Murong Shuyue put pen to paper, wrote a letter, and sent it to Da Yu, just in case the night of Yizhi asked Murong Shu to write a few copies, and sent different people to Da Yu from various channels, just in case the enemy here knew about it, and stopped the letter, so wouldn't this letter be written in vain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the letter, all the things here were explained clearly, but Murong Shuyue thought of the people and things in the deep palace, and still did not explain the things he wanted to unravel, but just said that there were people here who wanted to provoke a dispute between the two countries and wanted to put him to death, in order to avoid unnecessary war, he wrote this letter, he stayed in Yasukuni to find out the mastermind behind the scenes, if he unfortunately died, let him go.

After Murong Shuyue packed the letter, there was a letter with a few more words, and he solemnly handed it over to Dongfang Wu's hand: "This letter must be delivered to my mother, and it doesn't hurt to delay a few days." ”

Dongfang Wu looked at the letter in his hand, looked at Murong Shuyue with a haggard face, and nodded cautiously: "It must be delivered." ”

It's night!

Ye Yizhi looked at Qing He, his face was worried, he was not completely sure that he could make this thing that almost no one had achieved come true, he was under a lot of pressure, this treatment Ye Yizhi was undoubtedly the most nervous person.

The blood flowed away from Qing He's body little by little, following Ye Yizhi's traction, flowing into Murong Shuyue's body, before that, Ye Yizhi's blood sample of the two of them had passed, and there was no conflicting reaction.

This blood exchange is very long, and it can't be completed at one time, it can only be done a little at a time, and Murong Shuyue's blood can be replaced little by little with Qinghe's blood.

About an hour later, the doctor who was guarding on the side hurriedly helped the two stop the bleeding, Qinghe was a little dizzy when he stood up, but fortunately Ye Yizhi held him up.

Qiao Meng was taking care of Murong Shuyue on the other side, Ye Yizhi looked at Qinghe very distressed, and said, "I'll send you back to rest." ”

"Yes." Qinghe followed Ye Yizhi out.

Qiao Meng looked at the two of them supporting each other, and his heart was panicked, when this matter passed, he must find out where Qinghe was, whether the girl named Yufusheng was Qinghe, what was the relationship with Qinghe, and why it was so similar.

After returning to the room, Ye Yizhi settled Qinghe, covered the quilt and said, "Do you want to drink black chicken and astragalus soup?" ”

When Qinghe heard that there was soup to drink, he immediately nodded: "I want to drink." ”

"I'll make you soup tomorrow."

"Okay." Qinghe suddenly asked, "Why don't you let Dongyue come over?" I haven't seen her in a while. ”

Ye Yizhi sat on the edge of the bed and gently stroked her forehead and said, "Dongyue and Qiao Meng only saw some contradictions, just in case, I didn't let Dongyue come over." ”

Dongyue is the disciple of Yu Shihuan who sat down, when he united Ji Yue to catch Qinghe's mother, she was present, although Qiao Meng was young at that time, but he hated the disciples who sat down with Yu Shihuan, if he was still able to endure it because Qinghe was by his side, now that Qinghe is gone, I don't know what Qiao Meng will do, or when he sees Dongyue, he thinks of Qinghe as Qinghe, so Ye Yizhi didn't design this scene in vain.

If it weren't for Shen Yan's appearance back then, it would have been impossible for that Ji Yue to arrest Qinghe so easily and hurt Qiao Meng.

At that time, Ye Yizhi only wanted to let himself survive, so as long as he could survive, he didn't care what the others were, and now he realized that what he did back then may be wrong, but he didn't feel that he was at fault, Qinghe was his, and no one could take it away.

Ye Yizhi looked at Qing He, but his thoughts drifted into the distance, and Qing He poked Ye Yizhi: "What are you thinking?" ”

Ye Yizhi came back to his senses and smiled at her: "I'm thinking, why are you so desperate to save Murong Shuyue, obviously he has nothing to do with you at all, or that it doesn't matter to you whether he lives or dies." ”

Qinghe was a little distracted, and after a long time, she responded: "I don't know why I want him to live, maybe he gave me the feeling, it's very comfortable, I always feel that there is no him in this world, as if something very important is missing." Qinghe stretched out his hand and gently held Ye Yizhi's palm: "I really want him to survive." ”

"For so many years, it has been so pleasant to see you killing, and it is so happy to see you save people for the first time." Ye Yizhi poked her cheek and smiled: "What are you thinking in your head, if you are not careful, it will hurt you!" ”

"I have killed countless people, and I have long been accustomed to the passage of life, but when I saw Murong Shuyue, I pitied him very much, such a beautiful person, wouldn't it be a pity to die like this." Qinghe said very childishly.

Ye Yizhi sighed, she was still a kind child from beginning to end: "You rest early, someone will take your place tomorrow to protect Murong Shuyue, so you don't have to worry too much, it's just that I can't stay by your side all day." ”

"I know that the big picture should be the most important thing."

"Sleep." Ye Yi folded the quilt, blew out the candle, got up and walked out, and closed the door.

Qing He opened her eyes and looked at the dark room, since the group of Da Yu came here, Qing He always felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing, she was very uncomfortable holding her chest, what did she lose!

In the early morning of the second day, Qinghe got up and walked in the yard with his hair scattered, in the past, Dongyue or Yeyizhi came to her room early to help her tie her hair, but today I don't know why, Yeyizhi didn't come over for a long time, and Qinghe went to look for it with his hair.

The place where Ye Yizhi was injured by Qin Baixi was not treated in time, and the wound was a little ulcerated, so he went to the hospital early in the morning to treat the injury.

Qinghe thought about Murong Shuyue's residence, thinking that he had undergone a little treatment yesterday to see if he had improved.

As soon as she went to the courtyard, she saw Qiao Meng and Murong Shuyue playing chess, in fact, Qiao Meng was not Murong Shuyue's entourage, but more like a guest invited by Dayu who came to Yasukuni to help, besides, Murong Shuyue had never cared about the etiquette of monarchs and ministers, so the two of them didn't feel much like monarchs and ministers, but they were more like friends.

I saw Qiao Meng holding the white son and landing on the chessboard, and immediately killed Murong Shuyue a large piece, Murong Shuyue frowned, but the sunspot in his hand couldn't fall for a long time: "In vain, I often play against others, but I still lost to you." Murong Shuyue sighed and put down the sunspot to admit defeat.

"If the person who plays chess with you is superb, it is probably because you are the identity of the prince, and they dare not win you, and if they are not good at chess, they will not be able to win you." Qiao Meng calmly put away the chess pieces on the chessboard.

Murong Shu smiled, a little embarrassed, and when he raised his head, he happened to see Qing He who had just come over, and said with a smile: "The jade girl is here." ”

Qinghe nodded: "The fourth prince's complexion looks a lot better today." ”

"This is also thanks to the treatment of Jade Girl and Shen Gongzi." Murong Shuyue said truthfully.

Qiao Meng turned his head to look at Qing He, only to see her black hair shawl, hanging straight behind her and smiling at the corners of her eyes, just like the Qing He who held a comb to let him tie his hair, he lost his mind, stretched out his hand to touch her hair, but hesitated, and took it back: "Why is the jade girl wearing her hair." ”

Qinghe brushed his hair a little helplessly and said, "I won't curl my hair." ”

Won't curl your hair? Qinghe also doesn't usually have her hair curled: "If Miss Yu doesn't mind, I can help you curl your hair." ”

Qinghe was also stunned, she was staying here as a maidservant, and naturally there was no maid ring around her to take care of herself, so she was worried about who to ask for help, Qiao Meng volunteered, and she gladly accepted: "Then there is Lao Qiao's son." ”

"No problem."

Qiao Meng found a comb, Qing He sat where Qiao Meng sat before, Murong Shuyue looked at them with interest, Qiao Meng's movements were very skilled, he often gave Qing He a bun head, and later he learned the bun of a girl, he lived in the mountains in those days, and Jun Yan learned for a long time, waiting for Qing He to come back, so he gave her a beautiful hairstyle, but Qing He didn't wait, but he gave a person who looked like Qing He a lot.

His hand was very gentle, for fear of hurting her, this feeling Qinghe felt very familiar, as if it was from a distant memory, she asked without thinking: "Have you also curled my hair before?" ”

Qiao Meng shook his hand, except for Qinghe, he never gave anyone else a haircut, he shook his head: "No." ”

Qinghe didn't think much about it, just said: "I always feel like you have overdone it, but I can't remember." Qinghe almost said to himself: "I seem to have forgotten all the memories of three years ago, although I haven't thought about getting my memories back, but sometimes I feel empty in my heart, and that feeling is very uncomfortable." ”

When Qiao Meng heard this, he felt that his whole breathing became difficult, could the girl in front of him be the Qinghe was looking for in his heart It turned out that she had really forgotten herself, but at this time, how could he recognize him, and what reason could he use to make her believe that he was the Qiao Meng brother she had said she wanted to marry.

Qing He felt that Qiao Meng's movements were slow, but he didn't think much about it: "Qiao Meng, do you know the feeling of not being able to catch it?" Obviously it was in front of her, and when she stretched out her hand, it immediately dissipated" Qinghe raised her hand and squinted her eyes, as if she wanted to catch something in the air, but her hand was open in the air, but she didn't catch anything.

Qiao Meng put down the comb, walked to the side and sat down: "Then do you want to remember everything?" ”

Qinghe shook his head: "Maybe I don't want to, it's good now." ”

Qiao Meng looked at her, but his eyes became more and more sad.

"I often dream, there is a person in the dream, I seem to like him very much, but every time I touch him, he disappears, and my heart will hurt very much at that time, I don't want to be so uncomfortable, if there is someone in my memory who makes me so uncomfortable, I hope I will never remember." Qing He said calmly, but to Qiao Meng's ears, it was like a death sentence.

Murong Shuyue looked at the two of them, and for a while he didn't understand what the situation was.