Ye Shuqiu babbled and said a lot of things she didn't know, her past with him.

This night is destined to be in Mu Xiyao's heart, and it will not be calm.

She leaned quietly on the corner of the bed, letting Ye Shuqiu hug her waist tightly, lying on her lap, and talking nonsense, which seemed to her to be something incredible.

It turns out that he has experienced so much with her? Those things sound really unbelievable. What immortals, what resurrection, what fake death, what unification of the Northern and Southern Dynasties, and what was put in prison... What else was sold to Bashu, and inexplicably returned to the starting point...

Was that what she had with him?

But why, I sound and feel so far away from myself? What is your name? Where did you come from and where should you go?

I...

Suddenly, the person in her arms moved slightly.

"Xi Yao... Xi Yao... I was wrong... I finally knew... Even though I had everything, I had no one to share with me without you... And that's... What to use for... Xi Yao... Come back, come back... Please don't go..."Ye Shuqiu's dream murmured that Mu Xiyao's body couldn't help but stiffen.

Inexplicably, her brows furrowed slightly, and she snorted.

Looking down, it turned out to be him, in an unconscious state, pinching his leg meat fiercely. Suddenly, he gently spread his ten fingers again, turned his head to the red robe, revealed his white teeth, and bit down.

"Ahh Mu Xiyao screamed in pain, but it was very short. She held back the pain and gritted her teeth.

She couldn't wake the man up. She also wants to know about him and the woman named Xi Yao, the unknown past. But... It's really painful... If he doesn't let go, he can only wake him up. But then, there's a good chance you'll be exposed...

Fortunately, Ye Shuqiu quickly turned her head again, leaving her where the flesh was the most, but it was also the most painful.

Alone in his dreams, he muttered, "I... I, Ye Shuqiu, have never apologized to anyone in my life... Because I feel like they... Unworthy! But for you... I always have a feeling of regret in my heart. I'm sorry, Xi Yao. I know, I'm sorry... I can't get back who I used to be... Hurt to you... I can't do it either... What the. All I can say is sorry... And then the days ahead, good to you... Xi Yao... Can you forgive me? ”

Mu Xiyao was a little stunned and looked at the man in her arms.

He... Isn't he the prime minister of the Great Liang? He... He didn't need to apologize... But why...

She didn't understand. Although he spit out the truth after drinking, I don't know if this is true or not. But... He vomited this mantra... That's too much, right?

Mo Mingjian, Mu Xi

Yao felt that the hem of her clothes was a little wet. After a closer look, during the day, the prime minister of Liang, who was above 10,000 people under one person, was now like a child, huddled in her arms, trembling and crying.

His words went from a long paragraph to a few simple words.

I'm sorry... Forgive me... May I...

Mu Xiyao took a deep breath. She looked up at the candlelight flickering in the wind, her slender fingers slowly stroked Ye Shuqiu's long hair, and said in a low voice: "I... Forgive you—" She leaned down and left a shallow kiss on his face. 【~Aichi Literature ¥#更好更新更快】

That girl named Xi Yao, please forgive me for making my own decisions. If you had a spirit in the sky, you would have forgiven this poor man, wouldn't you?

In his childhood, since he was driven to the Southern Dynasty, he has lived in the desire to return home. If he hadn't touched you, he might have been living in revenge. If it weren't for you... If it weren't for this series of mistakes, I... I won't appreciate this man's intentions either. I took your place in his heart, and I took your name... All this, I don't know, should I hate this man, or thank this man...

Who the hell am I, I haven't figured out until now. However, I now have a motivation to live. This motivation was given to me by this man in my arms... Thank you...

I'll take your place and live the life that should have been yours. I also hope that you will not reappear and disturb our lives.

Mu Xiyao never knew why this man would be so good to her. She didn't know that the woman she was thankful for was actually the same person she used to be... It's just that after experiencing life and death, after a round of yin and yang, she once became her previous life.

The Buddha once said that if you have tasted all the hardships in your previous life, you will get the happiness you deserve in this life. Cause and effect reincarnation, nothing more...

Ye Shuqiu in her arms, I don't know when, she had fallen asleep.

And she herself was also in a daze, and she slept until dawn.

Well...

When Mu Xiyao woke up again, she found that she was lying on the bed. It's just that I've stayed up for a long time, and my head is a little groggy. And the legs that were used as pillows, almost pillowing in the middle of the night, also had a faint soreness.

"Are you awake? Come and drink this bowl of porridge. ”

A familiar voice rang in her ears.

She chuckled. Why is this scene so familiar?

"What makes you so happy? Can you tell me about it? Ye Shuqiu put the hot porridge in his hand on the table and sat beside her.

Mu Xiyao gently shrank her body inside.

He couldn't help but laugh when he looked at her cautious appearance. But he didn't say it. Suddenly, Ye Shuqiu saw the white corner under her pillow and slowly pulled out the corner.

"What's that?" Mu Xiyao asked curiously. What is that? I stayed in this room yesterday, why didn't I find out?

After Ye Shuqiu saw the piece of paper, his eyebrows locked. He remembered something, and quickly threw the piece of paper into the stove. The paper ignites when it hits a fire and quickly turns to ashes.

"Eh, you—" She squeezed the quilt tightly with her left hand, and stretched forward with her right hand. In a stunned gaze, he looked at the piece of paper and turned into ashes.

He slowly breathed a sigh of relief before he said, "It's nothing, it's just a piece of waste paper." "Last night, Ye Shuqiu wasn't actually drunk. As a martial arts practitioner, how did he get drunk with a few glasses of light wine? He just used the excuse of drunkenness to fall into her arms and whispered everything between him and her.

and then use that sensitive perception to pay attention to her every move.

It was found out later. She is still her, her appearance, voice, and even the whip marks on her body that have been whipped, as well as the scar on her heart, all show that she is still Mu Xiyao. However, her actions, her personality, and her feelings for herself are not what Mu Xiyao should have in the past.

If it is really the former her, no matter what, as long as she has memories, even if the memories are deprived for some reason, she can find them back. And she's completely like a different person. Now she won't play petty with herself anymore, let alone a Miss Ben, she... even forgot the names of his biological parents, forgot the former Shu Ye Qiu, and only knew the current Ye Shuqiu. Even though, she said, forgave herself.

For some reason, Ye Shuqiu's heart was a little scared and a little happy.

He was afraid. The harm she had done to her, she swept away like a cloud of smoke. So... The forgiveness he stook, the one who forgave himself, was it Mu Xiyao in the past, or Mu Xiyao now?

He's rejoicing. No matter what, her feelings for her have never changed, and she is even willing to take the initiative to approach herself, and even dedicate herself to herself...

No way! You have to figure it out yourself! Gotta ask the medicine shadow, what the hell is going on? If... She's not her anymore... Isn't that indicating... I will never be forgiven by her...

"Hey... Feed? Feed! What happened to you? ”

"Huh?" Ye Shuqiu shook his head and broke out in a cold sweat. He turned his head and saw Mu Xiyao looking at him a little unhappily. "How... What's wrong? ”

My own thoughts... Don't let her see it.

"Nothing. I just want to ask, what is the content of the paper you burned before? I want to know. She pursed her lips, curiosity written in her eyes. However, in her heart, there was some trepidation.

He... It can't be a love poem he wrote to that girl, right? If not, then why is he hiding under this pillow? He was in the preoccupation before

What do you think? Don't... Did he know he was a fake?

Otherwise... Otherwise, why would he be out of his mind for so long? If he is exposed, he... What will he do with himself?

Mu Xiyao feels like a rootless duckweed on the sea, and her fate is determined by the waves of the sea, that is, the man in front of her...

He slowly stretched out his hand, stroked the somewhat scattered ends of her hair on her forehead, and said softly, "Don't worry... I promised you a good life, and I will. However, I still have some things to go out and take care of, can you wait for me? ”

"Okay." Mu Xiyao nodded obediently and watched the man's figure leave. He... What did he just say? Make yourself a good life? Could it be that he has discovered my identity and is starting to arrange his life in the future? Otherwise, why didn't he answer my question head-on?

A woman who has just married lives separately from her husband, and outsiders... What will outsiders think? No, no! Instead of passively accepting it yourself, it is better to take the initiative to leave! so as not to delay his lovesickness.

Mu Xiyao endured the bitterness in her heart and the soreness in her body, slowly got up, and put on a white dress. She didn't want to leave a letter for that man, but she was afraid that after she left, he would look for her all over the city... Then, let's keep one...

She walked over to the table, found the ink paper, thought for a while, and wrote down some words she could...

Mu Xiyao didn't notice at all why she was able to find these things in a moment...

And what about Ye Shuqiu? I didn't realize what I was doing wrong. He just wanted to figure out if Mu Xiyao would become like this, whether it was what he had guessed.

The estrangement between the two, because of these tiny details, is gradually widening more and more...

(End of chapter)