Chapter 1675

Cold, cold.

It was the first time in his life that he felt cold. It turned out that cold was such a taste and such a pain.

He wanted to use his internal skill to resist the cold, but he found that there was no internal skill or vitality in his body.

Qi movement, visceral pain immediately make him frown and draw Qi, how can it be like this? What happened?

It was so cold that he reached for the quilt and tried to pull it up.

He was not caught, but touched a hand, a warm, smooth, soft and boneless hand.

He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the side of the bed where he was lying. A black head was lying beside the bed. That hand was hers.

Wener? How could she be here? This, where is this?

Memory came to him like a tide, and the half moon lake that night came back little by little.

At the end of the day, he tried his best to stop wen'er from exploding himself. He was seriously injured. Later, he didn't know.

This is Wener's home. Is it Wang Fu's house?

At this time, a maid pushed the door in and saw that young master Yun was staring at the Sleeping Princess beside the bed with wide eyes. She hurried forward and said with a smile, "young master Yun, are you awake?"

Yuntian makes a silent move, indicating not to wake wen'er up.

The maid agreed to see that Yuntian was holding her Princess's small hand. She could not help but smile and said: "princess, these heavenly clothes are taking care of you. You are really tired. You haven't had a good rest for many days. No wonder you can sleep so well."

Seeing that her eyes swept at him from time to time, Yuntian grasped Wen's hand. Knowing that it might not be good, he released her hand and said in a dry voice, "bring water."

The maid went to fetch the water, but didn't expect that this young master Yun, just like he hasn't drunk water in 800 years, one by one, even after drinking three pots, he hasn't stopped...

After serving Yuntian and drinking water, the maid hurriedly retreated and went to baoyueju to invite the princess.

There was only him and wen'er in the room. He was leaning against the bed. She lay on the side of the bed. When he was unconscious, she couldn't help but guard him. It turned out that in her heart, he also had a certain position. He was warm in his heart and never had a comfortable mood.

Like now, with her company, even if you lose your internal skill, even if you don't have 200 years of longevity, so what?

As long as he has her around, he can do nothing.

When Rongyue came to Fengye Pavilion, Nianwen didn't wake up. She pushed Nianwen to wake her up from her sleep.

"Mother? Why are you here? " Wen'er rubbed his eyes and sat up. He yawned. He found that the sky was awake. He sat at the head of the bed and looked at her with his deep eyes.

"Cloud sky? Are you awake? When did you wake up? "

There was a faint smile on the pale face of the sky, "I just woke up and didn't call you when I saw you sleeping soundly."

She hurriedly got up from the footstool, sat down by the bed, reached for his pulse, and after careful examination, her eyebrow wrinkled again: "what's the matter, your skill is still missing, what's the matter?"

The sky didn't make a sound. He didn't know why. There was no energy left in his body. It was so strange.

"Let me see!" Qi Rongyue stands behind reading tattoo.

Nianwen gets up and gets out of the way. Seeing his mother's pulse, he uses a silver needle to find several acupoints on him.

"Mother, how is it?" Nianwen asked as soon as she saw that her mother had received the silver needle.