Beiyu Jinchen on the bed fell asleep peacefully, like a child.

In my mind, he should be so strong that he is fearless. But he is so fragile at this moment, every breath can touch people's hearts.

I put my fingers on his cheeks, slid them down the contours, and stopped at his pursed lips.

If he was awake at the moment, I would not dare to do it.

"It would have been nice if I had met you earlier." If I had met you before that fire, without the Night Pavilion, without Emperor Dexin, without Luo Yu of the Mincha clan, maybe the way we get along would be completely different now.

At that time, I was as innocent and simple as your Luo Yu, not as calculating as I am now.

With a sigh, he turned his head to look out the window, the low courtyard wall glowing golden in the sunlight, dazzling people's eyes.

The old man knocked on the door, "There is a bowl of medicine on the table outside, and some gauze for plasters, all for you." How can I take care of your husband before I am injured, I want to go to the village in front of me to see a doctor. You can cook lunch, if it doesn't taste good, I'll kick you two out. ”

He picked up the medicine box and staggered away.

Beiyu Jinchen still didn't react at all, so I got a cold towel and put it on his forehead to cool him down.

Walked to the outhouse and drank the bitter medicine in the bowl in one gulp. In fact, I know in my heart that this body is a ruin, there is no medical treatment, and drinking medicine is just to give myself a little more comfort.

I gasped when I put medicine on my chin in the mirror, I didn't know if this old man did it on purpose, what medicine actually hurt so much, the fire burned and I felt better after putting gauze on it.

The light brown pupils in the mirror are calm, but in fact, they are not so indifferent on the surface.

There are many scratches on the face, the eyebrows, cheeks, and chin are all injuries, but fortunately they are not very serious and should be able to recover.

I can't remember the days when my face was disfigured by the fire, and I never dared to look in the mirror, and my ugliness was not enough to describe the horror of my face.

He scooped a bowl of warm water, sat on the edge of the bed, and fed him water with a wooden spoon.

Half of it flowed out, and after feeding for half a day, only half a bowl went in.

I changed a towel and got ready to get up and go to the kitchen to cook. My wrist was gently grabbed, and I froze in place, looking back at him, his eyes were still closed, but his brow was slightly frowned, and he was sleeping unsteadily.

"Yu'er, Yu'er......"

was hit hard in the heart, it turned out that when life and death were at stake, you still had her in your heart.

tugging at the corners of his lips, he smiled bitterly.

He grabbed his hand and said softly, "I'm here." ”

He finally settled down, his brow furrowed.

When he was asleep, I turned my wrist and tucked the quilt away.

There were only a few handfuls of greens and some potatoes in the kitchen, and only two eggs were rummaging around.

I made two dishes and a bowl of egg custard with these things, and I couldn't whet my appetite when I smelled the aroma of the food after a day of eating.

I remember Ruxue said that Beiyu Jinchen has no love for Luo Yu, but now it seems that this is not the case. He approached me and approached the Dark Night Pavilion just to find out the cause of Luo Yu's death. Just now, the name he called in his dream was also her.

Beiyu Jinchen is a person who can hide his emotions very well, and it seems that Ruxue has also been deceived by him.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but laugh dumbly, what am I fighting with a person who has passed away?

The most important thing now is how to get back to the palace, I don't even know where I am.

After putting the dishes on the table and putting the dishes and chopsticks, the old man came back with his coat on.

He went into the house and drank the hot tea on the stove, and said, "You made all this?" ”

"Hmm." I nodded and helped him fill a bowl of egg custard.

He took a bite of egg custard, sandwiched a chopsticks of vegetarian fried rape, and smacked his mouth. "The taste is so-so, and there are some improvements."

I replied and took a bite of the rice, which tasted like chewing wax. However, the old man ate a bowl in three or two clicks, and then served himself another bowl.

He clearly said that it was average, but after a while, he swept away the dishes on the table.

The old man stared at a bowl of porridge on the side of the table, and coughed pretentiously: "For your father-in-law?" ”

Hearing these two words, I was stunned, and then nodded.

"Next time you cook porridge, put some angelica, boil the ground clearly, it's too thick and he can't swallow it."

I smiled and said yes.

He went to take a nap after eating, and lived a leisurely and comfortable life. Occasionally, I went to the village below to see a doctor for the villagers, and when I had nothing to do, I studied medicine at home.

Although he was anxious about Beiyu Jinchen's illness and the movements in the palace, the quiet atmosphere here had to be reassuring.

I remember Beiyu Jinchen said that what he wanted to do most was to live alone in the mountains and forests where no one disturbed him, moving at sunrise and resting at sunset.

I asked him why he didn't have a wife and children in his wish, but he told me he wasn't worthy.

Not worthy of having, not worthy of losing.

I used to think that way. It's just that I was filled with hatred later, and I always felt that I had to be buried with me all day long, and now I think about it, I was forced to be helpless.

Raising his eyes to look outside, the smoke curling in the distance, and a yellow dog lying in the doorway, squinting in the sun and taking a nap.

If you live here and no one finds us again, that's a good choice.