Xianglan was so anxious that she could only keep wiping Mu Yuan's sweat.
Mu Yuan's forehead felt even hotter, and he became completely drowsy.
I was in a daze, and after nightfall I started murmuring: "I'm sorry, Qing'er, I'm sorry..."
Xianglan had no choice at all, she was almost desperate.
"Young village master, wake up, wake up, don't scare me."
"Qing'er..." Mu Yuan's heavy eyelids never opened.
Throughout the day, his consciousness became increasingly blurred, and he did not wake up again for most of the day.
"Young village master..." Xianglan knelt in front of the bed and finally couldn't help crying.
"Master of the Young Village, please wake up. Don't scare Xianglan. Master of the Village, please wake up."
But he still didn't open his eyes. His eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and he just couldn't lift them.
In the end, he was so tired that he didn't want to care about anything. The only thing on his mind was always: "I'm sorry..."
Sorry, he couldn't help himself.
Sorry, he can no longer be by her side.
I'm sorry, he betrayed her.
Sorry, sorry...
"Young Village Master... Wuwu, Young Village Master, why is it like this? Why are we like this?"
Xianglan fell to the ground, holding Mu Yuan's pale hand.
His hands were very hot, but the palms of his hands were so cold that there seemed to be no warmth at all.
Why is this happening?
Not long ago, they were all doing well, living a simple, peaceful and peaceful life in Mujiazhai, although they were poor.
Before coming, their lives were much better because of the supplies sent by the Ninth Princess.
The potatoes in the mountain stream have grown new leaves, and fresh potatoes will soon grow.
The fruits and melons are growing on the vines, and there are also fresh beans.
She was still thinking that when the young village master came back and saw that the land behind the village was covered with fruits and vegetables, he would be very excited and happy.w
However, a piece of news changed all their fate.
I heard that His Highness is going on an expedition to attack the Canglang Clan.
The eldest master and the second master immediately set off with their brothers, vowing to protect their little highness to the death.
They traveled day and night and traveled thousands of miles to come here, but they didn't expect that the little Highness they wanted to protect would actually force them into such a desperate situation.
She is ruthless, cold, vicious, and cruel.
Xianglan really didn't believe that His Highness Nan Xing could give birth to such a terrifying little Highness.
But she is indeed the daughter of His Highness Nan Xing.
Why should the young village leader follow such a person?
If it hadn't been for Chu Weiyun, everyone wouldn't have suffered like this, and the young village leader wouldn't have become so sick, without a doctor coming to treat him!
Without Chu Weiyun, everyone could still return to Mujiazhai and live a peaceful life, right?
"I'm sorry, forgive me, I'm sorry..." Mu Yuan on the bed, even in a coma, still had his eyebrows tightened.
Heartbroken, guilty, sad, desperate!
He likes the Ninth Princess so much!
If there was no Chu Weiyun, the young village master could stay with the Ninth Princess and always protect the people he wanted to protect.
Then he will definitely be able to live a very happy life in this life.
If there was no Chu Weiyun...
Xianglan wiped away her tears, walked aside, put something in her arms, and quickly walked out the door.
After she left, the figure on the roof fell lightly to the ground and rolled in through the window.
From the angle just now, she couldn't see what Xianglan was hiding, and she couldn't guess what Xianglan was going to do when she went out.
The man on the bed was now pale, sweating, and had fallen into a semi-drowsy state.
Chu Qingge had no time to pay attention to Xianglan.
Because if this guy is not treated, he may really not wake up.
