Sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the sleeping Murong Qian.
Beautiful eyebrows, long eyelashes, a straight nose, sexy thin lips, everything is so perfect, but her face is a little pale.
She gently held his big hand with her small hand, raised it slightly, and put it against her face. Mu Xue's heart softened, and hot tears fell silently.
Wiping away the tears on her face, Mu Xue opened the blanket and was about to put his hand in, but she accidentally caught a glimpse of the clear tooth marks.
The words he said when he was hit by an arrow suddenly came to mind.
'This is the seal you gave me. Let's take this as a record and meet in the next life! In the next life, I will watch Xueer grow up, and I will always protect you and love you!'
Afterlife? Watch yourself grow up?!
Suddenly thinking that there was a tooth mark-shaped birthmark on Yang Ziming's arm, Mu Xue froze on the spot.
Could it be that Qian's next life is Yang Ziming? The person who grew up with him and always pampered him!
Boundless memories flooded into my mind like a flood that had been released.
When he was a child, he would always follow behind him, shouting "Muxue, Muxue" non-stop; when he was in school, he would wait for him to go to and from school every day, and would fight with bad guys for himself; during holidays, he would
Take yourself out on a bicycle and buy yourself delicious food~~~~
Mu Xue suddenly understood the sadness hidden in Yang Ziming's eyes, the kind of melancholy that was incompatible with his sunny handsomeness.
It turns out~~
It turns out that it was me who had forgotten the agreement she made in her previous life, ignored him, and cruelly told him that she had someone she liked!
How sad he must have been!
Mu Xue, whose thoughts were drifting away, accidentally bumped into Murong Qian and suddenly woke up.
Shaking his somewhat confused head, Mu Xue remembered the conversation with Master Huitong that day.
'If one day you find a marriage that you have forgotten, will you be willing to go back?'
Forgotten marriage? You are referring to Yang Ziming, right?!
Yes, are you willing to let it go? Lowering her eyes, Muxue couldn't help but ask herself.
When I think of leaving, my heart aches, and there is a strong voice in my heart, telling myself that I can't bear to leave and don't leave.
He raised his dark eyes and glanced affectionately at the sleeping Murong Qian, already having the answer in his heart.
Qian is the one you love!
If you can only give him one life or the next, choose this life!
Loving is not easy, leaving is hard, how can I be willing to leave him!
It was quiet and peaceful outside, and Mu Xue fell asleep leaning on the bed.
The next day, the sun shone brightly, the sky was clear, the mountains were lush, and the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant.
Mu Xue got up early, and went to Yiling Mountain with Renault with shovels and baskets on their backs.
The road on the mountain is rugged, and it is even more difficult to walk on the north slope because it does not see sunlight all year round and is overgrown with thorns.
Walking through the forest, pushing aside thorns and bushes, Muxue searched every corner carefully. She didn't care if the thorns scratched her clothes or scratched her arms.
The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun sparsely shines through the tall old trees and scatters all over the ground.
Looking at Renault's thin figure and the empty basket, crystal tears couldn't stop falling.
Muxue ran wildly among the thorns, pushing aside every thorn with all her strength, her voice was hysterical.
"Why not, why not?"
He accidentally tripped over a thorn, his foot tilted, and Muxue fell to the ground.
Lying on the ground, Muxue cried loudly and hammered the ground with her little hands, "No more! Why not?"
Renault, who was looking in another direction, hurriedly ran over, lifted up the tear-stained Muxue, gently flicked the grass clippings off her body, and inadvertently glanced at the steep cliff behind her, and suddenly froze on the spot.
His eyes were shining, the hand holding Muxue was shaking a little, and his voice was very excited, "Midnight Magic Orchid!"
Following his line of sight, Muxue turned her head and blinked her blurred tearful eyes.
On the edge of the steep cliff, a plant stands proudly in the wind, in bud, with bright red flowers that are as beautiful as blood.
Mu Xue burst into laughter, shook off Renault's hand, and ran straight over.
He stretched out his little hand and was about to pick it off, but was pulled back by Renault. There was a little worry in his furious voice, "Are you going to die?"
Muxue was startled, tears streaming down her face.
"Okay, don't cry!" Renault lowered his voice, stroked her hair with his big hands and comforted her, "We found it, the general will be fine!"
"Yes." He nodded heavily, put his little hand on his cheek, and rubbed it hard twice. Mu Xue smiled brightly at Renault.
Renault was distracted for a moment, then took off his shirt, covered the midnight orchid, uprooted it with his big hands, and put it into a basket.
"Okay, let's go back!" Shaking the dirt off his hands, Renault picked up the basket and got up to go down the mountain.
Mu Xue remained silent and followed closely behind him, keeping her eyes fixed on the midnight magic orchid, fearing that it would disappear if she wasn't careful.
*
At the entrance of the military camp, Han Peng paced back and forth with an anxious look on his face, looking in the direction of Yiling Mountain from time to time.
At the foot of the mountain, there were vague figures moving around, and finally it became clear. Han Peng immediately ran over with joy on his face, grabbed Renault's hand and said, "You guys are back!"
"What's wrong?" Renault looked surprised.
"General~~"
"What's wrong with Qian?" Before Han Peng could finish speaking, Mu Xuechia ran in front of Renault, staring straight at Han Peng with his big watery eyes.
"The pills don't seem to be working anymore, the general is serious!"
Mu Xue was startled, pushed Han Peng away, and ran away.
Qian, don’t let anything happen to you!
After hurriedly running into the big tent, Mu Xue rushed straight to the bed.
Murong Qian was still asleep, his face was no longer pale, but darkened, and his lips turned purple.
Her beautiful eyes were suddenly covered with mist, and tears slowly overflowed from the corners of her eyes and slid down her cheeks. Muxue lay beside the bed and sobbed softly, holding his big hand tightly with her little hands.
There were rapid footsteps outside the tent, and Han Peng and Renault opened the curtain and walked in.
Seeing Renault, Mu Xue stood up in a hurry, grabbed his hand, and shed tears, "Please, save him quickly!"
Renault was speechless and patted Muxue's catkin gently. He turned around and walked to the bed. He took a closer look at Murong Qian and frowned deeply.
"The general is too poisoned. The pills can no longer control the spread of the toxin. You must take the antidote immediately! I will prepare it now!"
"Okay, I'm here to help!"
"No, you've been tired for the whole day, take care of him here!" Renault, who walked to the door, suddenly looked back at Muxue, "Wash your face and change your clothes!"
Well? Mu Xue, whose face was stained with tears, looked down and was stunned on the spot.
Why are the clothes in such tatters?!
The clothes were already in tatters, with holes everywhere, and they were covered with grass clippings, leaves and other things.
Her arm was in burning pain, and Muxue gently rolled up her sleeves, revealing the shocking red cuts.