The operation started in the morning and ended in the evening. Finally, the closed door creaked and opened. The first one to come out was Xia Laozi. He was tired. When he saw Xia Yuanqiu's frightened and concerned eyes, he immediately said, "it's OK. It's OK. The operation is successful. He's ok now!" Mr. Xia hurried to Yuanqiu, put his hand in his arms and patted her on the back: "good granddaughter, if you want to cry, you can cry. Grandfather is here!"

These days have been holding the tears, and finally found a vent, she fell on the chest of her grandfather, crying, God knows how afraid she is, how afraid she is to lose the person who said that life will not leave her, all the way, she strong support tired body, constantly self comfort, constantly tell yourself, as long as you come back, it will be OK, as long as you go back to the palace, it will be OK However, when the door was closed, she could not see the operation inside. The feeling of panic and fear became more and more intense with the passage of time.

Until just now, when grandfather said it was ok, her heart was always tense, and finally relaxed.

Crying for a while, she finally cried tired, so fell asleep in grandfather's chest.

God King came out from the inside. Seeing such a daughter, he couldn't help reddening his eyes. At the beginning, he had such a big heart that he let her go to Beiming alone. If he went with his daughter, how could she suffer so much?

Shenjun picked up Xia Yuanqiu, took him into the inner room, and put him on the Royal horizontal couch. After thinking about it, he pushed the Royal horizontal couch to Zhu Yan's bed, so that when she or he woke up, he or she could see each other.

In the middle of the night, the autumn wind gradually cools up, and the moonlight sprinkled in from the window also looks colder.

The anesthetic receded, and the pain forced him to wake up from his sweet sleep. He was familiar with the pain, which he had experienced before, though in different parts.

There was no light in the room. It was cold moon. He saw that the place he was in was king Jing's residence, which he was very familiar with. Did he come back? He remembers that when he was fighting Princess Mochou, he seemed to have an accident. Normally, even if he didn't die, he should be imprisoned in the northern Palace by Mochou! How did he get back?

The pain in his head made him dare not move easily. He could feel the breath of a person beside him. He was even and sweet. This familiar and kind voice was what he missed most during his time in Beiming.

He gently turned his head and saw the missing face day and night. It was just strange that her face didn't seem very good. Her eyes were sunken and her face was pale and thin. It was just like a different person!

He stretched out his hand to touch her face, but he was afraid that she would fall asleep. It must have something to do with him. It must have been because he was lost in Beiming and worried about the night that she became like this.

He finally retracted his hand and just looked at her quietly. His eyes were greedy and he couldn't see enough.

When North Ming meets Mo Chou's magic attack, he takes several surviving subordinates to escape into the cold region. He thinks he will never come back. At that time, he regrets that he didn't look at her more, and he regrets that he didn't hold her more before leaving. The cold region, the pain of the body, and the fading life make him miss her embrace and the first time with her The first moment.

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