Youwei was overjoyed, glanced at Wen Cang, and said to the doctor, "Thank you for informing." Since there is a glimmer of hope, we will not give up. ”

The doctor arched his hand and said: "I hope this son will recover soon, and a good person will be rewarded." ”

A smile squeezed out of Wen Cang's thin and pale face, and said, "I borrow your auspicious words." ”

Youwei wanted to send the doctor out, but the doctor refused to accept it and left on her own.

The sun was already setting in the west, and Youwei lit two more lamps, and then sat quietly in front of Wen Cang's sickbed.

"What are you thinking?" Wen Cangben was closing his eyes to recuperate, and when he opened his eyes, he happened to see Youwei thoughtfully, staring at the bright and extinguishing candlelight in a daze, so he asked.

Youwei turned around and looked at Wen Cang with complicated eyes, both anger and pity.

Wen Cang smiled hard and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it, you don't blame me, but I feel uneasy in my heart." ”

Youwei said: "You made yourself like this, how can I blame you?" ”

Wen Cang smiled and said, "Then I'll say it myself, let's start with Yuezhou." ”

Youwei's eyes are full of affection, and the dark cloud beads are generally inlaid on the white face like mutton fat and white jade.

His gaze lingered and swirled over his face, but he didn't say a word.

Wen Cang could only say to himself: "You must have guessed that in Yuezhou at that time, it was I who coaxed you first, and then went to find the emperor by myself." At that time, Brother Yu, Brother Wang, and Miss Fan all fell into the hands of the emperor, and if I escaped, they would not have a good end. ”

Youwei's eyebrows twisted, her face showed displeasure, and said, "Can't I rescue them myself?" ”

Wen Cang said: "If I escape, they will be the emperor's bargaining chips to balance you, and the emperor will not let them go so easily." But if I am here, and the emperor has me as a proton to balance you, he will definitely let them go, and he will properly settle them, so that you can feel that he is lenient and merciful. Even if he's just putting on a show, everyone knows each other. ”

As Wen Cang spoke, he noticed a slight change in Youwei's breath.

So he didn't say much and stopped at the right time.

Sure enough, Youwei couldn't hold back her anger and said sharply: "What are the identities of my brother and Wang Yuan?" How could the emperor embarrass them? Why would you want to replace them? Even if they are not free, they are under house arrest. And you? But it's like this! ”

Wen Cang reached out to shake Youwei's hand, but she pulled it away.

Wen Cang had no choice but to say slowly: "In the end, it is me who is angry with the emperor, and I can't let them suffer for me." ”

Youwei is about to die of anger!

She brushed her sleeves and stood up, then turned her back again.

She was bent on protecting Wen Cang and keeping him away from the emperor's clutches.

Even if I don't see him in this life, I hope he will always be safe.

But Wen Cang's thoughts are always contrary to her.

In this man's heart, is morality really more important than his own life and her?

Wen Cang owes her sick body, and tries to reach out to touch the corner of her clothes, but she can't reach it, so she can only give up.

"The world is sinister, who knows if the relationship between the two can last for a long time. Youwei, do you know that you can do something for you, for you to fight against the emperor openly...... For me, although my body has suffered a little, my heart is very happy. Wen Cang said slowly in the shadows behind Youwei.

He was angry and spoke intermittently, but he was sincere.

Youwei couldn't help but be moved and turned around.

She resisted the urge to pounce on him and cry bitterly, with tears in her eyes, and said, "Why did you lie to me about the mandala flower?" ”

In Wen Cang's faint smile, his brilliance flashed faintly.

"I grew up in the north, and it happened to be this time when the war was frequent, I often heard people say that the southwest border of Dali is like spring all year round, flowers all over the mountains, but I have never been fortunate enough to set foot in, nor have I seen mandala flowers. So I thought that if I didn't take a day off and stayed with you until I died with this great scenery, it would be considered to be worthy of this life. ”

Tears welled up in Youwei's eyes, and in the face of Wen Cang, who was now losing her martial arts and dying, she really couldn't blame her any more.