Chapter 10 Mystery 3

"There is!" Her eyes suddenly lit up, "I'm going to find His Royal Highness. Yunhe has just brought him back from some nine-curve path. He will not be saved."

But leave Yunhe to find the prince. What should she do if there is something wrong? Thinking left and right, she helped Yunhe up and prepared to take her to Xiaoyun Hall for a long time.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her. Mimei turned around and immediately put down Yunhe and ran towards him: "Ah, Lord Haishen, you came just in time! Yunhe is injured!"

The sea ignored her and floated straight to the clouds. In Mimei's opinion, he was floating. Her wide clothes only shook in front of her eyes and had already arrived at Yunhe's side.

He lowered his head and probed Yunhe's nose, immediately helped her up and put his palm on her back. After about a quarter of an hour, he saw a trace of blood on Yunhe's pale face.

Mi Mei quickly said, "Is everything wrong with her?"

Canghai did not answer the question: "How could she suffer an internal injury?"

"Internal injury?" Mimei couldn't close her mouth. "It seems that she was injured by thunder with her bare hands!"

No need for her to say more, the sea has known the context. He bent down and picked up the soft and weak Yunhe and walked outside. Mimei said, "Where are you taking her?"

"Inji Pavilion."

"Can I go with you?" Mimei said anxiously, "I can take care of her."

Canghai whispered, "No, I will take good care of her." He disappeared in an instant with the clouds. Mimei was also anxious and felt a little jealous. Everyone loves Yunhe and plays with her, but no one pays attention to her.

She sat silently by the lotus pool and was heartbroken.

In the main bedroom of the Wuji Pavilion, Yunhe lies quietly in the sea**. The sea-blue quilt wrapped her soft body, which made her face particularly pale.

There are small and thin beads of sweat on the forehead.

Canghai twisted a towel and wiped it on her forehead. Yunhe moaned and his eyelashes trembled a few times. Canghai stared at her face and waited for her to open her eyes.

But she became quiet again.

He sighed gently and wiped away the sweat. He stared at this familiar, once crazy face, and somehow surged up with great sadness. It's even worse than the change 9,000 years ago.

The flame arrived at the lotus pond before dawn.

Unexpectedly, the lotus was destroyed. He hurried to the pool and saw the only lotus tilting its head dejectedly. He quickly flew on the lotus leaf and blew on it. Looking around, there was nothing else but the sound of Shuo Shuo's snow.

He shouted, "Yunhe!"

What responded to him was a slight sound in the distance. He went under the plum tree with his voice, "Yang Mei, come out."

Mimei woke up when he made his first cry. Hearing him shout again, her face fell down. She is obviously Mimei. Why does he always like to give people nicknames?

He came out and asked him, "Your Highness, what's your job?"

Where are the clouds? Why did Lian Peng look like this?

Mimei is angry: "Why do you think this is? It's all for you!"

Xiaoyan is not stupid, and his brain turns very fast: "Has Qingfeng ever been here?" Without waiting for her to answer, she hurriedly asked, "Call up Yunhe."

"She's not here. Where can I go?"

Xiaoyan's face changed: "Where did she go?"

After listening to Mimei's words, he turned around and rushed straight to the Wuji Pavilion. On the beach in the morning, the wind came with a little coolness and humidity.

He strode into the Wuji Pavilion, regardless of Canghai's disciple Jing Luo chased him and went straight into the bedroom of Canghai. The door opened, and the sea opened its eyes. Seeing the flame wind rushing in, he pounced at the bed and carefully groped for the clouds. After confirming that she was fine, a heart returned to its position.

The sea just looked at him coldly.

Jing Luo stopped talking helplessly at the door, and the sea said lightly, "Go down."

Jing Luo saluted, closed the door and went away. Canghai said, "Don't you feel rude to come here in such a hurry?"

"Do you feel rude to bring her here?" Xiaoyan's eyes are sharp.

"Excuse me?" Canghai sneered, "If it hadn't been for my 'disrespect', maybe she would have died by the lotus pool. I told her not to get close to you! What did you bring him?"

The flames are choked. Qingfeng was angry because of him. He knew it, so he was speechless. Holding his hand quietly, he spit out a few words from his lips, "How's she?"

"I took the thunder with my bare hands." Canghai looked at Yunhe, "I really don't know where her courage came from. If it hadn't been for swallowing a few elixirs these days, it would have disappeared at this moment.

Xiaoyan didn't say a word and looked at her on the bed tenderly, feeling lingering. He heard Canghai say, "If you don't want her to suffer too much, I advise you to let her go." Never see each other in the future, which can save her from suffering.

Xiaoyan is still speechless.

So, her refusal was right. The concerns and accusations of Canghai are also right. Before his marriage, he really shouldn't provoke Yunhe. But how can he bear it? Facing her, he can't help it.

Xian Yan saw her eyelashes move and quickly stepped forward. Seeing her open her eyes, she asked softly, "Do you feel better?"

After Yunhe looked at him clearly, he exhaled, "Where is this?"