There are no four seasons in the desolate desert. The heat of the day and the coldness of the night always come alternately. The sky is filled with dry yellow sand, and as far as the eye can see, there is endless yellow sand.
Those flowers and willows, those long rivers and mountains, those fragile flowers, birds, fish and insects, those people with bright clothes and angry horses, all she knew was only in her memory, but she had never really seen it. Before she came here, there seemed to have been two
I haven't seen anyone else in more than ten years.
For the treasure that has been gazed at for a long time, Mi Ye has endless patience to wait for her to change and accept a new life.
Before that, time meant nothing to him. What was the difference between a hundred years of solitude or a thousand years of loneliness? They were just the alternation of the sun and the moon in a cold stone room or a dead desert. Now, he paid great attention to day and night.
Every day of ups and downs, it seems that the more times he accumulates, the closer he will be to what he wants in his life.
Time will make her forget the past and only see his intentions, Mi Ye believes so.
What she is cooking today is still her favorite dish. It is close to the underground spring and has the vegetables and fruits that Itu planted many years ago and is still taken care of by him. Although it is not as good as her diet in Zhongzhou, it can avoid the lack of water.
The problem of not eating enough.
Due to frequent use, the sound of the stone door's hard twisting has gradually disappeared. It was opened quietly. Looking through the light of the corridor, the woman in white behind the iron gate was still lying on the stone bed with her eyes closed.
Mi Ye didn't want to treat her like this, but Xia Qingluan was too determined to leave. He had even cut off one of the iron bars before, so he had to light insect incense and put it in the stone room——
This kind of insect that only lives deep underground is extremely poisonous, but its corpse is an indispensable treasure for doctors traveling in the desert. The smoke released after burning is the best medicine to paralyze the patient, which will not cause coma but can cause death.
Mobility, slightly fragrant and long-lasting.
At first, Xia Qingluan tried to resist, but her spirit was extremely weak and she could not persist at all. She could only be imprisoned in the stone room weakly every day. Except for visiting her late at night, there was no other sound.
"The Sucao grass has bloomed. I think we can pick the fruits in about ten days. Then we can grind them into powder and use strong tea to make them and dry them. It only takes three days to make Suzhou cakes." In my memory, I always smile tenderly.
The stunning woman often mentioned Su Gao, saying that it was her favorite snack, so she spent a lot of time learning it and trying to like this sweet and cool pastry.
He opened the iron gate and slowly sat down on the carefully paved stone bed. Mi Ye gently tucked a wisp of green hair on his pale cheek behind his ear, lowered his head and whispered in Xia Qingluan's ear: "Qingyan, it's time to eat.
You won’t be able to hold on if this continues.”
I don't know whether she was asleep or awake, but Xia Qingluan didn't respond at all, but Miye put down the food box and took out the ceramic bowl without any hurry or annoyance. The pure water inside was rippled in circles, it was clear and dust-free, and her slender fingertips were dipped in the water.
Slowly moisturize her dry lips.
At first she almost died with a hunger strike, but just when she thought she could be freed, she seemed to hear those life and death vows again, the words were clear, as if the person was whispering beside her. Since she wanted to live or die for him,
She can't go to the underworld, Dream Stone, and Mo Heng Sword in such a place where no one knows. Even if there is no chance of a new relationship, at least let her fulfill her last wish and make up for what she owes him as much as possible.
Continuing to fight for the man who had promised her the world to be her matchmaker and the country to be her employer, even if she died, she would have to do it in a place where he could see her. She did not want to suspect or hurt each other anymore. This was the only reason why Xia Qingluan wanted to live.
Although, he may not need it.
I heard someone calling my mother's name. Although it was a little hazy, I knew that Miye was coming.
She didn't know what the relationship between Ruan Qingyan and Xiao Qingluan was in Miye's memory, but he seemed to confuse the two, sometimes calling her Yatou, sometimes calling her Qingyan. Maybe it was due to the master's confusion. In the first half of his life,
He often called his mother's name in his heart, and then when he took care of her, he always called her "girl" lightly, but in his eyes, the two were the same, but through her face and appearance, he recalled the person he had been with silently for several years.
A famous courtesan who is still obsessed with the country.
"Slow down, don't tear the wound." With Mi Ye's careful support, he struggled to sit up. The burning pain in his left shoulder overcame the waves of fatigue and fatigue. His thin eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his expression became even worse.
Before, she tried hard to break the black iron fence with her passion, but she didn't expect that the iron fence that was melted with other gold and stone using the desert people's unique smelting method would be so hard. After several efforts, she was able to cut off one of the iron fences, but at the moment it broke.
Unable to hold back his strength, he forced the flexible and sharp string to leave a deep scar on his left shoulder with bone visible.
Seeing that she was not asleep, Miye hurriedly took out the food and put it on the bed. After carefully testing the heat and cold, he scooped up a spoonful of clear soup and handed it to Xia Qingluan's mouth: "Drink some soup first."
As usual, she neither evaded nor cooperated. The numb-eyed woman let him take care of her without saying a word. After eating a little food, she fell down on the stone bed. She was skinny and haggard, as if she had lost most of her life.
It's better than her going on a hunger strike and waiting to die.
After collecting the food box, Mi Ye hesitated for a moment, then picked up a piece of wick from the corridor and put it into the glass cup on the top of the stone chamber - she hated light, and every time he left the stone chamber, she would try to extinguish the only light source.
As a result, he had to relight it every time he came or simply use the dim light shining in the corridor.
The light was better, but her face looked paler.
"Who can make you want to return to him regardless of life or death?" Miye asked in a low voice, even though he knew he would not get an answer.
Priest Jingjue is good at astrology, but it is a rough revelation after all. If he is asked to point out who is the person who guided Xia Qingluan's main star to annihilation, he can say that he will never be able to answer. It was inherited from Itu.
Her memories only lasted until her childhood, and during the period of hard thinking, only Wanqi Haoyue had ever worried her. But obviously, it was not this name that was occasionally called out from her unconscious murmurs.
Her destiny is very strong, and ordinary people will never be able to stay in her life for too long. Those thin orbits crossing the main destiny star rarely cross each other. Only one star is too bright and dazzling, which has the potential to overthrow the world and bring chaos to the whole life.
No, that star has affected a large area of the sky. I think the situation in Zhongzhou has already been in turmoil due to this person, and he must be arrogant, so the stars' orbits intersected and almost forced her into a desperate situation.
An extraordinary hero is a tyrant of chaos. His destiny is chaotic, but he has the potential to change his fate against the will of heaven.
Mi Ye's heart suddenly sank as her eyes passed over the too-deserted white gauze clothes, and when she saw the dirty blood on her fingertips.
What he fears most is that she will hurt herself.
"As long as you don't mention leaving, I will agree to any request, do you understand?" He held his cold palm to pass on his body temperature. When her hand finally had a little warmth, he leaned over and kissed her earlobe with a cold kiss.
"The only thing I can do is to let you escape from your destined fate. Your eyes cannot see the starry path. It has come to an end." Miye no longer thinks about whether it is cruel to say it. If she stays in this state, I am afraid that
If you are not led to death by that person, you will kill yourself. He breathed out heavily, pulling out every trace of decades of loneliness and depression: "I will not watch you die again, even if I try my best to change this fate. Qingyan, forget
That person, only if you forget him can you survive!"
But, how to forget?
The person who forced his way into her life with a cold and domineering attitude.
"I would rather...die." He stared blankly at the flickering light at the top of the stone chamber, flashing a moment of determination.