Chapter Seventy-Six: She Has Something to Leave for Me
Mu Hongli was stunned for a moment, still not believing it. "Floating old age, this matter is no joke. β
"No kidding. Tell him that a man cannot be resurrected from death, but let him mourn and be resigned. Fusheng turned his head to Lin Xiaoxian and said, "I respectfully invite the Holy Maiden back to the Divine Palace." β
Lin Xiaoxian didn't want to leave, and stared at Fusheng.
Fusheng took a few steps forward and whispered in front of Lin Xiaoxian: "You can't suffer for two months in vain. β
Lin Xiaoxian hung her head, stood up, and walked out slowly. In order to get out of the shell of the golden cicada, she volunteered to "stay" for two more months before coming out. Lin Xiaoxian is dead, and she is now a different person. Lin Xiaoxian revisited and consolidated this setting in her heart.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, please stay. His Royal Highness has woken up, and he wants to see you. A nurse caught up and stopped Lin Xiaoxian and said.
Lin Xiaoxian looked at Fusheng.
Fusheng was helpless and waved his hand. "Go ahead. β
In the ward, Mu Yanyu was lying on a cushion, his lips were bloodless, his eyes were unfocused, and he seemed to be dying at any time.
Everyone else was asked out. Only Lin Xiaoxian and Fusheng are there.
She ...... Is there anything left for me?" choked up, Mu Yanyu asked in a low voice, and after he finished speaking, tears rolled out of the corners of his eyes.
Lin Xiaoxian was very entangled. Mu Yanyu's words are very clear, he is really so sad and sad because of her.
"You know it all?" said Fusheng. "Who told you?"
Mu Yanyu silently shed tears, did not answer, but said, "I'm so useless." It's because I'm useless that she doesn't even have a capable person around her. β
Fu Sheng snorted coldly. "Is Your Highness blaming me for not being able to do anything?"
Mu Yanyu sneered, tears flowed more, and there was a great tendency to surge. "As long as you have a holy maiden, why do you care who she is?" he struggled to sit up, "Holy Maiden, Xiaoxian, does she have something to leave for me?
Fusheng said, "You should be better and get better sooner." If she had known something, she would have been grateful. β
Mu Xianyu looked at Lin Xiaoxian and looked at this familiar face. He thought more about her or her, but ......
"She said she wasn't good-looking and no one liked her. People who say they like her have other plans. I didn't know if I had any other plans for her, and I didn't say I liked her. Do you have any memories of her, saint, does she know that I like her, does she want me to do anything for her?"
Lin Xiaoxian had already burst into tears, she couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed Mu Yanyu's hand, and cried and said, "I'm Xiaoxian! I'm still me! I'm not dead!"
A smile slowly bloomed on Mu Yanyu's face, and halfway through it, it quickly withered.
The second emperor's brother, Mu Tuoyu, said very clearly that the reason why the Zhenlian Sect imprisoned the saint. Mu Yanyu didn't want to believe the second emperor's brother, so he went to ask the emperor again.
The emperor said, "Don't you already know that she is not Lin Wanxian? Lin Wanxian will be replaced, and she will naturally do too." Fourth, it doesn't matter who the saint is. β
Mu Yanyu wanted to yell at his father: "No! she is very important! I only want her, I don't want others!"
"Thank you. Mu Yanyu's gaze fell on the bead string in Lin Xiaoxian's hand. Xiaoxian doesn't like to play with beads in her hand, she likes to carry a small bag. He ordered a lot of small bags for Xiaoxian, but he didn't have time to give them to her.
"I'm really Lin Xiaoxian! Can't you tell if I've been replaced? Do you really like me?" Lin Xiaoxian was anxious, and smashed Mu Yanyu's two beads, whether it hurt Mu Xianyu didn't know, the rope was broken, and the beads rolled to the ground with a clang.
Mu Yanyu was in a trance. She looks like Xiaoxian in a hurry.
"The substitute saint will completely inherit the memories of her predecessor, and she will also be influenced by her predecessor's personality. The body has not changed, the soul has been completely inherited, Fourth Highness, you can completely treat her as Lin Xiaoxian. There is nothing wrong with that. β
Lin Xiaoxian looked at Fusheng with tears in her eyes.
Mu Yanyu's eyes suddenly became a little scattered.
Fusheng said again: "Lin Xiaoxian said that she would give Mu Yanyu all her shares in Wanxian Academy of Sciences, and also asked me to protect you." She said that she hoped Mu Yanyu could be a good emperor. β
Lin Xiaoxian kicked Fusheng hard. Dead monk!
Mu Yanyu tilted his head to the side and slowly closed his eyes, tears welling up like a spring, and his heart was like ashes.
"Your Royal Highness, Your Highness, is recuperating. Fusheng respectfully invites the saint back to the shrine. "He said that he was respectful, but his hands were very savage. Fusheng grabbed Lin Xiaoxian's arm and dragged her away.
Lin Xiaoxian refused to leave, but she had a lot of energy, and Lin Xiaoxian couldn't pull it.
"Ah-" Lin Xiaoxian shouted anxiously.
Mu Yanyu turned his head and quietly watched the saint being dragged away by the floating life. She was dragged away, dragged away by the villains of the True Union Sect, and Xiaoxian never came back. In the last three months, Xiaoxian was particularly tormented, and did she call out his name in such despair and anxiety?
Poof-
Mu Yanyu spurted blood again and passed out again.
Fusheng is so cultivated, he immediately noticed that something was wrong behind him, and hurriedly let go of Lin Xiaoxian, turned back, put his palm on Mu Yanyu's heart, and used his skills to heal him.
Lin Xiaoxian was so anxious that she worried: "Monk, will he die?"
Fusheng said, "If you die, you die." People, who can not die?" he said indifferently, but he didn't stop in his hands, and continued to rescue Mu Yanyu.
Lin Xiaoxian's heart was uncomfortable, and she couldn't help but beat it a few times, and complained: "There is something wrong with this Haotian Heart Sutra that you have cultivated, right? No wonder your temple rules prohibit you from marrying and dating!"
Fusheng said: "Haotian Heart Sutra is no problem. No matter what kind of mental method he cultivates, he will cry and vomit blood when he is really sad. β
Lin Xiaoxian spun around like a top, and muttered: "Why is this? Why is it this! I didn't think he cared about me much before!"
Fusheng said, "Your words will be ruthless. The last time Minghui assassinated you, he almost died for you, and he doesn't care about you?"
Lin Xiaoxian was silent for two seconds, and argued forcefully: "He is for Haotian, not for me." β
"You can think of it that way. So that he dies and you can happily marry someone else. β
Lin Xiaoxian's face turned pale in an instant. "Will he die?"
Fusheng glanced at Lin Xiaoxian, as if Lin Xiaoxian was an idiot.
Lin Xiaoxian sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed Mu Yanyu's hand, and held it tightly.
"Fusheng, you tell him, I'm Lin Xiaoxian. I'm not dead. We only told him that this is the secret of the three of us, okay?
Fusheng said, "Did I say that he would believe it? He himself wants to believe others, but he won't believe you." Who can help him? The days are still long, even if he believes this time, what about the next time? What about the next time?"
Lin Xiaoxian stopped talking.
"It's not just a matter of trust. He can't even make an accurate judgment on whether the woman he loves is replaced, how dare I hand you over to him? I told you, I can only guard against foreign enemies for you, and I can't help you resist the calculations around you. The person next to your pillow, you keep your eyes open and choose it well. If you choose the wrong one, I can't save you. Haotian can't save you. β
Under the treatment of Fusheng, Mu Yanyu's breathing returned to stability, but he was still very weak.
Lin Xiaoxian held Mu Yanyu's hand and was silent. She wanted to defend Mu Yanyu a few words, such as that they didn't get along for a long time and that their tacit understanding with each other was not enough, for example, he was really sad and not fake, for example, he didn't know that she was capable of protecting herself......
In the end, Lin Xiaoxian didn't say anything.
Floating is right.
Lin Xiaoxian knows her identity and what she wants, whether it is the current duty of a divine servant or the road to seek God and become an immortal in the future, it is not an ordinary life. She herself has to have a wise heart to see through the fog, and the people around her can't be fools. Otherwise, everything is in vain.
Xu Xian'er had soft roots, and went to Jinshan Temple after listening to Fahai's few provocative words, so Bai Suzhen was imprisoned.
Yehua was self-righteous, and he played the "cold palace" plan without discussing and cooperating with Bai Qian, and Bai Qian would be heartbroken and go to Sendai.
Bai Suzhen and Bai Qian have no possibility of being changed for soul painting, and it is still so difficult, Lin Xiaoxian's painted leather body, this Haotian female slave body, has its own troubles and taboo attributes, if the lover is not an understanding person, he will definitely be played to death by the enemy.
"I'll go back to Haotian Palace and find out if there is any aphrodisiac medicine to make him forget. After a long silence, Lin Xiaoxian said.
It's easy to say and it's not difficult to do, but it hurts like a knife in my heart.
Lin Xiaoxian gritted her teeth ruthlessly, let go of Mu Yanyu, and got up to leave.
Mu Yanyu suddenly turned over and grabbed Lin Xiaoxian's hand. "Xiaoxian! XiaoxianβXiaoxian......"
Lin Xiaoxian turned around, but saw Mu Yanyu's eyes closed tightly and her brows tightly locked.
Fusheng said: "It's babbling. He wasn't awake. β
Lin Xiaoxian collapsed in an instant, lying on Mu Yanyu's body, crying loudly. She wanted to prove to him that she was still her, but she couldn't.
How ridiculous!
She was obviously still alive, but he thought she was dead, even if she was standing in front of him, even if she said that she was her and not someone else.
If he was ruthless, it would be fine, but he was so worried about it.
"Idiot! Idiot!" Lin Xiaoxian scolded sadly. "Mu Yanyu, why are you so stupid!
Fusheng leaned against the door, blocking everyone who heard the cry and wanted to rush in. I didn't open my mouth to comfort, I didn't open my mouth to persuade. All he could do was stand here, protect her, and accompany her.
After a long time, Mu Yanyu came to his senses. It's still like a gossamer.
Lin Xiaoxian cried and said, "Fool, I really am Xiaoxian. I'm not dead, you believe me! I have Lin Xiaolang, how could I cut off Haotian's offering? I do things so carefully, how could I make such a low-level mistake! Ah, you believe me. β
Mu Yanyu looked at Lin Xiaoxian's eyes steadily, and struggled to raise his hand to hug her.
Lin Xiaoxian wiped her tears, cooperated, and threw herself into his arms.
Mu Yanyu slowly moved her hands to her waist and clasped them.
"Huh, hooligan!" Lin Xiaoxian muttered, and then she was paralyzed, wanting to push him away, but she didn't have the strength. nestled in his arms, there was only the share of the breath.
The corners of Mu Yanyu's mouth slowly hooked. "Xiaoxian. With that, he let out a long breath of turbidity, fainted again, and let go of his hand.
"Mu Yanyu!" Lin Xiaoxian instantly regained her strength, sat up, and shook Mu Yanyu in her arms.
Fusheng also exhaled lightly and said, "Don't shake it, let him sleep for a while." He must have figured it out. β
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