"I'm dying, cough cough, hehe, it's an incurable disease, the doctor said, cough cough, cough cough, said it's contagious......"

An Xin looked up at the man, her painful eyes full of mockery: "Ahem, cough...... Do you want to die with me? Ahem, hehehe......"

"You ......" The man's face turned yellow with fright, and he angrily pushed An Xin: "His grandmother's, you!" ”

The delicate body was pushed out of balance, and fell off the stone bench weakly like a broken pear blossom, lying heavily on the grass still covered with snow.

The pain of eroding bones, the biting cold, the heart-rending lungs, the curling and spasming of the conditioned reflex of the thin body. Spasticity.

"Big brother, she's sick."

"Yes, go, take the garment."

There was a conversation between two men, followed by the sound of footsteps fading away.

It seems that even the most shameless scoundrel is afraid of death, she lied to him, her disease is not contagious......

An Xin smiled sarcastically, she tried to suppress the restlessness in her lungs, struggling to get up, and cold water from snow flowed on her snow-white skin.

The wind suddenly became no longer gentle, and the slightest chill stung her sensitive skin like a needle, penetrating into her internal organs, and she shivered.

She clasped her stiff arms in both hands, picked up her remaining clothes in the snowdrift, shook off the snow on it with all her might, and tried it with her hands, which was already soaking wet.

But she couldn't help it, even if it was wet clothes, it was better than wearing nothing.

Grit your teeth and wear it on your body.

"Ahh

She sneezed and walked forward tremblingly.

"Ahem!"

The cold seemed to burst the embankment, and she drilled into her body frantically, she hugged her arms hard to lock in a little warmth, and walked forward with a faster pace. Looking up ahead, the path suddenly seemed to be very long, and it seemed that there was no end to it.

When he was sad, Chu Lingye's handsome face suddenly appeared in his mind, as if he was right in front of him, but his gaze was so cold and so afraid......

She suddenly felt weak, her feet were weak, and she squatted on the ground, her head hung down, and she was unable to stand up again.

Is it always so cold and hard to live?

She's tired, so tired to live like this, so tired, so tired......

Suddenly there was the sound of horses' hooves in front of her, and she looked up and faintly saw a carriage coming towards her, stopping suddenly only three meters in front of her.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the slender figure got out of the car and walked towards her lonely.

It's him?

Or is it an illusion?

She blinked, tilted her head and looked at the handsome fairy-like man suspiciously.

"Why are you here?"

Chu Lingye approached and looked at her with lowered eyes, her bright black eyes condensed very deeply.

He saw the familiar figure from a distance in the carriage, but he couldn't be sure it was her, for few people came to this remote place, and he couldn't be sure until he got closer.

With her usual cold gaze and indifferent tone, she should have adapted to him like this, but why is her heart still aching faintly at this moment, as if she has too many grievances to confide in.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chu Lingye stopped in front of her, and the closer she got to her, the tighter her heart was pinched:

Her hair was messy, her face was unusually pale, the wind here was always very fast, it was the cold winter season, and her cloak and robe were gone, only wearing a thin shirt and squatting on the cold ground, haggard like a flower bone that had just been devastated by a storm, silently grabbing his heart.

His voice was cold, and there was no emotion in his deep-locked eyes except for the darkness of loneliness, and she didn't know if he was questioning her again, she just hooked her lips and smiled lifelessly.

"Woman, what's the matter with you?" He finally lost his patience and crouched down to pull her up, and the moment his right hand grabbed her arm, he suddenly gasped.

Her clothes were wet.

In such weather, this weak woman was exposed to the cold wind in wet clothes......

Chu Lingye's heart seemed to have been stabbed, squatting in place, his sturdy body trembling faintly, staring at her too haggard face, a thick pain suddenly surged in his heart, he gritted his teeth hard, and his Adam's apple slid obviously:

"Damn it!"

He picked her up and strode towards the carriage. His expression just now was cold and scared, as if he was going to eat people, where did she provoke him again?

She was still thinking that he had been carried to the carriage.

"Take it off." He said.

She gave him a faint look, bit her lip vigorously, and took off her wet shirt under his gaze, folded it, and laid it on a deerskin mat.

In the past, she was always shy and weak in front of him, but now, she has become indifferent and silent...... Chu Lingye felt a trace of frustration inexplicably in his heart, and then took off the big hat and wrapped it around her.

"Thank you."

Is the heart dead? Even the words of thanks were indifferent.

However, wrapped in his clothes and smelling the faint mint fragrance, there will still be a kind of warmth and warmth in his heart.

"What are you doing here?"

An Xin calmed down.

In this life, he is still called Chu Lingye, and in this life, she is also called An Xin, and she is still an orphan, and she also has the same jade pendant......

There are too many similar coincidences between him and her in this life and them a thousand years later, if this is God's intention to arrange such reincarnation and fate, then, is there a reason why he came here?

Has he also crossed paths with her here in this life?

Her overly flat tone easily aroused his emotions, and she said in a deep voice: "Come and find someone." ”

He said in this disgusted tone again, her heart couldn't help sinking, she coughed heavily, hid the complaint in her eyes, and said quietly: "I thought you came to me on purpose." ”

"Heh......" Chu Lingye's eyebrows locked slightly: "Don't do such stupid things in the future." ”

It's because she's too naïve to think that everything hasn't changed since the times have changed...... The corners of An Xin's mouth pulled up a hint of self-deprecation: "Is the prince concerned about me?" ”

"Woman, I'm just afraid that you will embarrass me." Chu Lingye's face suddenly covered with dark clouds: "If Princess Wu makes a mistake outside, you may not care, but this king can't afford to lose such a face!" ”

Is this why he is so angry?

She just asked knowingly, she knew that he couldn't care about her, she knew it, so her heart wouldn't hurt, it wouldn't hurt......

Silently taking a deep breath, Chu Lingye's heart seemed to be pressing against a boulder, inexplicably heavy.

After Hua Siying's miscarriage, instead of apologizing, this woman became more and more presumptuous, she began to be indifferent to him, began to contradict him, and even slapped Hua Siying in front of him......

However, in the face of her like this, he felt powerless, and felt strange in his heart, as if he was depressed, irritable, and lost.