky hid in the clouds, bright and dark, adding a bit of ghost like atmosphere.

The night wind is rustling, and the chill blows away Zhao Wanxi's tired sleepiness. She embraces her hands in front of her chest, just waking up in the night wind.

Suddenly a warm back, a cape from behind her package, along with her whole body together, all fell into the man's arms, the familiar male breath light escape into the bottom of the nose.

Zhao Wanxi turned her head and looked back, showing her eyebrows: "how are you?"

She always thought that Chao San was the one who was lurking in the dark to protect herself. She earned it gently and couldn't earn it out of the man's arms at all.

Leng Jun Ao's strong arms hugged her tightly, and her eyes were bright and dark. This woman ran to the cold and depressed place like snowfall garden to wait on people without saying hello, which really made him a little unhappy.

"There's a doctor's office in the palace. Don't mind your own business any more."

Obviously, men only know one thing, but they don't know the other. Zhao Wanxi knows that it's yunzipei who sent the news out.

The deep and hoarse voice whispered again: "looking at your endless server, I feel sorry..."