Sijiu finally went to see the silly dragon.
It wasn't entirely because she was seduced by Charles's beauty, but because when she asked, "But why should I?", Charles' eyes were red, and he looked at her for a long time before he finally said those words.
He said, "Because Xiuzhen is in trouble, Your Highness will definitely be very distressed."
At that moment, Si Jiu felt a real pain in his heart.
After Charles brought her to Xiu's room, he left in silence.
Sijiu stood several meters away from the bed where Xiu was lying, and hesitated for a long time before walking over.
He was now in human form, his pale face standing out against the black bedding, the quilt covering his neck directly, so Si Jiu couldn't see his wound.
But she smelled blood in the air again.
She took a few steps closer and lifted the quilt. As expected, she saw that his shoulder was not wearing a shirt. It was obviously wrapped in gauze, but it was completely stained with blood. It was obvious at a glance that the wound was still bleeding.
Si Jiu's gaze moved from his wound to his face. When he broke into her room last night, her first feeling was not shock, but an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.
At that moment, she even thought she was dreaming.
After that, Xiu gave her the impression of being fierce.
That kind of murderous and bestial ferocity.
But now he was sleeping with his eyes closed, his face was still the same, with no special expression, but it inexplicably gave Si Jiu a well-behaved feeling.
And this face looks so familiar.
It's not that familiar feeling of having seen it somewhere before.
But...
Si Jiu stared at him for a long time, and suddenly realized that his face, from his facial features to his face shape, was similar to those people he knew.
She shuddered at her own inexplicable conclusion and looked away hastily and chaotically.
Three minutes later, Sijiu tore off the gauze wrapped around Xiu's wound without disturbing him.
Two bloody penetrating wounds were clearly exposed in front of Si Jiu's eyes. She could clearly say that she had stabbed them herself, but she couldn't help but gasp, "It looks so painful. Did I stab that hard?"
With hesitation, curiosity, and a little bit of guilt, she slowly reached out her hand and gently poked the edge of the wound with her fingertips.
It was really just a light touch.
Then she felt an extremely strong sense of being watched.
Si Jiu turned his head and met Xiu's black and gold pupils.
Wine steward: Damn.
Isn't it said that he is injured, sick and unconscious and is about to die?
Why has the alertness become so great?
His eyes were dark, but occasionally there was a golden light flashing in them.
A bit dangerous.
Si Jiu seemed to have his hair exploded all over his body, and he stood up straight and wanted to run away.
She reacted very wrongly.
Because the next moment, Xiu, who was still in a daze, was stimulated by her excessive reaction. He almost jumped up, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back.
She landed hard on him, knocking him over as well.
Although he fell on the bed, she still heard Xiu groan.
Sijiu: “!!!”
Si Jiu struggled to get up, but was held roughly by an arm and couldn't get up at all.
While struggling, she heard the other person gasp in pain several times.
You don't even need to look to know that the already bad wound will probably only get worse.
Suddenly, I got angry.
"Are you sick? Let me go."
"No."
Following this resounding rejection, he wrapped his other arm around her, squeezing her even tighter. Si Jiu even felt like she might be strangled in two.
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