It's really ice...
July Autumn Ice...
The ice that came out of Qin Ye's body...
The ice melted into water, dripped onto the ground from the fingertips, and disappeared without a trace.
Zong Zhengchen looked at his wet palms with complicated eyes.
Just now, he clearly felt that in the dantian area of Ye'er's abdomen, there was a very deep internal force brewing. This internal force was so powerful that it shocked him.
The frost reminded him of a martial arts secret book that had been lost for over three hundred years - the Ice Sutra.
Condense air into water, condense water into ice, condense ice into sword, killing people invisibly.
This supreme martial arts secret book caused a sensation throughout the world at that time, and caused countless people to fight each other to get it, resulting in casualties everywhere. Even he had never seen it, but only heard of it.
Such a mysterious and powerful skill appeared in Qin Ye.
Ye'er, how many secrets are you hiding from me?
Zong Zhengchen stared deeply at Qin Ye, pursed his thin lips, calmed the surge in his body, then walked closer to the bed, and saw that the woman's body temperature had returned to normal?
Still a little cold?
She seemed to be asleep, with her eyes closed, breathing steadily and evenly, sleeping peacefully, without any trace of Chinese medicine.
Zong Zhengchen frowned and stared at her for a moment, then pulled the quilt over her and covered her. After making sure that the effect of the medicine had worn off and that she was safe, he stepped out.
Close the door.
The moment he turned around, his angular face was filled with murderous intent, and was extremely cold:
"Someone come!"
.
Qin Ye slept very long and deeply, and she had a dream.
In a dream.
She was kicked into the stove by an invisible big foot. The raging fire surrounded her. She was so hot that she struggled hard but couldn't get free.
Just as she died in despair, snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
The snow fell heavily, putting out the fire, but it kept falling, surrounding her as well.
The coldness penetrated into my pores and chilled my heart.
cold……
So cold...
My whole body felt frozen, I couldn't move even a finger, and I was so cold that I could hardly breathe.
So cold...
"ah!!"
On the bed, a slender body suddenly sat up.
"Princess, you finally woke up!"
"Cold..." Qin Ye's teeth were chattering due to the cold, and he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
"Have a cup of hot water quickly, it's just been boiled, be careful..." It's hot.
Before she uttered the word "hot", Yue'er saw the princess take the cup and drink it all in one gulp.
This is boiling water!
sky!
After the hot water entered her stomach, Qin Ye felt a little better. Just as she breathed a sigh of relief, she touched the scalding hot cup and immediately threw it away:
“Oh my god!”
So hot!
But, the next second, her expression immediately became strange.
Isn't she dreaming?
She touched her hands and they were cold to the bone. She lowered her head and covered herself with five quilts. She didn't feel the water was hot after drinking it.
Not a dream?
she……
"Xiao Ye, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me!" Yue'er was so frightened that she didn't even care about the separation between master and servant and the etiquette.
"That's boiling water, boiling water! You, you... someone come quickly!"
"My Lord, My Lord!"
Yue'er hurried out to call for help.
Qin Ye didn't know what was wrong with her. She felt so hot and so cold at the same time, as if she was dreaming again. She was half asleep and half awake, and even she couldn't tell reality from illusion.
"Wild!"
Outside the door, Zong Zhengchen ran over quickly, rushed to the bed, held her cold little hand that was gradually returning to normal body temperature, and said softly:
"I am here, where are you feeling uncomfortable?"