The peace of the world seems to be all related to a few of them. As long as anyone among them gives up, the whole world will be in chaos!
They are still the protagonists of this dispute, but they don't seem to be alarmed at this moment. They don't know that danger is approaching them, and they don't know that this stable and peaceful world will disappear soon...
Who was lying on the beautiful couch in the quiet room? She kept holding Murong Jue's palm in her hand. The warmth in her palm due to him gradually made her feel relieved, and she fell asleep amidst the waiting and fatigue!
The man who had been in a coma for a day and a night came earlier than expected. The first moment he opened his eyes, his eyes were chaotic, but when he felt his hand being wrapped by a warm catkin hand, his eyes were full of confusion.
With Yicai!
Murong Juewei turned his head and looked at the couch. At this moment, Qingcheng was beside him, right in front of him...
——I'll accompany you!
This was what she said to him sadly that day. He didn't know what these three words meant, but when he heard it, he felt warm and satisfied in his heart!
Will she always stay with him like this? Does she really see herself in her eyes now?
He doesn't want her sympathy, but he doesn't want to see her turn around decisively!
Murong Jue raised a hand to touch her head with difficulty, stroking her soft hair gently, feeling that she was not going anywhere here...
Qingcheng was a sensitive person. When Murong Jue's big palm touched her, her eyelids flickered, indicating that she was about to wake up.
Murong Jue knew that she was not sleeping very deeply, and her shallow breathing brought great comfort to his soul. He seemed to want her to wake up deliberately and let her know that she was okay!
Qingcheng opened and closed her eyes, and in a hazy moment she seemed to see those bright black eyes staring at her. The sudden shock made all her sleepiness fade away. She straightened up and stared at him, full of shock!
Murong Jue smiled, the dimple at the corner of his mouth still looked weak!
Qingcheng was in a trance, not knowing whether she was in a dream or had really woken up. She was stunned for a while, then clasped her palm tightly and asked in a low voice: "Are you awake? Are you really awake?"
"Well..." Murong Jue blinked and nodded, murmuring in response to her uneasiness.
Qingcheng smiled, her pupils were wet, and she stared at his face with a bit of obsession.
Murong Jue liked that she looked at him so deeply, as if her eyes were filled with his shadow at the moment, making him feel that he had finally entered her heart!
The relationship between the two became very quiet later on. Qingcheng knew that he had just woken up and had not recovered his physical strength, so she did not speak, but just stayed with him, still holding the big palm in her soft palms, wrapping it
, warm it...
Murong definitely liked the atmosphere at this time, the warmth and happiness flowed in the silence!
Such a scene was what he had dreamed of. During the countless nights of waiting, he had always hoped that he could get along with her like this. Even if they didn't talk, they would be comfortable together!
The light of dawn just melted away the darkness of the night, and repeated rays of light shone into the room, illuminating the scene on the couch clearly.
At the moment, Qingcheng was lying on her side beside him, one arm wrapped around Murong Jue's waist and hugged him gently, while he also smiled and fell asleep.
Such a picture will move many people and make many people yearn for it...
The dazzling morning light woke up Qingcheng. She woke up faintly. The moment she raised her eyes, she looked to see that the man beside her had not woken up. She also wanted to confirm whether the pair of bright eyes she saw in the dimness last night were really there.
Opened it!
"Murong Jue..." Qingcheng whispered his name, trying to wake him up.
Warm breath poured on his cheek, Murong Jue's eyelashes fluttered, and he woke up from his dream after hearing the soft cry...
When he opened his eyes again, he felt like he was reborn. This time he could see the woman next to him more clearly in the morning light.
She was right in front of her, and the light behind her covered her whole body with a holy halo.
Murong Jue was stunned for a moment, as if he was doubting whether he was still alive.
Seeing that he was really awake, Qingcheng pretended to smile. She asked warmly, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
After two days of coma, he must be hungry.
Murong Jue stared blankly, shook his head and did not answer her.
Qingcheng's eyes were soft. It was really good that he woke up. With this result, the boulder weighing on her heart was finally lifted.
The two people's gaze didn't last long before there was a knock on the door outside the house!
——Dong dong dong——
The continuous sound was also mixed with Qiuye's voice: "Princess, can I come in?"
Qiuye knew that she was concerned about Murong Jue's comfort, and she should have woken up at this time.
"Come in!" Qingcheng said calmly in the room, without moving her eyes from Murong Jue, and pushed away his bedding.
The closed door was pushed open, and with a creak, Qiuye stepped into the room, and a tall and tall figure appeared behind her!
Xiao Ran stayed up all night last night. He was thinking about Qingcheng and all he could think about was her...
"Senior brother!" Qingcheng called him softly, and was about to stand up and walk to his side, but Murong Jueqing grabbed her wrist instead.
Qingcheng could easily break free with such strength, but she didn't. Instead, she sat on the couch again and waited for Xiao Ran to walk into them.
The moment that just happened did not escape the eyes of anyone in the room. Qiuye felt that something was wrong with the current atmosphere. Although there was no tense smell of gunpowder, the serious atmosphere made her feel that she could not stay here longer to avoid having to live in trouble.
Awkward!
"Princess, it's time to eat!" Qiuye brought the breakfast in front of her. Next to the bowl of porridge was a bowl of medicinal soup with a bitter medicinal smell.
Qingcheng glanced down and picked up the bowl of medicine without hesitation, while Qiuye understood clearly and helped Murong Jueban sit up.
Everything seemed to be natural. Qingcheng took a spoonful of the concoction and placed it on her lips to cool it, then brought it to Murong Jue's mouth for him to swallow.
"Have you had breakfast?" Qingcheng fed Murong Jue and then asked Xiao Ran who was standing on the side.
"Well! You should drink it quickly. You can let the servants in the house do these things!" Xiao Ran's heart was full of jealousy. Although he knew that he was not qualified to be angry at Qingcheng's attentiveness to Murong Jue, but
He just couldn't suppress the surge of pain, so his tone of voice at the moment was a little cold.
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