"Junbai, tell me where the medicine garden is."

The pain in his chest made Yin Junbai confused, and he tried to open his eyes, but he couldn't see who the person in front of him was.

"Young master...... Medicine Garden...... It has long been deserted...... It's gone......" A smile appeared on his pale face, and Yin Junbai stretched out his bloodstained hand and fumbled wildly, as if he was looking for something.

Wen Moqing was silent for a while, and held Yin Junbai's hand hard: "This will take you down the mountain, hold on." ”

The poignant smile became more and more desolate, and the light in Yin Junbai's eyes gradually dimmed: "Junbai is sorry for the young master...... Dead ...... It's just fine......"

"Shut up." Wen Moqing drank coldly and coldly, and quickly clicked on several acupoints in Yin Junbai to reduce bleeding as much as possible. Turning his head to look at Yan Liwu, who bit his lip and covered Yin Junbai's wound, Wen Moqing said softly: "You must take him down the mountain as soon as possible." Can you walk on your own? ”

Yan Liwu nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, and helped lift Yin Junbai onto Wen Moqing's back.

Yin Junbai's injury is not fatal, but the wound is very deep, and he is most afraid of dying of blood loss if he is not treated in time. Yan Liwu is a doctor, the truth that you shouldn't be struggling and crying at this time is very clear, there is Wen Moqing behind Yin Junbai's back, she took the initiative to lead the way in front to prevent accidents, but she couldn't help but turn back frequently.

"The young master shouldn't have saved me, I betrayed the young master, and I failed to protect the prince......" Xu felt that the time limit was approaching, Yin Junbai lay on Wen Moqing's back and kept talking, and every time he said a few words, blood foam gushed out of his mouth, dyeing the clothes on Wen Moqing's back red.

Even so, he still didn't want to stop, and his smile was faint: "Junbai was wrong, but I don't regret it...... I have never regretted liking the king, I always have. ”

Yan Li was sad to hear, and reluctantly squeezed out a low voice from between his teeth: "Junbai, don't speak, save your physical strength." You'll be fine, I promise! ”

"I don't believe the words of the prince anymore......" Yin Junbai smiled sadly, "I said that I would let Junbai accompany you to death, why did the prince break the contract?" Jun Bai has been looking at the prince, and he knows the prince better than anyone else...... No matter how similar it is, Jun Bai can always recognize it at first sight, because the prince is unique...... Can finally ...... But the prince abandoned Jun Bai...... Obviously agreed......"

From the first time he saw Yin Junbai in Qinglian Palace, this overly loyal and painful entourage has always insisted that he is the Qinglian King.

Yan Liwu once thought that this was caused by Yin Junbai's paranoia, and it was not until she clearly learned that she was indeed the King of Qinglian that she understood that Yin Junbai was right, and his insistence was not paranoia, but that he was very sure that the person who had worked hard to save him was the King of Qinglian.

has been with him for many years, and he is the only one who will never admit his mistake.

Yan Liwu was a little distressed, and even felt that maybe it was his own existence that would make Yin Junbai end up like this.

If she hadn't borrowed the body of the Qinglian King to be reborn, Yin Junbai would probably recognize the reality and leave in despair, without having to expect someone who was not what he was waiting for to turn back; If it weren't for the overlap between her and the Qinglian King, Yin Junbai wouldn't need to force himself to ignore the unexplained miracle and guard that paranoia under great pressure.

Yin Junbai's thoughts are very simple, so naïve that people can't help but be moved, but they are heartbroken.

He just wants to guard the people he loves until the earth is desolate.

Providence makes people, who can blame it? It's just that this result is too heavy, no one can cut off the complex love locks, and the person he is obsessed with only has a body and a soul, and who will fulfill his promise with more vows? He kept his promise, and the people he agreed with him never came back.

"Does the prince know? Jun Bai likes the prince...... I've loved ...... since a long, long time ago The prince loves the wrong person, he doesn't cherish it and doesn't understand the prince...... When the prince cries, he is always not by the prince's side, and he is always ...... Always make the prince sad......"

The intermittent babbling continued, Yin Junbai closed his eyes lightly, his eyebrows, the tails of his eyes, and the corners of his lips, each of which hid delicate memories, full of fiery love that had never been spoken.

"If you could do it all over again...... Jun Bai will definitely not lie to himself again, and will definitely tell the prince loudly about this feeling...... It's good to like it...... It's okay to be sad...... It's a pity that the prince can't hear it anymore. Jun Bai has a lot of hope...... I hope that the prince will come back and take a look, so that the prince will find out...... Jun Bai can replace the emperor...... Forever in love with the prince......"

The pace of distraction is getting heavier and heavier.

So many mysteries were suddenly solved, chaotic, hidden, and maybe no one would ever know, and the answer she was looking for has always been in Yin Junbai's heart.

He had long known that King Qinglian was not so simple, but he still fell in love without hesitation; From the very beginning, he found that Yan Liwu was not the Qinglian King he was waiting for, and in addition to being disappointed, he buried his memories and forced his heart to a dead end for the illusory and impossible love.

He also knew very well who King Qinglian really loved, and he knew the astonishing truth that no one could guess under the grace of the prosperous world that was deceived all over the world.

Removing the fog, the only thing left in the love-hate entanglement is Yin Junbai, a clumsy man who does not hesitate to destroy himself for the sake of pure love.

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The winter of this year came so early, and the snow was flying happily for several days, as if to cool down the war that had lasted for a long time and was beginning to enter the **.

The second prince, Wen Moshu, returned to the imperial capital from the southern beacon fire, and inherited the throne with the support of more than half of the important ministers and the imperial concubine Long Yue'er, although the enthronement ceremony had to be postponed due to the tension of the war.

With the dragon's head, the floating panic of the people was finally able to settle down, and the 180,000 soldiers of the forbidden army battalion also rushed to the north and south fronts in two ways to join the fight to defend their home and country.

Rao is so, the battle situation is still not optimistic, the advanced firearms of the Hosdu Empire have caused great damage to the Dayuan army, and the offensive formed by the tripartite alliance of Qingyue Kingdom, Nanqing Kingdom and Duo Kingdom in the north has also caused Ye Haochuan a headache, and in the stalemate, no matter which country bears a huge burden of personnel and baggage.

In the northern barracks, two sassy figures stand in the snow, adding a bright color to the vast world.

A rare peaceful day.

"In this way, Yin Junbai already knew that King Qinglian was dead, but he drove himself crazy because he didn't want to admit it? How much does he like Qinglian King, he actually did this. Ye Ling Xi let out a long sigh and sighed.

Yan Liwu was a little distracted, and as he spoke, he looked at the snow with a gloomy look: "He knew everything from the beginning, as for whether he has been hiding it, or whether he has been deceiving himself and forcing himself to the point of erasing his memory, I don't know." He sighed softly, and said again: "Fortunately, he survived, otherwise, the sins belonging to the Qinglian King would be one more point." ”

"No matter how much it is, it's the Qinglian King's, not yours." Ye Ling Xi deliberately emphasized, "Don't worry, there is no need for the relationship between you and the Qinglian King to be known to everyone, although I don't know what to borrow a corpse to resurrect, but I know that you are you, and you have nothing to do with the Qinglian King, and you don't have to bear the responsibility that does not belong to you." Also, you can't blame yourself for Bi Xiao's matter, isn't she good? Even if we are sad and sad, it is only for a while, as long as Bi Xiao is still alive, our sisters will definitely be as happy as before. ”

Bi Xiao ......

In front of him, Bi Xiao sat on the edge of the couch in a daze, and his expression of disappointment was always engraved in Yan Li's worried heart and could not be erased.

Falling off the cliff together, one injured and one fainting, when the kind-hearted medicine farmer found the two sisters, the bizi with a bloodstained shirt was like this, and I don't know how long it will last. Bi Sheng's organ is considered to have harmed others and himself, and it is not worthy of sympathy to blame, but what about Bi Xiao? She is not wrong with anything, but she can only watch her sister fall into an endless sleep from now on, what is her heart broken?

"Okay, don't think about Bi Xiao anymore, I believe that Ji people have their own natural appearance. With you, me, and the eldest prince and the prince, she will definitely recover slowly. Ye Ling Xi patted Yan Liwu on the shoulder hard, and when he saw the calm figure walking towards the two of them, he laughed teasingly, "Alas, it's difficult to talk to you well, with the prince of your family guarding every inch, your life will not be easy in the future!" ”

Yan turned back from worry, seven or eight steps behind him, and looked at Wen Moqing with light eyebrows.

Ye Ling Xi was ingenious and eccentric, knowing that he was superfluous at this time, he cleared his throat and winked at Wen Moqing, and ran back to the camp with laughter all the way.

Wen Moqing looked at Ye Ling Xi's back thoughtfully, and looked back with a look of dissatisfaction: "What are you talking about me again?" ”

"Don't think of yourself as a baby, who always talks about what you do?" Yan Liwu rolled his eyes, and put his hand into Wen Moqing's palm very naturally.

Half a month has passed, and except for the war, everything has gradually calmed down.

Yin Junbai did not die, but lost his memory again after waking up.

However, this time he didn't just forget the fragment, but forgot all the things about the Qinglian King, as if he had returned overnight to the time when he had not been sent to the Qinglian Palace to be the eyes and ears, and was still following Wen Moqing in the Junzi Building, he was also unfamiliar and dazed in the face of Yan Li's worries.

Extreme pain and remorse made him force himself to choose to forget, and this never knowing each other again may be the best outcome.

After that, Mu Jiuge set off to send Yin Junbai back to Xianshan to recuperate, and Wen Moqing and Yan Liwu returned to the northern border military camp to rectify the women's army that was almost in chaos because no one led it; In order to stabilize the imperial capital and reorganize the previous dynasty, Wen Moshu had to put down the southern army and rush back to the imperial capital to succeed to the throne.

Although the imperial court is stable, the flames of war are still not extinguished. Whether it is in the south or in the north, the army of the Hosdu Empire, which has united the other three kingdoms to launch a more fierce attack, still threatens the imperial capital of the Great Abyss, and what has disappointed everyone's expectations is that the 180,000 soldiers of the forbidden army camp sent over did not have the expected effect, and the peaceful and prosperous era has already corroded their will to fight, and they are not as good as those people who put down their scythes and hoes to join the army.

Everything goes on, seemingly endlessly.

"I'll have to leave early tomorrow morning." whispered softly in the earlobes of the words, and the warmth of the ink rarely revealed reluctance.

Yan Liwu lowered his head and gently leaned into Wen Mo's feelings.

"When you leave, I don't know when you will see you again, will we wait until we all become old men and old women to be reunited?"

"No, the Hosdu Empire is fighting in a foreign country, and if it drags on for too long, it will definitely lose its vitality, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow." Fiddling with Yan Li's slender eyebrows, Wen Moqing looked up at the sky, "I think that before the snow falls next year, Dayuan will definitely be able to regain peace." ”

Beacon fires are everywhere, wolf smoke is rampant, and the outcome is unpredictable. No matter how much assertion there is, it is wishful thinking, the battlefield is ruthless, who knows when the war will end, and who knows which family the king and the loser belong to?

Rao is warm and affectionate, and what he said at this time can only be regarded as expectation.

"Ink." Yan Li raised his head suddenly, and the emotions in his eyes were complicated, "Do you remember our agreement?" ”

The smile is light, and then there is a lingering long kiss.

We must live together in this troubled world, never abandon them, and never give up until death.