Situ Qianchen summoned almost all the famous doctors in the Zhongzhou Continent to the palace and treated Ling Jiantong one by one, but none of them could cure Ling Jiantong's illness.

Ling Jiantong has been in a coma for three days and three nights on the bed, and Situ Qianchen has been by her side without sleep, Ling Jiantong's pulse is already very weak, although she is conscious, she just can't wake up.

The black eagle stood guard at the door of the dormitory, removed the eunuchs and maids from the palace, and went in.

"Your Majesty."

Situ Qianchen held Ling Jiantong's hand and put it on his cheek, he had been sleepless for a few days, his face was already very ugly, and his chin also had crab shell blue, looking a little embarrassed.

"How's it going?"

The voice is not as clear as before, but it is still a little hoarse.

Black Eagle's gaze fell and he didn't dare to look at Situ Qianchen's back: "All the divine doctors in the Zhongzhou Continent have already been found, and now I'm afraid there are only ...... left."

Black Eagle stopped when he said this, that name was Situ Qianchen's taboo, and he knew that he couldn't say it.

But the next moment, the name floated out of Situ Qianchen's mouth leisurely: "Mu Jinghong? ”

Zhongzhou Continent wants to talk about who has the first medical skills, except for Mu Jinghong, who is a wonderful holy doctor, I am afraid that there is no second person.

Situ Qianchen's eyes gradually dimmed as he looked at Ling Jiantong, for more than half a year, he had no news of Mu Jinghong, Mu Jinghong was like the world had evaporated, even if he let go at the moment and let Black Eagle look for it, but even if he found it, I am afraid that Ling Jiantong may not be able to survive that time.

"Your Majesty, if you really want to save Miss Ling, even if your subordinates do their best, they will find him and bring him to you even if they dig three feet into the ground."

Situ Qianchen closed his eyes slightly and didn't speak for a long time.

It was he who was wrong.

He knew that she would never be able to suffer any more blows, but he still fought in front of her in Hongcheng.

He was angry, angry at the reason why Ling Jiantong came back with him, and knew that she was not willing, he knew all this, but he couldn't bear to hear Ling Jiantong say it himself, that resolute look, as if he was looking at the enemy, as if he was looking at a person with a sea of blood......

He loved her.

He put everything on the line, just to love her.

But why can't she accept him?

Do you have to punish him with death?

She didn't know how much his heart would hurt when she was like this, didn't she know that no matter how cold and arrogant he was on the outside, the softness in his heart was only reserved for her alone?

Now she was lying here, unable to swallow the potion, and she looked like she was holding a knife and slashing his heart one by one.

Black Eagle had been waiting for Situ Qianchen's reply, but the time for a stick of incense had passed, and Situ Qianchen didn't say a word.

Black Hawk knelt on the ground, raised his eyes and was about to ask again, but was stopped by a hand suddenly stretched out from behind.

The person who came was Atractylodes.

Baizhu motioned for Black Eagle to go down first, he had something to talk to Situ Qianchen alone.

Black Eagle nodded and retreated, Bai Shu reached out and lifted the cloak covering his head, walked to the bed, and lowered his head to look at Ling Jiantong, whose face was blue.

"Lord, Ling Jiantong's time has come, you should give up on her."

When Situ Qianchen heard this, his eyebrows were already furrowed, and the strength of holding Ling Jiantong's hand suddenly increased by three points: "Anyone in this world can give up on her, but I can't." ”

Baizhu looked sideways at the man who had already been deeply rooted, raised his head and sighed: "Lord, what did you say about Mu Jinghong at the beginning, and now why have you become the second Mu Jinghong?" ”

"I don't care, I just need to cut my pupils."

"Lord, don't blame me for not reminding you, in this Tianyuan country, it is easy for you to fight down, but it is not easy to sit firmly, for a woman, are you worth it?"

Situ Qianchen understands Baizhu, and once he says so, it proves that he has a way.

Situ Qianchen stood up suddenly, grabbed Baizhu's collar with one hand, stared at him and said, "Do you have a way?" ”

The face of the Baizhu half-human and half-beast was completely displayed in front of Situ Qianchen, for so many years, Situ Qianchen had seen it for the first time, this face was terrifying, but Situ Qianchen couldn't worry so much anymore.

"Lord, everything in this world is fair, the limit of Ling Jiantong's pupils has arrived, and if you want to go against the sky, you will have to pay the price."

"At what cost?"

"Continue your life, so that Ling Jiantong can survive."

Situ Qianchen frowned slightly, gradually let go of his hand, and muttered, "Continuation of life? ”

Bai Shu looked at him, nodded and replied: "As long as the Lord is willing to renew half of her lifespan to Ling Jiantong, then she has hope of living, but Lord, last time Mu Tong's matter, you have already consumed ten years of life, if you are giving your life to Ling Jiantong, then I'm afraid it will ......."

"As you said, I'll cut my eyes in half of my life."

Almost without hesitation.

There was not a moment of blinking, not a moment of hesitation, nor an inquiry into the dangers of such life-prolonging sorcery.

And he agreed.

Baizhu sighed, and finally shook his head: "This is not enough. ”

"It's not enough, what else is needed?" Situ Qianchen raised his eyebrows, he couldn't wait, he wanted to see Ling Jiantong open his eyes and stand in front of him again, instead of lying on the bed like he was now half-dead.

Bai Shu looked at Situ Qianchen squarely, he wanted to put forward this request a long time ago, but every time he saw Situ Qianchen buried in the endless criticism, as well as dealing with the endless court ministers, he endured it every time, but this time, he couldn't bear it anymore.

Bai Shu knelt down, clasped his hands into fists and saluted in a rare formal manner: "I want to restore my free body, and I hope that the Lord can agree." ”

Situ Qianchen didn't expect Baizhu to make such a request, Angelica is dead, Xuanshen has also retired, and there is only Baizhu in the Seven Star Cabinet, but now even he wants to ......

"What? Are you leaving me now? ”

Baizhu lowered his eyes: "I will never forget that at the moment of my life and death, it was the Lord who saved my life, but now, the Lord has laid down the Mu family's country and avenged the blood feud of General Zhaoyong, Baizhu really has no need to stay by the Lord's side." ”

Situ Qianchen sneered, looked down at him, and said word by word: "If I don't agree, won't you save Jian Hitomi?" ”

"I will save, but I beg the Lord to grant me this small request."

Situ Qianchen took a step back, this may be the loneliness of the high place.

Well, since he wants to leave, let him go.

Situ Qianchen finally agreed.

Baizhu also extended Ling's life as agreed.

Five days passed.

Ling Jiantong probably thought that he would not survive, but the moment he opened his eyes, the first feeling was not incomparable happiness, but endless sadness.

She had to admit that she had a long dream, in which there were Mu Jinghong three years later and Xue'er, who had grown taller, in the dream, although they couldn't see her, but she lived a very happy life, but now, this dream woke up, and she had to face this painful reality alone again.

The dormitory was very quiet, Ling Jiantong didn't want to move, just looked at the ceiling in a daze, until a blue figure walked in with a decoction, she came back to her senses.

It's atractylodes.

"Did you save me?"

Ling Jiantong turned his head slightly sideways and looked at Baizhu.

Baizhu put the decoction on the table, didn't say much, he first leaned over to check Ling Jiantong's pulse, and after making sure of it, he slowly spoke: "It's not me, it's the Lord who saved you." ”

Ling Jiantong subconsciously let out an "ah", and then the corners of her lips curled into a wry smile, she knew that how could Situ Qianchen let her go, compared to torture, death was really too cheap for herself.

Seeing that Ling Jiantong didn't speak again, Baizhu scooped up the decoction and handed it to her lips, but she didn't look over her head and didn't even look at it.

Bai Zhu could only take it back and said calmly: "Miss Ling, I know that you are not from this era, and I also know that in the three days and three nights that you were in a coma, your soul traveled to three years later, and you were happy to see Mu Jinghong and your daughter again?" ”

Ling Jiantong's deathly face finally rose and fell slightly, and she stared at Baizhu in disbelief: "You...... How would you know? ”

"I'm originally proficient in witchcraft, calculating the past and the future, there's nothing to make a fuss about."

"So, three years from now, am I alive or dead?" Ling Jiantong didn't know why she blurted out such a stupid question, but she did care now.

Baizhu just lowered his eyes and blindly stirred the spoon, scooped up the decoction, and took the trouble to put it on Ling Jiantong's lips: "If you drink it, I can consider telling you." ”

Although Ling Jiantong was skeptical, he still drank the entire bowl of soup and medicine, and before he tasted the bitterness, he couldn't wait for Baizhu's answer.

Baizhu took the empty bowl and put it on the tray, but he looked like he was getting up and leaving.

Ling Jiantong couldn't let him go, but his body was too weak, so he could only pull the corner of Baizhu's clothes: "You can't talk and don't talk, answer me." ”

Baizhu didn't turn back, but said something inconsequential: "Miss Ling, I might as well tell you that your life was saved by the Lord who spent half of his life, if you really have a heart, you shouldn't put your eyes on those ethereal things, care more about the Lord, the Lord really loves you." ”

Ling Jiantong let go of his hand, sat down on the bed, and sneered: "Really? He's being amorous again. ”

There is no gratitude.

There is no guilt.

Nothing.

Baizhu looked up into the distance, and sighed lightly, after all, it was the will of heaven that made people, Ling Jiantong was destined to be a catastrophe that Situ Qianchen couldn't escape from and couldn't dodge.

Anyway, there is nothing in this world that can be easily obtained, Situ Qianchen wants to hold it tightly in the palm of his hand, and he has to bear the pain of being stabbed by thorns.