In the dream, the gloomy world never appeared again, Mu Xi woke up gently disappointed, and in his ears, the voice of the prince reprimanding the witch doctor kept lingering like a fly that could not be driven away. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Lord Wang, Miss Yan is awake"

This is a gentle voice, Mu Xi looked for a voice, and Hongxia reported to the prince outside at the door.

The prince strode in, looked at her with bright eyes, and reached out to touch her forehead, "The fever has subsided, although the witch doctor's medicine is a little stronger, it is still useful, you don't blame him, he is also anxious, worried that you will not wake up again." ”

In Mu Xi's eyes, the prince was haggard and tired, the witch doctor stood at the door, still with tears in his eyes, sobbing alone, wiping the tears from his face with his sleeve from time to time, only she, Hongxia, was expressionless, as cold and merciless as a lake in winter.

"Now, so to speak, what's going on? Tell me all. Mu Xi sat up, Hongxia knew the look, stepped forward steadily, supported and helped Mu Xi lean on the thick quilt, and tidied up the silk quilt, before silently retreating to the side of the bed and waiting.

The prince wanted to speak several times, sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed his hands.

"Jixiang is dead?" The prince's indescribable expression made Mu Xi have the worst plan in her heart, and she asked calmly.

"Yes," the prince replied softly in a low voice.

"How did you die? I'm tired, so I'll just say it. The prince's answer made Mu Xi's heart stabbed by a knife, she no longer had the strength to cry and grieve, calmly suppressed the mental and physical pain of pain and heartache, and continued to ask.

"We found Jixiang in the woods, she was seriously injured by a horse, and she only lasted two days when she came back, and when she died, she was still talking about you, I buried her in the back mountain, and when you recovered, I took you to see her, so that she could rest assured. ”

Mu Xi stared at the leafy tree outside the window, and the chatter around him was endless, and he felt bored at the time, and he missed it so much at the moment.

In the blue sky, suddenly a cloud floated into her sight, is it auspicious? Is she looking at herself? She will definitely say in the sky, 'Master, you can't be so scared of Jixiang in the future, Jixiang will be afraid, master, you have to live well, otherwise Jixiang will die in vain, master, do you miss me? Jixiang misses you, master, your quilt is going to be tightly covered, but you can't catch a cold anymore. ’

'Jixiang, is you the one who gave me warmth in the dark world?, I won't scare you anymore, I promise you, from now on, live well. Mu Xi had a conversation with the white cloud in his heart, and unconsciously, two lines of tears quietly slipped down his face.

"Mu Xi, don't be too sad, your body is still very weak, take care of yourself first. Oh, that's right, Da Lei will come back tomorrow, he is now living in the palace for a long time, the khan has no relatives around him, so let Da Lei always be by his side, this child, send someone back every day to ask about your situation, just sent someone into the palace to send a message to him, it is estimated that Da Lei will come to see you tomorrow. The prince took the porridge bowl from Hongxia's hand, and as he spoke, he blew the hot air in the bowl and came to the bed.

The cloud in the sky, dancing and flashing to the sky, running towards the sun, following the wind, towards the distance, actually dispersed, became thinner, lighter, 'auspicious, heaven has you, the fairies will not be lonely, but it's a pity for me, there will be no happy nagging of you in the future.' ’

Mu Xi bit her lip, held back her tears, turned her head to wipe away her tears, and when she raised her hand, the movement of her right arm touched the wound, making her frown and endure the pain.

"What's wrong? Does the wound hurt?" Hongxia went to ask the witch doctor to bring some pain-relieving powder. The prince hurriedly put down the porridge bowl and leaned forward to look at her wound, and his nervous tone was extraordinarily quiet, as if the sound was too loud to hurt her.

"It's okay, I want to be big too, don't tell her about my condition. The prince's face was in front of her, Mu Xi turned his head evasively, and whispered.

"Okay, good, according to you, as long as you are good, everything depends on you, in the future, this palace will be managed by you, as long as you are happy, everything is easy to say. The prince agreed with full satisfaction, retreated to the side of the bed in embarrassment, picked up the porridge bowl again, and handed it to her.

The feeling of soreness and weakness all over her body, Mu Xi had no appetite at all, but in order to live, to go home, and for those relatives who cared about her, she reluctantly raised her hand to pick up the bowl of porridge.

A porridge bowl, at this time seems to weigh a thousand catties, if Jixiang is by her side, she will definitely grab it immediately and feed it to herself little by little, but, now in front of her, it is the prince, Mu Xi does not want to serve him is him, and Hongxia, who is not far away, is like a wood at this time, standing motionless, and has no intention of coming to take care of and serve.

Mu Xi sat up hard, stubbornly stuffed the porridge into her mouth, and in the afterglow, the prince's hands were always raised in front of her, nervously watching her drink one bite at a time, always ready to catch the bowl she couldn't hold.

It wasn't until she couldn't hold on anymore that just as the porridge bowl was about to slip out of her hand, the prince caught it in a timely and steady manner, and at this time, Hongxia quietly stepped forward and took the bowl in the prince's hand and sent it out the door.

Mu Xi looked at Hongxia's figure, illuminated by the light outside the door, with a vigorous body, much better looking than the auspicious round figure, but it was far from the happy atmosphere of auspiciousness, and the auspicious figure did not match the figure in the gray world, Mu Xi's eyes appeared again The distant gray figure, who is he?

In exchange, the witch doctor came to the bed with the medicine bottle in his hand, his eyes timidly scanned back and forth on the faces of Mu Xi and the prince, still without saying a word, biting his lip tightly, and the medicine bottle in his hand was rubbed by him shiny.

"Put down the medicine, go out, hurry up and fry the medicine for the night, wait for Mu Xi to take it, and don't take any more strong medicine, such as ......" The prince impatiently scolded and commanded the witch doctor, halfway through speaking, he turned his face to look at Mu Xi, and changed his gentle tone, "Go ahead, let the kitchen prepare dinner for Mu Xi, and tell them to serve this king carefully, and he will be the master of this palace from now on." ”

The witch doctor kept bending down and nodding in agreement, and kept looking back at Mu Xi while 'walking' outward, still biting his lip tightly, looking so afraid of the prince that he didn't even dare to make a sound.

"What's wrong with the witch doctor?" Mu Xi was tired from sitting, and his body was replenished, and he finally relieved himself.

"It's nothing, auspicious death, your serious injury this time, probably frightened him, he couldn't stand it, and he became more and more confused, are you tired, I, I'll let Hongxia take care of you and sleep for a while, okay?"

The prince's voice was extremely gentle, Mu Xi looked at those concerned eyes, and was looking at himself affectionately, "How long have I been in a coma, how did I come back?"

With a slight recovery of her strength, the world in front of her became clear, his eyes were bloodshot, and the gray circles of his eyes were wrapped into two black shadows, showing his tiredness.

"We rescued you from Lin Yulang's hands until now, you have slept for two days and two nights. The prince turned his face and responded softly.