Mu Beiling ran all the way and finally stopped in a pavilion.

stared blankly at Mingyue, but didn't know what to do. I want to cry, but I can't cry. After many years of career as an underworld queen, she can't let herself cry even if she hurts, and she must not let herself stand defenselessly in front of everyone.

Beiling looked at the calm lake and suddenly wanted to laugh, really wanted to laugh. I tried so hard to forget him, but I couldn't forget it, probably this is the curse that the person put on himself, the curse that he never forgets. She still remembered that his body was slowly cold in her arms, slowly losing the temperature it used to be, and the warmth that haunted her soul. How sad it was, how heartbreaking!

Brother Yu......

Suddenly, Mu Beiling felt that someone was behind her, but she didn't want to turn around, she didn't want to know who it was, she didn't want to think about anything. She just wants to cry quietly, find a shoulder, and cry well.

"It's okay, it's okay. Ling'er is fine. My brother is here, it's okay. A pair of warm hands around her waist behind him, put his hands on her forehead, and gently leaned her towards his body.

Brother Yu...... Is Brother Yu you? Is that you? Brother Yu?

"It's all right, my silly Ling'er. Have a good cry, my brother will always be with you. A gentle voice echoed in Beiling's ears. Finally, there is no way to pretend to be strong anymore, there is no way to seal his heart, all the disguises at this moment are all broken, and all the ice is melted at this moment. Beiling turned around and leaned against the person who came, crying.

No matter who you are, whether you are Brother Yu or not, no matter what, I only care if your shoulder is reliable, I only care if you make me cry once!

"Good Ling'er, my brother has always been there." Mu Qi wiped Beiling's long hair with pity and sighed. I'm still a step too late! If she was here, wouldn't Ling'er have cried so much? It's all your own fault, why not go one step earlier?

Under the moonlight, a young man in a white robe hugged a red girl, such a bright contrast at this time seems not abrupt, but feels very matched, very harmonious.

Red Sleeves looked at this scene, and finally let go of his hanging heart.

When he came, she was relieved. He...... Red Sleeves wanted to get closer but still stopped, not wanting to disturb this warm but heartbreaking scene, just watch quietly, as long as you look at it quietly, it is the most beautiful happiness......

How sad was this night?

This night is destined to be a sleepless night......

……

When the sunlight outside the door penetrated the tulle, Beiling woke up leisurely.

He opened his heavy eyes, which were a little dry, and looked around where he was. Eh, it's really not my own Lou Ningju. Moved slightly, feeling a trace of weight around him that did not belong to him, and only to find that he didn't know when there was a sleeping face next to him. Unfamiliar, extremely unfamiliar faces, but information about the person in front of me came to mind.

Mu Qiyu, the genius of Haoyue, was crowned king as soon as he was born. On the day of birth, auspicious clouds fell from the sky, and they could not be dispersed for a long time. I was about to find out about this man who gave her the warmth of Brother Yu, but I never thought that I was facing his smiling eyes.

The heart, as if something had broken all of a sudden, a different kind of emotion grew wildly in the heart. What a strange feeling.

"Ling'er, you're awake! Hurry up, come on, pass on the imperial doctor, pass the imperial doctor! As soon as Mu Qiyu saw that his baby sister was awake, he immediately commanded the door. Soon a large series of slightly flustered footsteps were heard.

Beiling did it like this, and before she could react, she was forcibly pressed on the bed by Mu Qiyu. A little stunned looked at the handsome face in front of him who was getting closer and closer, swept his deep eyes and saw the solemn worry in his eyes, and felt strange, and suddenly felt a warmth on his forehead that did not belong to him, and then realized that he wanted to probe his body temperature.

"It's okay, it's okay, the fever is gone." Mu Qiyu let out a long sigh of relief, and his hanging heart was finally let go. God knows how angry he was when he touched Beiling's hot forehead. He lost his mother since he was a child, and put all his thoughts on this favorite sister, and he would rather have a high fever than this dear sister.

When he heard that his favorite sister had hanged herself, he wished he had gone too. But he knew that if he also went, then his sister's revenge would be avenged! Therefore, he came back, so he didn't wait for the end of the experience to kill a bloody way out by himself, and hurried back, but unexpectedly encountered an interception halfway, rolled off the cliff and fainted, and this fainting was several months. Still, it's okay, she's okay, it's okay, she's been rescued. If something happens to her, he will definitely let Gong Yanke die without a place to be buried!

A hint of darkness flashed in Mu Qiyu's eyes. The person who injured Beiling will definitely have to pay the price! Secretly clenched his fists and vowed never to let his sister be hurt in the slightest!

Beiling lay quietly on the bed, looking at the eunuch Gong'e running around in front of him, and the brother who really cared about him. Well, it seems that it is still good to be cared for.

Thinking like this, sleepiness hit like a spring, and Beiling fell into a coma again......