Yisha did not wake up. Although the corpse and death energy had already been transferred, her own body was turned, and the doctor said that Yisha's own survival was not very strong. To be blunt, she didn't want to live much.

This idea shocked Caesar and the others, but at that moment, Takabe and the others were watching Caesar, why did Isa have such an idea?

Because she was very tired, although he didn't say that Caesar had become the King of the Sea and became a reality when he got married to Alina. She felt that her presence was getting smaller and smaller, and Isa was too smart.

So she was not too worried at the moment when the zombie-eating ghost attacked, because she felt that everyone else could do the rest.

Caesar didn't say a word, but just stayed by Yisha's side silently, Alina and Clara were also with each other, and the three women were together. From the moment they knew they were beautiful, the three were put together. A long time ago, they thought it was difficult to find the person they like, but they found it, but they were just the same person.

And they were just as uneasy as they could not extricate themselves. The room was quiet and no one spoke. Everyone had only one wish and hoped that Yisha would wake up.

Elina looked at Clara's focused eyes, looked at Caesar's struggled self-blame, and looked at the pale and Isa who didn't want to survive. She felt that she had to make a decision.

"Second brother, I have something to tell you."

Caesar was slightly stunned, looking at Alina's haggard expression, knowing that she was also very sad during this period, so he nodded and the two of them came to the side hall.

"Nana. Sorry, I..."

Alina covered Caesar's mouth, "Second brother, don't say anything, I know everything, but I can't pass this level, I work hard and blame myself."

Alina was not having a good time. Her happiness was achieved through the joint efforts of everyone, but she was the only one who was happy, and the others had to end it with death?

Alina couldn't imagine that if that were the case, she wouldn't be happy in her life, but she couldn't pass this level because selfishness or true love was selfish and unique?

No one can explain clearly that in this question, there will never be an answer.

Alina cried for a while, and the two talked for a long time. Clara was also worried about it, but when she saw Caesar and Alina again, their expressions were a little different, and they seemed to be much more relaxed. But she didn't say anything, but there was no longer any guilt or burden in the eyes of Alina looking at Clara.

"Lala. We haven't whispered for a long time. Let my second brother take care of Sister Yisha here. Whoever makes him so bad should be punished!"

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Alina said with a smile, and Clara still nodded obediently. Lala no longer wants to fight for anything now. She just hopes that Alina will not drive her away, except staying with Caesar. She doesn't want anything.

After the two left, the room seemed quieter. Caesar looked at Yisha on the hospital bed quietly, his face was so pale, but it was still so beautiful. Many times, Caesar ignored her beauty and always thought that Yisha was the strongest person in the world. Maybe at some point, Yisha was his sister, or even his mother. Yisha's care made him warm, and he could even *.

Caesar has no mother or brothers and sisters, so he doesn't know what these feelings really feel, but Isa's injury this time made him know that he can't live without her.

It is a complex attachment and dependence, and it is hard to explain clearly, and how many of these feelings can be explained clearly.

Caesar slowly picked up Yisha's hand, which was so weak, but almost all the pressure of major events was borne on this weak shoulder. Then the decision was made from these delicate hands, and every decision had to carry a lot of things. Caesar, who was in his current position, had already understood this, and Yisha had understood it a long time ago.

Finally, Caesar slowly kissed Yisha's pale forehead. He hoped Yisha would wake up and not sleep anymore!

Maybe I really felt it, Yisha's body trembled slightly. A master like Caesar could not hide any slight changes from him.

"Yisha, Yisha, Yisha..."

Perhaps Caesar's call was effective. After releasing his sacrifice, Yisha, who had been in a coma for three days, finally opened her eyes. When Yisha saw Caesar's Yisha, she still showed a warm smile.

"I'm still alive." He slowly stretched out and stroked Caesar, as if he was sure of the truth of all this.

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"Yisha, it's okay, you're fine!"

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Yisha, you have just recovered. Don't talk too much, you need to rest!"

Hearing the sound, Alina and Clara also walked in. It was obvious that the little princess's eyes were flashing with surprise, "Sister Yisha, you're awake, it's great."

"Lah, don't make a noise, Sister Yisha is just right."

"Hehe." Clara stuck out her little tongue naughtyly.

"I worry everyone, I feel much better, but I'm a little weak."

"Sister Yisha, you scared us. Don't be stern all day long. Kao, this guy, drinks a lot of wine every day. Didi wants to eat people. Bati can make sticks everywhere. When you wake up, they can finally get back to normal."

"Hehe, and my second brother, I'll be with you every day, and I don't even care about us."

The ambiguous words of Alina and Clara also made a layer of blush appear on Yisha's pale pretty face.

"Okay, Yisha just woke up, don't be too noisy."

It’s you that quarrels. Let’s tell Sister Yisha some little secret. You go and prepare some food, and it’s light. Go quickly!”

Under the great Sea Emperor's crown, the king of Cagliari, was driven out by the two princesses.

However, Caesar rushed to the kitchen happily, frightening the imperial kitchen to the point of being furious... Will Your Highness cook in person?

Can he cook porridge?

When Caesar raised the pot and spoon happily, he suddenly felt that this could not be cooked by putting a fireball. Fighting Qi? Forbidden spell?

Tsk, it seemed that it wouldn't work. When I looked back, the chefs were staring at him in amazement... Caesar held a spatula like a sword. "Ahem, you can teach me to cook some porridge and ask for seafood porridge!"

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