I don’t know when it started, but the terrible scene gradually disappeared. There was no light rising into the sky, no screams of crying, and no one decided to let go and leave.
Then everything was just a dream. When she woke up from the dream, the things that made her sad and heartbroken were gone.
Luan'er, it's still dark, please sleep a little longer.
Young lady, wake up, there is a market today, I will take you to play.
Luan girl, if you are tired, just close your eyes and don't look at anything.
Qingluan, Qingluan...
There were so many voices mixed together that I couldn't tell who was who, gentle, happy, concerned, and a familiar voice calling coldly. Wei Moyan? No, no, he stabbed her, and he struck her twelve times
According to the branch's killing order, he should stand side by side with that graceful and stunning woman in pansy.
The relationship with him was just a cold agreement.
"The flowers in Lanling will wither as soon as autumn passes. If you don't wake up, no one will be able to accompany me to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the flowers blooming into snow this year."
I will clean up the world for you, even if you are the right one, the emperor of the country. When all the troubles are over, the flowers in Lanling turn into snow, and the world in Donghu is vast, I will accompany you wherever you want to go.
By my side, until you and I go to Jiuquan together.
Vaguely, who made the oath?
Are those military and sword-fighting careers all fake? Every word he said on the Zhu Pavilion rising from the ground is engraved in my memory. He traveled thousands of miles and danced with strings for many years. With him in front, he would always forget his hatred.
With the past, focus on the black figure that fades away through the years, dyed red with blood, wandering for a lifetime, then close your eyes and ask yourself, is this your destination?
We have made a promise that we will never leave each other, and we will depend on each other in life and death. In this life, no matter whether we go against the will of heaven and change our fate or commit crimes against the world, our body and mind are only tied to one person, so we bear the infamy but never ask for forgiveness. If he stands at the top of the country, then she will be not far behind him.
.
Suddenly, all the strength surged back into her body. Although it was not big, it allowed her to move her fingers and open her eyes, telling him that she was still alive and would accompany him throughout this life as promised.
"I knew... you wouldn't treat me cruelly." What caught my eye was a vague but discernible face, delicate as a sculpture, handsome and clear, with the innate beauty of a king.
She wanted to speak but her throat felt dry and dry. Xia Qingluan didn't know what she was going to say. Maybe she just wanted to call his name, just like every time he called.
He held her hands to the side of her face and held them tightly in her palms, as if she was worried that she would escape again.
She had never seen such exhaustion in his deep eyes. How could she have known that he had been almost sleepless for dozens of days and nights, waiting for her to wake up.
"I told you before, if you try to run away from me again, I will destroy you." He whispered in a low voice with an intoxicating tone. He ignored the abnormal weakness of the woman who had just woken up and held her tightly in his arms, as if she wanted to rub her life into her.
Here, "Your life is related to the world. If you die, all the people you care about will not be left in the world."
After a long time without any response, Wei Moyan suddenly realized that she couldn't speak. She had been sleeping for a month. How could she find the strength to talk to him when she woke up?
She went back and took off the bamboo tube hanging by the bed. The warm water in it had been changed several times. When she woke up, food and water had been brought and taken away repeatedly in the past two days, but he didn't drink any water, only withered.
Sit and stay in silence.
"feel better now?"
Wiping away the water stains on the lips that were as pale as water, the ink-colored figure once again wrapped the snow-white body, as if trying to make up for the lost time together with distance, or wanting to stay together like this from now on, even if the ends of the earth and the blue sky
Huangquan.
The wait of one month was longer and more arduous than the more than twenty gloomy years he had gone through. Fortunately, God did not fail, and she finally returned to his side.
The soft and desolate words fell on the dry lips without any warning, and they remained motionless for a long time. Xia Qingluan did not resist. In those terrible illusions that almost tortured her, it was what she wanted to see and touch the most.
,It's him.
She doesn't want any kind of heaven, any human affairs, or any grudges, hatreds, and strife in the world. She just wants to be immersed in this moment, die at this moment, and never lose her.
Every now and then my black hair becomes tangled, and I whisper in my ears in the silence.
"It's all over - I don't want to wait any longer, Qingluan, marry me."
——————————————————————————After all, Xia Qingluan’s recovery was not as fast as expected after sleeping for a whole month. Fortunately
Shao Bi sent a message saying that there was no need to worry about the affairs in the cabinet, as Zixiu was there to guide him and everything would go smoothly.
After recuperating for five days, his almost paralyzed body was finally able to get out of bed and walk on his own. Xiao Qian was so happy that he secretly went to Wanqi Haoyue with Wei Moyan on his back. He was grateful and knelt down to express his thanks, which made the other party at a loss what to do.
Before leaving, despite the indifferent Wulin leader's reluctance, Xia Qingluan still took her to meet the man she once trusted the most at Xia Qingluan's insistence. After all, he was the one who saved her. For this reason, he also hooked up with an old man from Poison King Valley.
One less and two lives.
"I want to have a few words with him alone." Stubbornly avoiding Wei Moyan's support, the woman in white as snow whispered.
There had to be an end between her and Wanqi Haoyue. The dependence they had in childhood could not last a lifetime. The moment he forced her into marriage in Jiannan, Xia Qingluan knew that their relationship had finally changed.
Time flies, things have changed and people have changed. We can't go back to the past, but we can't go back to the beginning.
After hesitating for a moment, Wei Moyan nodded silently, turned around and walked outside the medicine garden to wait. He believed that after experiencing so many twists and turns, Xia Qingluan would never waver again.
Slowly walking through the fragrant flower path, the plants that I could name one by one when I was a child have become unfamiliar. Only the clean and elegant hut at the end has not changed. A gentle cough came, and Xia Qingluan felt a pain in her heart. This feeling
This scene is no different from a distant memory.
When she was a child, she was rescued from the valley because she stayed outside for too long. After Wanqi Haoyue came back, her health was not in good condition. Every night when she couldn't sleep and went to look for him, she could always hear the coughing sound coming from the house. It was short-lived, but it made her feel
It's more sad than being sick.
"Brother Yue."
Standing in front of the house, she did not knock on the door, but softly called the name she used more than ten years ago. She thought, since everything has passed, why not leave some memories as a souvenir?
No matter when, that calm and elegant man would give her the warmth that reached the bottom of her heart like a brother.
"Luan'er?" Hearing the footsteps but not expecting it to be her, Wanqi Haoyue in the room was suddenly at a loss. When he stood up, he knocked the paperweight off the desk and made a loud noise. When he opened the door, he saw two equally pale faces with wide eyes.
In contrast, in the tranquility, it feels like traveling through a long time and returning to the past, returning to the intimate time when he always smiled warmly and she always had tears in her eyes.
However, there is no way to go back to the past.
"I heard from the Pavilion Master that you want to close the valley, but is it true?" Xia Qingluan lowered her head and deliberately kept her voice calm.
"It's just that I won't go out anymore." Wei Wei turned sideways and let the weak woman into the house. Wan Qi Haoyue took out the few remaining amaranth grass buds on the bookcase and brewed them carefully. She remembered that her favorite when she was a child was this light and subtle
Bitter taste. The dried grass buds kept rolling under the impact of boiling water, and the fragrance of tea overflowed with the dense air: "I promised you that after you get better, you will never step out of the Poison King Valley again. The worldly affairs in the world
It has nothing to do with me from now on.”
"Gang?" Xia Qingluan's memory was a little slow after being entangled in nightmares for too long. After thinking for a long time, he realized that he was referring to the numb and silent young man in black, "Why don't you see him in the valley?
The hand holding the pot suddenly trembled, and the steaming water poured out of the teacup, creating a transparent scent of tea on the table.
Drooping his sleeves, the cold ruby bead chain on his wrist fell silent.
"He hasn't woken up yet, so he's probably angry with me." He smiled slightly bitterly, and the light in his eyes dimmed.