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With the help of the candlelight, Xiao Yan finally saw clearly that the blood that Yunluo bit her own tongue was bloody, and the blood she spit out just now was bitten by herself.

For almost an instant, Xiao Yan felt cold all over his body, as if he was at a loss when he saw Yunluo die in front of him that day.

Liancheng allowed Yunluo to settle down, but he stood in the courtyard watching, not daring to move.

When Liancheng came out again, the anger on his face was obvious, facing Xiao Yan, he couldn't help but sneer, "Xiao Yan, you keep saying that you love her, but you keep hurting her, just like you, what right do you have to continue?" Love her?"

Xiao Yan was scolded all over his face, but he didn't refute. He just froze for a long time before finally finding his voice, "She, she just..."

Why, self-harm...

Xiao Yan lingered on the last half of the sentence for a long time, but didn't dare to say it.

Liancheng sneered, "Xiao Yan, why do you think she came to see me today on the anniversary of Concubine Mei's death? She was to take medicine! For a whole year, she was haunted by nightmares every day, and every night dreamed that you treated her Good work done!

It took me a long time in the desert to let her gradually recover some spirits, so that she would no longer self-harm because of losing control of her emotions.Now because of you, the illness she had managed to calm down has relapsed again!Xiao Yan, you love her so much! "

Xiao Yan froze on the spot, full of words, but could not utter a single word at this moment.

He squeezed his hands tightly, as if he wanted to relieve some of the pain in his heart, but it was futile at all.

Liancheng looked at his absent-minded appearance for a moment, and didn't even bother to scold him.

He casually threw the small porcelain bottle in his hand on him, "This is her medicine. These few days are a dangerous period, remember to watch her carefully, and don't let her do anything that hurts you."

When they first arrived in the desert last year, when Yunluo got sick for the first time, she cut her wrist with a dagger.

The wound was deep, if he hadn't discovered it in time, I'm afraid Yunluo would really die.

It was also at that time that he truly understood that Yunluo's love for Xiao Yan had already become a demon.

After the injury, she pretended not to care on the surface, but actually used another method to engrave it deeply in Yunluo's heart.

When it is out of control, it will explode completely.

Xiao Yan took the porcelain bottle, but he couldn't help recalling what Yunluo said to him just now in his mind.

She begged him, begged himself to let her go...

Please don't touch her...

But what did he do.

Still the same as in the past, sparing no effort to hurt her.

It was clear that from the moment he knew she was alive, he had said that he would make up for her past injuries little by little, guard her, protect her, and not let her bear the slightest bit of wind and rain.

But in the end, he still broke his promise...

Xiao Yan smiled bitterly, held back the pain in his heart, and handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Liancheng, word by word, as if squeezed out of his throat, "Trouble you, help me, take care of her..."

A simple sentence made Liancheng stop abruptly when he was about to leave.

He looked at Xiao Yan in disbelief.

However, in the end it was the love of growing up together, he could be regarded as watching the process of Xiao Yan and Yun Luo's loving acquaintance, and now he understood Xiao Yan's thoughts after thinking about it for a while.

Immediately he smiled angrily, "Xiao Yan, she has a heart disease. A heart disease caused by you. Don't you think she really married me? I am a doctor, not a fairy. It took a whole year to cure her, Don't you understand why?"

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