Beiming slowed down for a long time before he eased up, seeing that Dongyang had already begun refining medicine, he stood next to him and was ready to help at any time, for fear that Dongyang would not operate properly and waste the rootless immortal water that he had worked so hard to refine.

The process of refining medicine was extremely boring, and the two of them stared at the medicine house tightly, not daring to relax a little, in case any step was wrong, this entire house of precious medicinal materials would all be scrapped.

When everything settled, Dongyang took out the pill and put it in the box, Beiming's spirit relaxed, and he raised his hand and rubbed his forehead: "You really have a bloody investment." ”

"Nanxing and I are indistinguishable from each other. If I need it, he will do anything to help me. ”

Dongyang picked up an empty bowl, found another spoon, and raised his leg to walk out.

Beiming grabbed Dongyang: "You already know the origin of that woman, why don't you stop Nanxing?"

Dongyang was in a hurry to go out, and replied to him impatiently: "You should go out and walk more, I'm afraid everyone except you knows where she came from." ”

"What do you mean by that?"

Dongyang pulled out the hem of his clothes from Beiming's hand: "You also know that I can't control my mouth." The first time I saw Yumeng, I went out and told everyone about her. This time something happened to her, and I can't get out of it. ”

"I've never heard of it. Beiming seems to feel that he has been abandoned by the Quartet, something that everyone knows, why don't he know?

Is his personality so unlikable?

Dongyang saw that his expression was a little subtle, and thought that he was dissatisfied with the people under him, in case any loyal person was wronged, it would really be a disaster, so he hurriedly played a round game: "You have always been happy and quiet, even if someone on your territory knows, they don't dare to talk in front of you." ”

Beiming once again felt that everyone else had misunderstood him.

It's not that I don't really want to talk, it's just that many times, I'm too lazy to talk to irrelevant people.

Especially when a few people were gathering, seeing Xiling pestering Nanxing, he lost his desire to speak, afraid that once he spoke, the scene would get out of control and fight.

After thinking about it, it's not a big deal for others to misunderstand, so that I can be cleaner.

Dongyang was already about to walk to the door of the pharmacy, and Beiming chased after him and grabbed the hem of his clothes: "Then why don't you stop Nanxing?"

"Can I stop it? If anyone mentions this stubble, Nanxing will want to destroy his whole family. Dongyang put his hand on the doorknob, and he was quite aggrieved when he heard the question.

According to his relationship with Nanxing, it stands to reason that Nanxing should be able to listen to his persuasion, who knew that this time Nanxing was determined to be with Youmeng, and he said all his good words, it was useless, and he almost fell out.

In the end, it was Yumeng who coaxed Nanxing well, and the two did not break up.

Beiming inexplicably began to worry about Youmeng: "What about Xiling?"

"Xiling is called wishful thinking, and besides, it was Nanxing's father who was sitting on that chair at the beginning. ”

"Xiling will never give up. ”

Dongyang's heart moved: "Hey, you haven't married yet, it's better for you to marry Xiling, anyway, she just wants a backer." ”

Bei Ming's whole body stiffened, and he felt that he had instantly returned to the ice cave where he practiced when he was a child, and he couldn't help but shudder: "I still want to live a few more years." It's better for you to marry her. ”

Dongyang also shuddered: "Don't delay me feeding the medicine." ”

The two of them got out of the pharmacy and went straight to the dormitory, and as soon as they entered the door, they saw Nanxing sitting on the edge of the bed, holding one of Youmeng's hands and putting it next to his face, and there were words in his mouth: "You always think I lock you up, I promise you, as long as you get better, you can go wherever you want in the future." ”

Beiming sighed, people, you always know regret when you lose.

Thankfully, I didn't do anything I regretted.

Dongyang put the pill into an empty bowl, poured in the rootless immortal water, crushed it with a spoon, waited until the pill was all melted, and brought it to Nanxing: "You feed it." ”

Nanxing nodded, helped Youmeng to lean on him, took the medicine bowl, scooped a spoonful of medicinal juice, gently put it to Youmeng's mouth, and tried to feed it to her mouth.

But her mouth was tightly closed, and she couldn't feed it anyway.

Dongyang stretched out his hand: "I'll pinch her mouth open." ”

Nanxing stopped him: "She's going to hurt." ”

Beiming couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked to the side of the bed and took the medicine bowl: "I control the water, I'll feed it." ”

The thin liquid rose from the medicine bowl and slowly seeped into the slit of Yumeng's lips, not a drop was wasted.

Beiming's expression was calm, but he was a little flustered in his heart.

He is water controlled, and the potion is like an extended part of his body, and he can clearly feel the soft lips of Yumeng, the hard teeth, and the tender tongue.

All these unfamiliar feelings made Beiming a little overwhelmed.

Fortunately, Nanxing and Dongyang's attention was all on Youmeng, and Beiming adjusted his emotions in time and did not show any expressions that should not be revealed.

It took more than half an hour to feed all the bowls of medicinal juice.

Bei Ming was relieved and put the medicine bowl on the table: "She will wake up soon." I'll take my leave. ”

Dongyang was polite: "I've been busy for so long, I'll leave after dinner." ”

Beiming was afraid that he would lose his temper if he delayed any longer: "Let's go, don't tell Xiling that I helped, I don't want her to knock on the door." ”

Nanxing solemnly promised him: "Don't thank you for your kindness, you can use me in the future, just open your mouth." ”

Beiming arched his hand casually and turned to leave.

......

The third time Beiming saw Youmeng, she was already dead.

Died under the wrath of Nanxing.

In order to prevent Nanxing from falling into the devil, Dongyang proposed the idea of reincarnation to find a dream again.

Beiming, of course, is against it.

As a bystander, he felt that Yumeng's life was miserable enough, and since he was dead, he simply let her go, so why bother to find her back to suffer?

But it was useless for Beiming to oppose it.

Nanxing, who fell into guilt and regret, heard this idea, like a drowning person grasping a straw, and his eyes, which had been dimmed, burst out with unprecedented brilliance.

It's just that if you want to continuously track the reincarnation of a specific soul, you can't do it with the power of Nanxing alone.

The three of them got together and experimented with various methods, and finally found that at least Xiling had to be added for the four of them to be possible.

Nanxing sat for three days and three nights with Youmeng's body in his arms, took her to find a beautiful place, burned her with his own hands, and scattered the ashes mixed with flower seeds all over the mountain.

......

The day Nanxing and Xiling got married.

Bei Ming sat beside Nan Xing and kindly persuaded him: "Since you agreed to Xiling's condition and marry her as the queen, then you must at least make a show, so you can go and kiss her." ”

Nanxing picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all: "She can come if she wants to, and if she doesn't come, I can't regret it." ”

Beiming had to persuade again, but was dragged away by Dongyang who covered his mouth.