Loser Princess Defies Heaven - Chapter 780

“You…”

“That’s all I have to say.” Feng Xi smiles, gets up a way, “demon empress, don’t disturb you to rest.”

Then he turned and left the spot.

Mo Qingge looked at her back, slightly distracted, and the thoughts in her mind became disordered again.

Gu mianmo, why did he do this?

No, it’s not. It’s not.

Gu mianmo in her memory is obviously merciless, cruel and cold-blooded. For the sake of power, she repeatedly trampled on her heart and pushed her into the abyss.

This is the person she remembers.

Digging heart to get soul grass, and taking the punishment for her, this pile, one by one, is also what she saw with her own eyes.

She hated the man to the bone, but she could really feel his tenderness.

Why, why?

Which one is he

Which is the real him?

…………

At night, the moon is cold and bright, calm, and the air after the rain becomes desolate.

Mo Qingge’s Lotus steps moved lightly. Unconsciously, he stood outside the demon God’s bedroom and stopped.

“The queen.”

The two guards bowed to give way without hesitation.

Mo Qingge stepped into the bedroom without saying a word. What came into sight was a dark silence, even without candlelight.

The huge inner hall is so empty and cold.

Not only the door of the hall was closed, but also all the windows were closed, as if they could not see the light.

She went around the screen and saw a little silver wave, which made her eyes bright.

In the silvery border, there is a shining vessel. In the vessel, it is the spirit grass flower that is blooming constantly, which is extremely enchanting.

She bit her lower lip, and her excitement surged to her heart.

Feng Xi didn’t cheat her, soul grass flower, really in his bedroom!

So my brother is saved.

She swore that no matter how much she hated Gu Mian Mo, she saw the moment of soul grass flower.

In a flash, my heart was only grateful to him.

Gu mianmo, you really didn’t cheat me.

I thought that his words were just to make me happy. Unexpectedly, they came true.

Subtle emotions, for a long time can not be dispersed.

If Gu mianmo really saves her brother, she can write off the old grudges.

She turned around and slowly moved to the bedside. She could barely see his dusty facial features and pale complexion with the faint light of the soul grass flower.

Even the breath is very weak. It seems to break at any time.

Mo Qingge squatted down and touched his wrist. Before he could feel his pulse, he felt a burst of hot.

Oh, my God!

Why is it so hot?

Mo Qingge subconsciously retracts his hand and touches his forehead, which is burning hot.

It’s so hot. I’m afraid it’s going to be silly!

She gently raised her hand, took out a few silver needles from Chu ring, and skillfully pricked his acupoints.

By this way, she carefully touched the pulse of the quilt ink, and instantly felt that there was a mixture of interaction.

There were countless injuries, including internal injuries, new ones and old ones. If it had not been for the body of demigod, such a heavy injury would have been enough for him to die hundreds of times.

No, this man has to be saved!

Otherwise, if he died, she would not be able to ask him face to face.

Looking at his withered thin lips, Mo Qingge immediately got up, poured a cup of water in the dark and sat by the bed.

“Here, drink water.”

Mo Qingge lifted him up, handed the cup to his lips and said.

Xu felt a little bit of temperature. In a daze, Gu felt the ink on his thin lips, and the corners of his lips were stained with some nectar.

It’s like rain in a long drought.

After feeding for a long time, he managed to swallow some.

Who knows, as soon as Mo Qingge put down his cup, he coughed violently. The voice in his throat was hoarse to the extreme.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the blood was vomited out by him.

Mo Qingge sighs helplessly.

White feed!

Looking at his pulse, it must have been two or three days since the drop of water came in, and her injury was still aggravating. If she didn’t save her, she would not live long.

“Gu mianmo, this time, I’ll give you your life.”

After that, Mo Qingge stretched out her hand, gently pulled his clothes open, threw out a dark fire with her backhand, and lit the candlestick beside the bed.

Suddenly, the faint candle light made the whole inner hall bright.

By the slightly dim light, Mo Qingge takes off his clothes, revealing dense blood holes, which all worsen a lot.

In addition to the wounds caused by prison thunder, there was a deep blood hole in his heart. The blood was flowing continuously, and only pieces of blood and flesh were blurred.

His heart beat faintly and almost stopped.

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and stroked his chest with his slender phalanx. He was stunned.

He really… Only half a heart left.

Mo Qingge shakes his head and keeps telling himself not to think about it, so he takes out the medicine from Chu Jie and begins to give it to him.

Suddenly, a muffled hum came from his ear. His eyelashes moved and his body trembled slightly.

Mo Qingge subconsciously lightens her hand.

His consciousness continued to sink to the bottom of the valley. He could not hear any sound or see any light or shadow.

Only vaguely aware, a little familiar breath.

Confused, he opened his lips slightly and said in a weak voice: “don’t… Don’t, don’t save me…”

For some reason, his tone sounded empty and hopeless, as if he had lost all his thoughts.

Mo Qingge can vaguely feel that he is struggling.

Whether it’s the body or the heart.

“Don’t help me…”

Ethereal indifferent voice, a more desperate than a sound.

She has been practicing medicine for so many years, and it’s the first time she’s ever met such a person with no idea.

It’s like the heart has been hollowed out. I’m dying.

Why on earth?

The body is easy to heal, but the heart is hard to cure.

When she was practicing medicine to save people, she also knew that the patient’s mood was very important. If the patient had no idea of life, even if he was reincarnated, he could not be saved.

Suddenly, Mo Qingge was a little anxious and said:

“Gu mianmo, you don’t want to die so easily! Even if I want to die, I can only kill you myself. Do you hear me? ”

Gu Mian’s consciousness was chaotic, and he couldn’t hear anything clearly. He only felt a familiar and warm breath around him intermittently.

It was a breath that he couldn’t help getting close to.

Is it a song?

In the dusk, he hugged Mo Qingge’s slender waist and would never let go.

Mo Qingge’s body is slightly stunned. Subconsciously, he wants to resist, but he feels a little compassion.

Well, I’d better finish the medicine first.

So, Mo Qingge droops his eyes and wants to continue to give him medicine, but his body dodges for a moment.

After biting his lower lip, Mo Qingge hugged him and said, “don’t move, please let me finish the medicine for you, OK?”

Her voice, gentle as water.