Distressed Young Woman Transmigrates: Wangfei Who Defies the Imperial Edict Chapter 293: Accompaniment (1)

In the next ten days or so, it was still a depressing life of recuperating from injuries.

However, Feng Luoxuan is not too autocratic, and occasionally he would take her out of the garden to bask in the sun and enjoy the scenery.

Otherwise she will ferment into mushrooms.

Yan Chi still didn't come, she didn't understand what he was busy with, and he didn't even have time to visit her.

There was an unspeakable uneasiness in her heart.

It seems that since she woke up, some things have quietly changed, but she can't find any traces.

Still unable to sleep at night, a person hides the pain on his back in the dark, unable to distract his attention, so the pain becomes more and more unbearable.

I can only look out the window and wait for the dawn, feeling very desolate, and want to cry for no reason.

When did she become so fragile? I can't bear even a little pain.

There is no one in the middle of the night, the moon moves and the shadows of flowers hang on the railings, and crickets chirp in the grass in the pond.

Xiao Yao felt that Li Bai's "Thoughts in a Quiet Night" could not be more appropriate to express his mood at the moment.

"The bright moonlight in front of the bed is suspected to be frost on the ground. I raise my head to look at the bright moon, and lower my head to think of my hometown." She chanted softly, and then felt the night was desolate, and her heart was full of loneliness. She wanted to talk to someone, but there was nowhere to go. Searching.

What she misses is not her hometown, but the person in the capital.

"Yan Chi, Yan Chi... My wound hurts so badly, why don't you come to my side to comfort me? I want you to hug me and stroke my hair to lull me to sleep, but why don't you come? "

She was so sad that she sobbed softly, and the tears rolled down on the pillow, moistening a large area.

She was immersed in her emotions alone, and she didn't even know that Feng Luoxuan approached quietly.

"Yao'er, what's wrong? Why are you crying again? Does the wound hurt?" Feng Luoxuan opened the bead curtain hanging down in the inner room, and found Xiao Yao lying on his stomach on the pillow, crying softly with tears in his eyes, flustered all of a sudden Get up and walk quickly.

Seeing that it was him, Xiao Yao immediately wiped away his tears indiscriminately, because his nose twitched after crying and his voice was hoarse.

"Brother Huang, why are you here?"

Feng Luoxuan was still wearing her daytime clothes, obviously she hadn't slept yet.