Ye Wanqing heard Dongfang Yichen say this, raised her head and looked at the few young people in front of her, who were impetuous, young and vigorous, but she couldn't help it, it just made people feel very convinced, and then nodded suspiciously, and took them to her wife, that is, where An Mochen lived.

The room was at the back of the small bamboo building, very small, with only a table, two benches, and a washing shelf, a wardrobe, a set of tea sets on the table, and a small wooden bed, on which lay an old man, panting weakly.

When he heard a noise coming from the door, he turned his head and looked in that direction, there was a gray dead air in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were almost colorless, and his face was not as white as a normal person, but as white as dead ash.

He gasped, probably because of illness, his voice was slightly hoarse, and he said, "Wanqing, have you ever regretted it?" Since marrying me An Mochen, he has followed me all over the world as his home, wandering everywhere, and from time to time he has to endure the pain of being displaced...

I don't know if it's because I regret something, I'm a little excited, and I can't stop coughing.

Ye Wanqing walked forward quickly, grabbed his hand and said, "Mo Chen, I have never regretted it, really, when I was with you, it was the happiest day of my life, and I don't regret it at all." Not at all!"

An Mochen's hands trembled a little, slowly stroked Ye Wanqing's cheeks, rubbed them carefully, and said: "Wanqing, you left your parents for me, abandoned the identity of the official lady, and left the wealth and glory, but I couldn't give you anything, cough, I couldn't even let you live a stable life for a few days...

I'm thinking, if I go back to the beginning, how nice it would be if I didn't have you and your family proposed? Cough cough

Ye Wanqing listened to An Mochen's words, the more outrageous she became, and she slapped him with some disapproval, and said, "Mo Chen, how can you think so?! What I like has never been glory and wealth, I just want to follow the person I like for the rest of my life! Don't be stupid, okay?"

An Mochen smiled weakly, and then said, "Okay, I'm not stupid, Wanqing, you have to take good care of yourself." If I'm gone, I'll live. ”

When Ye Wanqing heard him say this, her heart was frightened, and then said: "Mo Chen, it's okay, I found a miracle doctor, let him help you see, you won't die, you'll be fine, don't worry, ah..."

An Mochen didn't speak, his own body, he knew, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to last long.

Ye Wanqing turned around, looked at Dongfang Yichen and 'pounced', and actually made a big salute, saying: "Young man, I beg you, save my wife! You can do whatever you want me to do, as long as I can save my wife, please, okay?"

"Wanqing! you..." An Mochen felt distressed and angry when he heard that Ye Wanqing, who had always had a very high level of personal dignity, went to beg a few young people to save him.

Zi Mo took a step forward, didn't speak, just wordlessly helped Ye Wanqing up, then pulled the hem of his clothes, sat on the edge of the bed, and put one hand on An Mochen's pulse, but after diagnosing the pulse, he felt more and more wrong, and looked at An Mochen again, his pulse was obviously a dead pulse, but why did people have nothing to do all the time?!

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