Luo Zhiheng called His Excellency Mu Yunhe, which meant just to let Prince Mu use Mu Yunhe's identity to make a fuss. Poisoning the divination priest, that person's courage is too great, and what he is trying will not be small, and they must also use Mu Yunhe's identity to make the other party jealous.

Prince Mu left in a hurry. The others looked at Luo Zhiheng carefully, for fear that something would be wrong with Luo Zhiheng.

But Luo Zhiheng just smiled indifferently and said, "What are you looking at, don't you do your job?" Although there is no antidote now, Mrs. Huoyun also has to find a way to reduce Mu Yunhe's fever. I'll take care of Mu Yunhe. ”

Lady Huoyun wanted to persuade her, but Luo Zhiheng had already returned to the room. The nurse can't help it.

put the cool handkerchief on Mu Yunhe's forehead, looking at the face of his other half of the character, which was red, but this half was rotten and black, Luo Zhiheng had pain in her eyes, but she smiled briskly: "Look at you, such a beautiful man, but now he has become an ugly monster, he deserves it, who made you treat me unhappily." ”

"I'll help you wipe your hands, don't wake up suddenly and say that I'm insulting you. When I came back this time, I found that you had become very unreasonable, and even more proud than before, and could you really change so much by forgetting that I me? You haven't even noticed it yourself, you love to wear red now, you know, you didn't like red that much before, have you forgotten me, but still remember my favorite color? ”

The warm touch spread on Mu Yunhe's arm, and the slightly painful rotten wound was also much more comfortable because of the warmth. In a daze, there were women's naughty and brisk voices in their ears, complaints and smugness, and the irritation in the hearts of the listeners seemed to be washed away, and it was extremely cool.

Mu Yunhe wanted to open his eyes to see who it was, and he could accompany him so gently. But his eyelids were heavy, and he thought the woman should have ripped his eyelids open with her fingers. Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked up with a smile.

Luo Zhiheng saw that he was still smiling in his sleep, and she was also happy, and said in his ear, "What are you laughing at?" But did you dream of me in your dreams? Even if you have a little conscience, you reject me so much and scold me, do you know that I will also be sad? If it weren't for the fact that you have behaved well in the past and still have some expectations for you, I would have wanted you a long time ago. When you wake up, remember to tell me what you dreamed about. In fact, I used to dream about you in my dreams, dreaming of our past, dreaming that you didn't have me, dreaming that you had that imposter by your side, dreaming that you don't love me anymore......"

Mu Yunhe only felt that the chattering voice in his ears was really good, and he didn't even hear enough, hoping that she could get closer. Hearing what she said in a blur, Mu Yunhe's heart also rose suddenly.

She said that she would also be sad and sad, and he blamed himself in annoyance, saying that he had spoken too much in the past.

When she said she wouldn't want him, he nervously wanted to open his mouth to speak, but he couldn't say a word. I was so anxious that I was sweating profusely.

And with Luo Zhiheng's words, Mu Yunhe seemed to really see some pictures in a daze, as if he was staying by the side of an unconscious woman at that time, and he looked like a walking dead every day, and then another woman appeared, and he began to become flesh and blood, but why did that woman leave him?

The picture rotated, changing so fast, Mu Yunhe couldn't grasp it and couldn't see it clearly, his whole heart was in pain, and he seemed to remember the woman's name in a trance, and shouted in a weak voice: "Ruilin Ruilin ......"

Luo Zhiheng paused, looked up in surprise, saw Mu Yunhe was sweating profusely and frowning in pain, and heard him call her another name, and rushed over in surprise: "Yunhe!" Do you remember me? You're calling me! Do you remember? Yunhe! ”

"Don't leave me, Ruilin don't leave me, I won't let you cry, I won't let you die, I don't want you to die, forgive me, Ruilin Ruilin......"

I don't know which words touched Luo Zhiheng in these ordinary words, and it made her cry like rain in an instant. Lying in his arms, he cried: "I never blamed you, Yunhe, Mu Yunhe, can you hear my words, I have never blamed you." Even if it was my most painful three years, I still love you, I just want to come back to you, no matter what you are, even if you don't remember me, I just want to look at you, Mu Yunhe, why are you so ruthless, how can you leave me again and again! ”

The past pictures in Mu Yunhe's mind were replayed one by one, she was like a walker who had stepped into another world, from watching coldly to participating in it in horror, the man in the picture was him, but not him. He didn't know when it was, the picture was just a fragment, and he didn't even have any hope of reuniting in a broken way. Pieces floated in front of his eyes, in the picture, there were golden masks, there were desperate cries, and what about him? Where is he? How could he make her cry?

"Ah Heng ......" From Mu Yunhe's chapped mouth, the broken two words were as messy and shattered as those pictures, his face was full of pain, but he couldn't extricate himself from the nightmare.

Luo Zhiheng raised her head suddenly, tears crackled and fell, the first time she lost her senses, the first time she was calm and broken, the first time she tore apart her disguised indifference, shook Mu Yunhe vigorously, screamed, and begged: "I'm here!" Ah Heng is here! Yunhe, wake up, do you think of me? I'm right next to you, you open your eyes and look at me. ”

It's just that Mu Yunhe still can't wake up from the nightmare.

After crying, she was tired of crying, but Luo Zhiheng felt that the resentment, anger and panic in her body seemed to disappear with her tears. She became more calm and calm. Quietly accompanied Mu Yunhe, took care of him personally, kissed his lips, and whispered their past in his ear. She firmly believed that Mu Yunhe could hear it.

After another two days, Mu Yunhe has been asleep in a high or low fever, and his life will not be in danger, but not waking up is enough to make people worry.

Everyone is busy, looking for an antidote, investigating who is behind the scenes, and always ready to catch the person who assassinated Mu Yunhe. And the women in King Mu's mansion began to sprout moths again. One of the things that Luo Zhiheng can relax the most now is that she can make herself a little happier by cleaning up that group of women every day, and make herself feel that she is still a living person!

On the twelfth day of Mu Yunhe's illness to serious illness, after Mu Yunhe fell asleep for five days, in the early morning, Mu Yunhe finally woke up.

At that time, Luo Zhiheng was outside preparing to beat up the group of women who were going to climb the wall and escape one by one.

"What are you doing?" The yin and yang weird voice looks sexy because of the hoarse voice.

Luo Zhiheng was stunned for a moment, and when she looked back, she screamed in surprise, like a happy bird, threw a stick and rushed towards Mu Yunhe.

Mu Yunhe's face changed, and he retreated again and again, but he staggered all the way, and before he could take a few steps back, he was grabbed by Luo Zhiheng's arm and threw himself into his chest. Mu Yunhe snorted, only feeling that the softness in his arms was incredible, and in the blink of an eye, there was an unstoppable arc spreading and spreading at the corner of his mouth, but it sank in an instant. Pushing Luo Zhiheng hard, he shouted: "Hurry up and let go of me, I'm sick!" ”

Luo Zhiheng smiled lovely, rubbed Mu Yunhe's chest cutely, raised her head and looked at him with bright eyes: "Yunhe, you are so good, you feel so sorry for me." But I'm not afraid, I don't care if you get sick, I'm your lucky star, I'm by your side, you will definitely be able to haode. ”

Mu Yunhe didn't know if he was still having a fever or what, he just felt that his face was hot all of a sudden, and he only felt that the light in her eyes was more brilliant than the starlight, and the sun and the moon were more dazzling, which made him dare not look directly, and he was very charming. The mouth sneered awkwardly: "Can you stop being sentimental?" Who feels sorry for you? I'm just worried that you're a scourge on my side and that I'm getting sicker! ”

Luo Zhiheng pouted lovingly, twisted her small body, looked disobedient, holding the golden mask seemed to become flexible, and her delicate fingers pointed at his chest and poked: "That's not the case, I know you are the most duplicitous, if you don't like it, that's what you like, you say I'm a scourge, and the psychological side must like me very much, right?" ”

She looks like she loves petite girls, she is really narcissistic and a little conceited, her vision is too high, and she thinks too highly of herself, as if everything she says is right, and her justifiable appearance makes Mu Yunhe sullen, but the weird thing is that the corners of her mouth are upturned?

"Get out of here!" The person who had no strength hurt his self-esteem and couldn't push her away, and she was so soft that she couldn't put it down. I was afraid that she would be infected, although she was not angry and resentful if she was recruited, Mu Yunhe didn't want Luo Zhiheng to be unlucky. She is so delicate and petite, what if she is infected?

Luo Zhiheng rubbed him and smiled: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you, don't be afraid." Huoyun said, your disease is not contagious, hehe, don't you see that I have taken care of you for so many days? ”

Mu Yunhe wants to bite with cracked teeth, how can there be such a slimy woman who is not afraid of death? Did she love him too much, or did she have a missing string in her head? The yin and yang curses in his mouth, but his heart is a soft mess.

It's strange how he woke up and was so close to Luo Zhiheng for no reason? But I think it's so good. Although he still didn't remember the past, he had memorized those pictures, as if he had lingered half of Luo Zhiheng and his past self, although it was fragmented, it was enough for him to have endless memories and treasures.

Luo Zhiheng thought that she had been able to accompany Mu Yunhe through such a desperate journey of death, and now she could accompany him through this viral road. Facing setbacks with a joyful and brisk mood will always make it easier for people to face them.

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