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Chapter 393

That elegant and beautiful face was visibly thinner.

His complexion didn't look very good.

Very white, without a trace of blood.

The lip color is also a little white, and it is no longer moist and lustrous as before.

Only those eyes, when looking at her, were so bright, so deep, and so hot.

Such a pair of eyes. . .When looking at you, it will make you feel like the whole world, and all he can see is you.

He was wearing a loose white robe.

The originally thin body seemed to have lost a lot of weight now.

The white robe was empty on him.

A very prominent collarbone was exposed.

The black hair is scattered and loose, pinned in a bun. . .It was the hairpin she gave him.

Luo Qixi froze on the spot, and after a while, she murmured, "You've lost weight..."

Di Fengyu also looked at her in a daze.

He stared at her for a while, his bright eyes dimmed a little, he looked away reluctantly, lowered his head, with a bitter smile on his lips, and said softly, "Qixi, it's Huaxi and Yuge who are looking for you Is it? I don't know about this, if you want to go back, I will send you off right now..."

"No..."

Luo Qixi interrupted him, walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, looked down at his haggard appearance, with unconcealable distress in his eyes, "They came looking for me, but they didn't force me."

Where would he be like this before.

Every time he appears, he is always elegant and graceful.

And now. .He looked as if he had suffered a serious illness, his face was haggard, and there was a trace of fatigue between his brows.

She felt a little sad just looking at it.

I also remembered that Huaxi said that he hadn't stepped out of the palace for several months.

If it's all because of her.

Then, she had hurt him invisibly.

The dimmed eyes of Di Fengyu once again glowed with a glimmer of brilliance.

He raised his eyes, stared deeply at her, and just looked at her for a long time before carefully asking, "Qixi, do you really want to come by yourself?"

Luo Qixi endured the soreness in her heart, and nodded slightly.

She hung up the white bed curtain, then sat on the edge of the bed, looked at his thin face, and sighed softly, "If I don't want to come, no one can force me, I don't know your situation, otherwise . . . I won't wait until now to come."

Di Fengyu froze for a moment, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, but soon, the smile on his lips disappeared again.

He pursed his lips, and said with a sad expression, "If you think that you have to come because I have saved you several times, then, in fact, you don't have to, really..."

There was a hint of sadness in his jade-like eyes, and he said in a calm voice, "Qixi, I will save you without asking for anything in return. I just do things according to my own will, and you don't have to feel that you owe me anything. Nothing is owed to me, everything is my own will.”

Seeing his sad eyes, seeing his dejected and lost expression, Luo Qixi suddenly rushed forward with a burst of anger, and impulsively held his hand.

Only now did she realize that his hands were very cold.

It was colder and colder than before.

The palm was clutched, as if it was not a hand, but a piece of ice.

Di Fengyu's body visibly trembled.

(End of this chapter)