Yang Xuechen in the heart held back a son of anger, just by Huo dieying embrace to the bed, also want to say something, but was in front of the woman strong kiss up, a lot of words are contained in the lips, his body soft, but stubborn again bite her lips, push her to the bedside.

I don't know how long I've been kissing her. After a long time, Yang Xuechen just wanted to have a meeting. Unfortunately, he may have been separated for too long. He can't help but push her away. The initiative is always in the hands of women.

When Yang Xuechen finally made up her mind to leave the woman's lips, she only felt the faint fragrance coming from her body. She felt that she had become a stove. The temperature in the room became higher and higher, and the scene in front of her became more and more blurred. Her limbs seemed to be able to move and had strength.

Vaguely, it seems to hear the words from the people in my ears: "this is something I've been thinking about for a long time. Finally, I can plan and implement it."

After that, he felt that he had lost his voice completely in his head, and then he was hugged by a warm body. It seemed that in this year, he always had such a dream. The woman he missed in the dream was beside him, and he could hold her to sleep peacefully every night.

It's a pity that every time he wakes up, he is always surrounded by a cold mattress. What he can face is the increasingly abandoned body. When he can see more and more, he can often receive news about Huo dieying from the capital. She becomes more and more nervous, and her business is getting bigger and bigger. She has made good sisters, and her relationship with Yin is getting better and better, and her relationship with Lin Nanpu is getting worse, and it's only a pity The news is his favorite.

When Yang Xuechen wakes up again, the gentle morning light comes in, and the clear birdsong comes out of the window. He rubs his eyes and looks down at the woman in his arms. He can't help but frown. What's the matter?

The woman in front of him only wore a gauze, and leaned against her arms to give out even breathing sound, but her whole body was covered with blue and purple kisses. His complexion immediately sank down, and he could not help sitting up. He gently lifted the quilt beside her feet, and looked at the dazzling red on the white quilt, and his heart hurt tightly.

When people around him have a reaction, he turns around and sees Huo dieying looking at himself calmly.

"It's my own choice. Life and death are up to me. It has nothing to do with you. You don't have to yell at me and get angry. You won't blame you when you die." Huo dieying finished, then dressed carelessly, ready to leave.

"You're still alive." Yang Xuechen says aloud.

Huo dieying's action of dressing stopped, and then he understood what he meant. He laughed: "I won't die easily. I've been married for a long time. Being your woman is what I want to do most. I also want to end a dispute. In a word, you saved me this night."

"What do you mean, to be clear, I don't understand?" Yang Xuechen pulls Huo dieying, and her eyes are firmly looking at the woman in front of him. He has accumulated too many words in his heart. He wants to say, ask and explain clearly. They need enough time to communicate.

Huo dieying said with a smile: "you are the one who left me. Now the one who sent me to liangwangfu is Yin. He knew you were here from the beginning. After you left, I was immersed in the pain of losing you for a full year. All of you looked at me coldly. No one said a word. Just carry out your plan calmly and rationally. Can I He said, "I hate you."

"I don't want to let myself die in front of you. It's too cruel and I'm not responsible for you. If you leave me, you can start your own new life, just as you are now living wantonly in the capital. This time silver suddenly sent you back, something serious must have happened. Otherwise, he won't easily send you to Xiliang."

"One person, one question. Why did you leave after killing Yang Haisheng?" Huo dieying asked again. He was secretly surprised. Then he murmured to himself, "it's related to the exposure of your identity by Yang Fu. You're a ghost."

Huo dieying said here, in the heart inexplicable burst of guilty, she dropped her head, some remorse.

Yang Xuechen lies beside the bed and pillows his hands behind his head. He moves his hands and changes a comfortable posture. At this time, he finds that he can move his limbs freely. The helpless feeling of being unable to take care of himself and walking is gone. Why? He had a strange idea in his heart, but how could it be that she was from the Huo family.

However, she is the adopted daughter of the Huo family, not the real miss of the Huo family. Whose daughter is she? Is it possible?

Yang Xuechen thought a lot, he moved his hands in front of Huo dieying, "I can move my arms freely, is it the result of your treatment for me?"

"No, even if I treat you, it can only slow down your pain. As for the disease, I can only continue to dispense medicine. Maybe I can be optimistic." This is the first time Huo dieying clearly tells the illness in front of Yang Xuechen.

Yang Xuechen's eyes are a little complicated, and her heart is a little lost. Her medical skills have been good, and he is also slowly angry. Maybe he is optimistic about her, and he really doesn't want to live so decadent.

"When you are sick, I don't know when I can cure you, so I will try my best to make you happy, try my best to relieve your pain, and hope to have more courage to fight against your disease, especially when you are recovering, I tell you that you will feel more peaceful."Huo dieying pulls Yang Xuechen's hand and cuts his pulse carefully to make sure that he has no problem with his body. He nods and says, "you've recovered, but you still have some weakness. You need to stay in bed and drink some nutritious soup. You can get out of bed in a few days."

"You haven't said, what happened to you, why am I free now?"

The question in Yang Xuechen's heart is more and more big, but the idea in his heart is more and more big, but he really doesn't dare to think that way, is she the woman?

"I am the Holy Spirit." Huo dieying dun dun, clearly saw Yang Xuechen's body violently vibrated for a while, even the eyes all became shining, as if there was a feeling of good luck in the sky.

Huo dieying also to finish other words, only feel the whole person whirling around, in front of the man like crazy, will she fell on the bed, kiss up.

I don't know how long later, when she reacted, it was dark. This man, too much, trapped her in bed for a day!

"You can't go too far!" Huo dieying ran for her life. She wrapped up her nightgown and ran to the bathroom next door. There was hot water prepared in advance. The hot water in the barrel was hot. Although it could not compare with the natural hot spring pool in the general's mansion, she was still very satisfied.

There was a knock outside the bathroom door, and Yang Xuechen's voice came over.