It was a dark night, but the lights in the military camp were brightly lit.
At midnight, Renault hurriedly walked in with a bowl of medicine.
Mu Xue, who was leaning on the bedside, hurried over, took the medicine bowl, and tried to help Murong Qian up.
"Wait a minute!" Renault quickly shouted to stop.
Her hand stopped in mid-air, Muxue turned around and looked at Renault in surprise.
"We still need some medicine!"
"What is it? Tell me quickly!" The voice was a little urgent.
"Your blood!"
Muxue paused for a moment, then put down the medicine bowl, took a knife, handed it to Renault, rolled up her sleeves and stretched her arms in front of him, "Come on!"
Feeling a little scared, Muxue closed her eyes and turned her head, pursed her thin lips tightly, and held the corner of her clothes tightly with her other hand.
The knife rose and fell, and a heartbreaking pain hit her. Muxue grinned, but never screamed.
Enduring the pain, he gave Murong Qian the medicine, and his anxious heart was finally relieved.
Finding a piece of clean white cloth, Renault carefully bandaged Muxue's wound with unusual gentleness.
"The origin of this midnight magic orchid has a legend about love. It was originally a pure and flawless white flower. Luoxia and Shadow, who lived in seclusion in Luoxia Valley, accidentally discovered it in the mountains and took it back. However,
One day, Shadow suddenly left silently. After waiting for countless days and nights, Luoxia also left the valley. She searched everywhere and finally saw Shadow in the bustling capital, but he married another woman and pretended to be
Not recognizing her appearance, Luoxia killed Yingying and the woman in anger. Yingying recognized her just before he died and told her that he left just to find the antidote for the Midnight Magic Orchid. Unexpectedly, he fell off the cliff.
He lost his memory, and he only loved her in his heart. Luoxia was heartbroken, and after taking Shadow back to Luoxia Valley, he committed suicide! All the blood spattered on the flowers, and from that day on, all the Midnight Magic Orchids became
He turned red and used it as medicine. The medicine must be the blood of the person he loves!" He raised his bright eyes and glanced at Muxue. A slight smile appeared at the corner of Renault's mouth, "Fortunately you are here! Otherwise~~"
Fortunately she is here?!
Muxue pondered this sentence over and over, with a wry smile on her lips, and conflict and self-blame welled up in her heart.
If it weren't for him, Qian wouldn't have been poisoned, right? He wouldn't have suffered so much, right?!
She finally figured out what Master Huitong said: "Misfortune arises because of you, and it will end because of you!"
In the early morning, the sweet chirping of birds came, and Muxue woke up leisurely lying beside the bed.
Shaking her numb arms, Mu Xue sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Murong Qian tenderly with her dark eyes.
He was still sleeping, and there was a slight color on his handsome face. But he didn't wake up, and Mu Xue couldn't help but feel worried again.
As soon as she saw Renault coming in, Mu Xue ran over and grabbed him, "Why isn't Qian awake yet? Will you be okay?"
"Don't worry! The general was just poisoned too deeply, and there are injuries on his body. Even if he takes the antidote, he won't wake up so soon." He glanced at Murong Qian thoughtfully, "I guess it will have to be tomorrow!"
"
"Oh" lowering her eyes lonely, Mu Xue sat back on the bed, took Murong Qian's big hand, kept stroking it, and murmured, "Qian, wake up quickly, okay? Stop sleeping, okay?"
Xueer wants to talk to you!"
Looking at Muxue's appearance, Renault suddenly felt a sore nose and hurriedly covered his face and went out!
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When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shone into the big tent, Murong Qian opened his hazy sleepy eyes.
A burst of pain hit him, and he couldn't help but frown. He moved slightly, but found that the blanket was pressed down!
Looking sideways at Muxue, who was sleeping soundly leaning against the bed, with her eyebrows furrowed and a few strands of black hair scattered on her forehead, his heart felt soft and his hand unconsciously stroked her hair.
Mu Xue moved slightly, and Murong Qian hurriedly retracted his hand, closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Rubbing her sleepy eyes, Muxue slowly stood up, with a tired look on her face.
Lifting the blanket and putting Murong Qian's hand in, Mu Xue sat sideways on the edge of the bed. She put her small hand on his handsome face and stared at him with her dark eyes. "Wake up quickly, okay? Xue'er misses her so much."
You!"
"Really?" The jade-like black pupils suddenly opened, startling Muxue who was murmuring.
Mu Xue was stunned, and tears of surprise slowly overflowed from the corners of her eyes. She hit Murong Qian hard with her little hand, "You are so bad! You pretend to be asleep when you wake up!"
"Ah" Murong Qian couldn't help but cry out in pain. Blood oozed slightly from the wound on his chest, and the white cloth that was bandaged suddenly became bright red.
"Qian, I'm sorry, are you okay?" Muxue was a little panicked, her bright eyes were full of worry, and her tears couldn't stop falling.
"It's okay, don't cry!" Murong Qian blinked his beautiful eyes and looked around exaggeratedly, and smiled evilly, "It almost drowned me!"
‘Puch!’ Muxue couldn’t help but laugh, rolled her eyes at him, and curled her lips in disapproval, “It’s not that exaggerated!”
"Did you miss me?"
"No" she pouted and shouted, Muxue looked away angrily.
"Oh~~No~Yes~?" Murong Qian deliberately prolonged his voice, with a slight disappointment on his beautiful face, "Then I'd better continue to sleep!"
Seeing his childish look and his handsome eyes tightly closed, Mu Xue smiled helplessly!
Her pretty little face slowly came in front of him, getting closer and closer. She pouted her little mouth and kissed him on the face. Then she buried her head in his neck and poured out her heart in his ear.
"I miss you so much!"
The crystal tears fell down, dampening his clothes and dampening his heart.
"Xue'er" was called softly, and Murong Qian felt soft in his heart.
His big hand gently wiped away her tears and stroked her cheek. His beautiful eyes were full of affection, "I've lost weight!~~~I'm sorry for making you worry!"
Muxue was speechless and threw herself into his arms, letting tears blur her eyes and sobbing.
After resting for a few days, Murong Qian's health gradually recovered. Over in Yecheng, Pu Fan failed to fight well and was defeated continuously, and had fled back to Xiliang Kingdom.
The vitality of the Xiliang Kingdom was greatly weakened and the internal situation was turbulent. The monarch sent envoys with large amounts of tribute and asked for peace.
Two days later, with the breeze blowing and the sun shining brightly, Murong Qian led the army back in triumph.
There were loud gongs and drums outside the imperial city, and the emperor, dressed in bright yellow, accompanied by hundreds of officials, personally went out of the city to greet him.
The moment he saw Muxue, the emperor was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. This little girl can do anything! She even disguised herself as a man and joined the army!
Mu Xue, who was dressed in a soldier's uniform, with her hair tied high and her face covered in traces of travel, nervously followed Murong Qian. When she saw the emperor, she winked mischievously and a pure smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Since Murong Qian's injury had not yet recovered, the army was brought back to the western suburbs camp by partial general Ji Jianfeng.
Murong Qian and Mu Xue got on the carriage and went straight back to Murong Mansion.
As soon as he entered Xiling Pavilion, a small figure rushed over and threw himself into Mu Xue's arms.
"Fan'er is very well-behaved, why did mother come back?" Fan'er raised her tear-filled eyes, looking aggrieved, "Does mother not like Fan'er anymore?"
"Huh?" Muxue couldn't help but be stunned, looking at Fan'er with still tears in surprise.
"Father left, mother left, and she didn't take Fan'er with her." Her little hands hugged Muxue's neck tightly, and Fan'er clung to Muxue's arms. "Fan'er must be a good boy from now on. Listen to your parents and study hard."
Mom, please don’t abandon Fan’er again, okay?”
"Mom, I won't do it anymore!" Her voice was choked, and Mu Xue hugged Fan'er tightly.
With ripples in his eyes as bright as stars, Murong Qian slowly walked over and hugged Mu Xue and Fan'er.
Time was frozen at this moment, the three of them cuddled together like this, with tears in the corners of their eyes.
*
The breeze was blowing slowly, and Muxue lay lazily on the chaise longue and basked in the sun. The warm sunshine shone on her body, making it warm, just like her heart at the moment.
"Mom, this is fun, much better than that bamboo ball!" Fan'er ran over holding the dusty football.
He placed the ball on the ground, raised his little foot, and Fan'er kicked it hard.
The football spun in the air for a long time and flew straight towards Muxue, with dazzling lights all around.
Murong Qian, who had just entered the yard, was a little panicked. He jumped up, grabbed the football, and held it tightly in his arms. His body was shaking constantly, and he was a little frightened.
"It's fun." Fan'er smiled and clapped her hands and ran to Murong Qian's side, raising her little hand, "Daddy, give it to me!"
"Don't touch this in the future, do you hear me!" The deep voice was mixed with a little anger, and Murong Qian's face turned livid.
"Oh." Fan'er lowered his head in dismay. Fan'er wrinkled her little face and came to Muxue's side, her little mouth pouted, with a look of grievance on her face.
"Mom, daddy is cruel to me!" Fan'er leaned on Muxue's arms and whispered with her little hand on Muxue's neck.
Touching Fan'er's head, Mu Xue looked thoughtfully at Murong Qian's leaving figure, feeling a little lonely and worried.
The scene just now was exactly the same as when I arrived. No wonder Qian was so nervous!
Master Huitong once said that when he finds his forgotten marriage, he can go back.
Now, she has found it, but she is reluctant to go back. Here is her love and the person she cherishes the most!
"Fan'er, do you want to separate from mother?"
"I don't want to" her little hand climbed up to Mu Xue's neck, her bright black eyes stared at Mu Xue closely, "Fan'er wants to be with my mother forever!"
"Then don't play with that ball anymore, okay?"
"Why?" Fan'er opened his eyes wide and looked surprised.
"That ball will take my mother away, and she will never come back, and she will never see Fan'er again!"
"I don't want to play anymore. I won't play anymore!" Fan'er shook his head vigorously and leaned into Muxue's arms. "I don't want my mother to be taken away!"
"Xue'er, don't leave me! Don't go!" Murong Qian in the nightmare frowned, with a cold sweat on his face, and kept mumbling.
Gently shaking Murong Qian awake, Mu Xue wrapped around him like an octopus: "Qian, I like you so much!"
Well? Murong Qian woke up in a hazy state and was a little confused as a monk. His handsome eyes looked at Muxue in surprise.
"What did you just say?" Unable to believe his ears, Murong Qian couldn't help but ask again.
"I said I like you so much!"
The warm current of happiness flowed slowly in my heart, and a beautiful arc formed at the corner of my mouth.
Murong Qian plucked his ears hard and leaned over with a handsome face, "I didn't hear you clearly, say it again!"
Seeing his shameless look, Mu Xue shook her head helplessly, pushed his head away with her little hands, and pouted, "I won't say anything anymore!"
"Say it again!" Murong Qian's starry eyes sparkled, his lips twitched, and he begged Mu Xue childishly.
‘Puch!’ Muxue couldn’t help laughing!
Her bright eyes stared lovingly at Murong Qian, her small hands touched his cheek, and she said word by word, "I love you so much!"
"Xue'er!" Murong Qian hugged Mu Xue excitedly, his heart overflowing with happiness.
"I will never leave you! Never!" The tone was soft but extremely firm.
After rubbing hard in his arms twice, Muxue found a comfortable position like a kitten.
Murong Qian's black jade-like eyes were filled with water mist. Murong Qian said nothing, but hugged her tighter.
The dark night was quiet, and the dim room was cozy.