The black medicine juice was soaked on the chest, and the exposed skin was glowing with a jade-like luster.

Shangguan Yunxi looked at him for a while. Her husband was the most beautiful man in Quan Yunshu, with his literary and martial arts skills, and women all over the world fell in love with him.

How can such a person be a short-lived ghost?

She absolutely does not allow such a thing to happen!

She walked up gently, half-kneeled beside the wooden barrel, scooped up the black medicine juice with a small scoop of water and poured it on his shoulder.

The man opened his eyes slowly.

The girl's face was pale and had no blood at all, and a weak smile appeared on her mouth.

He reached out his hand and gently stroked her cheek, with the strong smell of medicine on his fingertips.

"The face is so bad, I've lost weight again."

She smiled and said, "I tried hard to eat, but I just didn't get any flesh."

Qin Muyan's fingertips depicted her eyebrows, with infinite pity and guilt.

"...I often wonder whether you shouldn't have endured this, right or wrong, if you stay with me."

The treacherous court, the insidious harem, and all kinds of open and hidden guns and arrows.

besides--

A dying husband.

She should have been a soaring eagle, but he selfishly trapped her in this inch.

Shangguan Yunxi's eyes felt sore, and he stretched out his hand and held his wide palm tightly.

His hands were big, his knuckles were long and straight, soaked in hot water, which was very warm.

She pretended to be angry: "What nonsense is that we are husband and wife, we are born in the same bed and die in the same cave. There is nothing right or wrong. As long as we can be with you, I don't care about anything."

"For me, listening to your breathing and falling asleep every night, and waking up in the morning for the first time I see you is my greatest happiness."

"So, I'm not allowed to say such things in the future. As long as you're good, everything I do is worth it."

Qin Muyan held her hand back and rubbed it carefully, and his cold eyebrows and eyes were covered with a soft color.

"God treats you well, no virtue can I be able to marry you."

The girl chuckled: "Maybe you and I saved the Milky Way in our previous life."

The man wondered: "The Milky Way?"

"Well, it means saving the whole world. We may have been the saviors in our previous life."

Qin Muyan chuckled, and his little wife always popped up strange words unexpectedly.

Shangguan Yunxi wrapped him in a bath towel, dried his body, changed into a cotton white robe, and helped him to lie on the bed.

Indoor cigarettes are curling, and the fragrance of medicine is filled with fragrance.

She handed him a bowl of soup, then half-kneeled behind him, and used a comb to comb his hair.

His hair was beautiful, black and shiny, drooping all the way to the back of his waist, and combed it on, and it slid to the end of his hair without any force.

"Your hair is so beautiful. By the way, is there a saying that getting married?"

Qin Muyan tilted his head slightly, his eyes soft: "Yes, cut a strand of hair before drinking a glass of wine, tie it together to show unity, and the ceremony of getting married is considered to be successful."

She felt sad when she heard that, they had never done anything.

She is an atheist. After this time she resurrected the soul by borrowing a corpse, she had to believe in the affairs of ghosts and gods.

The two got married in name but did not do the wedding ceremony either. In the future, they went to the underworld. Will the King of Hell not recognize their husband-wife relationship?

"Then remember to add, you owe me what you want me to make up for it in the future, and you are not allowed to miss it!"

He lowered his eyes, silently silenced, and drank the medicine soup in one go.

The moon is in the middle of the sky, and the drums at midnight have just been beaten, and Shangguan Yunxi turns over and rises up.
Chapter completed!