No pop-ups, it's cool to watch!Thank you for your support! It's catchy ^_^.. Chapter 95

He used the dagger to cut his fingers, and the warm liquid slowly dripped on my left arm, on the phoenix painted with alchemical cinnabar.

In my hands, I held a gauze soaked in wine and saffron juice, and wiped it little by little, slowly and gently with a shudder.

The warmth and cold touch made my skin tremble uncontrollably, just like my own dazed heart at the moment.

When the traces of alchemy cinnabar faded little by little, and I looked at the crescent mark clearly appearing on my arm, the vibration of the first smell was gone, just dazed, never dazed.

"When I rescued you, your face was cut by the sharp stones of the branches, and only the birthmark of the crescent moon on your arm, which was protected by clothing, was intact. ”

"You saved me because of this crescent moon birthmark?" I didn't look at him, but opened my mouth in a trance.

"Yes. After a while, he spoke quietly: "At that time, you were very seriously injured, and I didn't have enough life-sustaining medicine at hand, so I could only use the 'Painted Sideburns Like Frost' to temporarily stabilize your heart, and then rush to the Evil Doctor Valley." You weren't conscious all the way, and it shouldn't have been like that from the pulse, I know very well that the longer you delay, the less likely you are to wake up, and after exhausting the medicine and acupuncture to no avail, I understand that this is your own problem, that your heart does not want to wake up. I should have stopped, but I promised my teacher, so I'll save you no matter what. ”

I didn't speak, but I heard his voice faintly come from—

"Actually, it's much easier than I imagined, it's just a 'pour' - at that time I held your hand and kept calling your name, and then you opened your eyes and didn't remember anything, but it was undoubtedly the name that pulled you back from the ghost gate. ”

I looked at him quietly and asked, "You call me that because you know who I am?"

"Changing the dynasty is not a trivial matter, and although your face is ruined, the tattered wedding dress on your body and the crescent birthmark on your arm are enough to let me know your identity, not to mention the officers and soldiers who have searched all the way. After a pause, he spoke again: "When I was to Jianmei Mountain, I heard him call you like this." ”

My heart suddenly ached, and I naturally understood who he was referring to in Su Xiumian's mouth.

From just now to now, deliberately not allowing yourself to think about it, deliberately ignoring it, but no, just ignoring it can be erased.

Su Xiumian's words, let my thoughts begin to drift away uncontrollably, Lishan and Meishan are adjacent to each other, that day, unable to withstand her entanglement, he took her to sneak out of the hot spring palace, riding a horse and stepping on the snow, all the way to Meishan, met Su Xiumian, he compared swords with him, she watched from the side, her heart was full of love.

How ridiculous, the person I have cared about for so long, and the person I have been pregnant for so long is actually me, should I be relieved and happy?

But why, why, the emotions in my heart are so complicated, there is too deep and deep sadness, I can barely breathe.

And all this, all this, is so unreal, as if it was an absurd dream, and Su Xiumian's voice continued to sound in the dream-

"When we were about to arrive at the Valley of the Evil Doctor, we met the real Murong Qing, in the carriage, there was Shuying to protect her, she was not too seriously injured, however, if I didn't save her, I wouldn't be able to live. I want her identity as a medical fee, if she wants to live in this life, she can only be a bystander, she agreed, I placed her alone in Sang Lixuan until she recovered, and then used alchemy cinnabar combined with the blood of the palace gecko to light a tear mole under her eyes, and asked her not to take off the veil for life. I sent her out of the valley, and I didn't pay any more attention to her whereabouts. It was only a few years later that Sang Muqing, the first dancer of the Southern Dynasty, became famous, and I learned that she had arrived at the Shangjing Forget Worry Museum, and it was at that time that Li Xin went out of the valley to her side. ”

"Lixin?" I murmured, unexpectedly thinking of the maid in Tsing Yi who was never half a step away from Sang Muqing's side.

"Since she can tell you this, Lixin must not be in this world. Su Xiumian's gaze turned to the sky and slowly spoke.

"Why?" I took a deep breath and stood up to look at him fixedly, "Why the hell are you doing that?"

He didn't look at me, and said lightly outside the window: "Since you don't want to remember the past, I will give you a new memory, a new identity, the second miss of the Murong family, which is enough to keep you worry-free for the rest of your life." You and Murong Qing already look a little similar, especially the eyes, so I prepared the Jade Bone Muscle Cream, and changed your face according to Murong Qing's appearance, naturally it was only a little similar, otherwise I wouldn't have to have a tear mole under her eyes. Later, the people of the Murong family came to look for you, and I told them that your face was injured after falling off the cliff, and it was three years later when they saw you again, it was not surprising that a twelve-year-old girl's face changed, plus there was Shuying and the jade pendant that Murong Qing wore on the day he fell off the cliff, naturally no one would doubt your identity, and in their opinion, there was no need for me to lie. ”

His lips suddenly drew a self-deprecating arc, still didn't look at me, and his voice sounded lightly: "I was just for the last wish of my ancestor at that time, and I didn't think too much, just like Murong Qing that day, since I rescued her, I won't go back on my word, but if it were today, I would never spare her life." ”

I couldn't sort out my chaotic thoughts, I took a deep breath, once, twice, but after all, I just closed my eyes gloomily: "She is the real Murong Qing, but until she died, she couldn't prove her identity to her parents and family, and I ......"

"What do you think?" Su Xiumian turned around and interrupted me with a little indifference in his voice: "If they don't believe that she is the real Murong Qing, she won't die." ”

I looked up at him in shock, unable to say a word, and the coldness in my heart spread uncontrollably to all my limbs.

And he still looked at me quietly: "You think she committed suicide?"

I shook my head, not that I hadn't thought about it that way, but more often than not, what lingered in my mind were pure words.

"Nan Chengyao?" he asked again.

I stopped talking, just looking at him.

"It won't be him. And he didn't wait for me to answer, just said bluntly: "It's not that he is not ruthless enough, it's not that he can't do it, it's just that he is too angry and won't do anything to her." ”

I closed my eyes, trying to adjust my emotions, and then heard my own voice ask, "I can't remember the past, is it because of you?"

He was silent for a moment before he spoke again: "So to speak. ”

A wry smile slowly curled up on my lips, and I listened to his voice continue to come—

"After you woke up, you didn't remember the past, I used a needle to probe your head Chengling, Baihui, Tianchong three key points to condense and block, I expected that your amnesia was caused by this. At that time, if I used 'painting temples like frost', I might be able to open up the blood qi, but I didn't. Now, even if I and my ancestors are combined, I'm afraid it's impossible. ”

I can't remember exactly how I got out of the Tibetan Wind Tower, but I remember that he kept holding my wrist, and the continuous warm current spread along my Yangchi acupoint to my whole body.

However, even so, there was still no way to dispel the lingering coldness in my heart.

Passing through the begonia forest, he was about to go in the direction of Qingyi Garden, but suddenly he heard the movement outside the valley, and after a while, a middle-aged man with an anxious face carried an unconscious woman into the valley.

"Mr. Su, please Mr. Su to save Uchiko!"

Without waiting for Su Xiumian to say anything, Li Mo, who had been following behind us, had already stepped forward: "Let's go, my son-in-law has not seen anyone else recently." ”

The man was still pleading urgently, and Li Mo had lost patience with a wave of his hand, so several men in Tsing Yi who rushed to hear the movement just indifferently blocked his way, although they didn't move, but they forced him out of the valley step by step.

Su Xiumian didn't interfere too much, he just held my hand and walked quietly in the direction of Qingyi Garden, while my mind was in a trance, and I couldn't pay attention to the man's pleading anymore.

Seeing that our figures were getting farther and farther away, the man's voice suddenly rose as anxiously as if he was in a desperate situation, and after such a long distance, it still came into my ears intermittently with the wind: "...... Mr. Qiu Su...... I have...... I have news of the third princess...... The Murong family...... It's all collapsed ......" (still remembering the shocking shadow (harem).. /7/7517/)--

( Remember the Shadow of the Storm (Harem) ) )