At night, black clouds obscured the moon, and a lantern was lit in the courtyard, and the faint light shrouded a yellow and white land through the thin silk.

The old man stood under the lantern with his body bent, his eyes looking at the shadows of the distant mountains.

"Doctor, aren't you going to rest?" I lifted the heavy curtains, and the cold wind scrambled into the room.

He shook his head and sighed: "I will wait for my daughter to come back, and every night I will light a lantern so that she can see the way home." ”

"She'll be back today?" I feel puzzled, there seems to be only one trace of life in this family, and although the house he vacated for Beiyu Jinchen to recuperate from his injuries is clean, it seems that no one has lived in it for a long time.

"It's been five years, five years of waiting." He sat down on the steps by the threshold and paused. "Girl, go to sleep, if your father-in-law can wake up tomorrow, it should be fine."

I stood for a while, seeing that he had no intention of coming back, so I turned around and went back to the house.

Beiyu Jinchen is still lying on the bed, except for the occasional slight difference in expression, I even feel that he will sleep like this forever.

I tested the temperature of his forehead with the back of my hand, and it was a little hot but the temperature had cooled down.

The candles crackled and bloomed, making the sound extra clear in the silent night.

There was only a bed and a quilt in the room, and I really didn't know where I was going to sleep.

While yawning, he leaned against the end of the bed and took a nap.

I was so tired that my whole body felt like it was falling apart.

Tilting his head to look at Beiyu Jinchen, his gaze projected on his delicate and dusty face.

suddenly thought of a sentence said by the idler Yashi - the stranger is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

The three words of Shi Wushuang are indeed enough to describe him, but he is not as gentle as jade, but like the Gu poison of the Miao people, complex and dangerous, and will take away people's minds unconsciously.

But the more dangerous he became, the more I couldn't help but approach him. My aunt expected that no movement from me would escape her eyes.

The fingers of his left hand moved slightly, and the white jade wrench on his thumb glowed warmly.

I lay on the side of the bed, my fingertips touching the white jade wrench, slightly cool. The first time I saw him in the palace, he noticed that the jade on his thumb was no different from ordinary mutton fat jade on the surface, but after touching it, he could feel the difference.

I gently turned the wrench and slowly removed it.

A very eye-catching scar is on the thumb knuckle, the light brown scar can be blocked by the wrench, after removing the wrench, the mark is highlighted in the slightly fair skin tone, and the raised scar can be seen to be hurting the knuckle bone.

His thumb knuckles were reattached, just like my ten fingers, except that my knuckles were connected with a hook and thorn from a special Gu worm so there was no scarring. But his thumb was stiffly attached, and the marks were as deep as the phalanges.

Gently caressing the scar, the scar was wrinkled all over the place, and the roughness was obvious.

He retracted his fingers unsteadily, but his thumb didn't react in the slightest.

The thumb of this hand is not perceived, and the hand bones only seem to be no different from ordinary people, but in fact they are useless.

Beiyu Jinchen, what have you been through?

Why is it like a mystery, so that people can never see clearly, and cannot guess clearly.

I don't know your weaknesses, I don't know your pain, we are separated by a distance that is farther than a river, how can I cross it.

The ear was on his chest, and the sound of a steady heartbeat was heard. Hands held his hand, warmth intertwined.

Time stop here for a moment of tranquility, don't face those intrigues, just the two of us, stay here.

"It's just the two of us, stay here, okay...... Good no good? Dream said this, but he didn't get a response.

When I closed my eyes, all the sounds in my ears gradually weakened, and I fell into black sweetness.

A dreamless night.

I wake up in the morning, and my eyes are not yet able to adjust to the strong light.

Rubbing his numb neck, he found himself sleeping on his chest all night.

The pinna suddenly turned red in half, but fortunately he didn't wake up, otherwise he wouldn't be able to say it clearly.

When I had finished washing, the old man gave me an axe and hemp rope to go up the hill to chop wood.

I brought some water and a small piece of steamed bread and went up the mountain alone to chop firewood.

The air on the mountain is cold and fresh, and in winter, it is mixed with the rotten smell of the withered grass, which penetrates into people's noses, bringing a wave of confusion that is difficult to adapt.

Stiff fingers, chopping wood with an axe that is not sharp is a difficult task.

After cutting my palm for a while, it was covered with wooden thorns, and I sat on the ground decadently, and warmed the back of my hand with a white breath.

I still have the Luohua stone in my sleeve pocket, I held it high, the light through the Luohua stone glaze, the light spots on the face, people can't help but squint their eyes.

Lan Zhi, Chongzi, Xin Li, the three elders...... Who exactly?

If Chongzi wanted to kill me, it would be impossible to save me in the first place, Lan Zhi regarded the restoration of the country as the most important thing in life, although she was once the person I trusted in the cabinet, but it was not ruled out that she might have murderous intentions.

As for Xin Li, he is only a fourteen-year-old boy. If it was really him, then such ambition would not be able to govern the country with benevolence even if he became a king.

This matter needs to be investigated back, and we can't startle the snake.

Carrying the firewood down the mountain, a morning passed like this, and for the first time I felt what time was flying.

It was quiet in the house, and the old man seemed to have gone to the village to see a doctor.

I washed my hands with clean water and walked into the back room with the boiled medicine.

The bed was empty, and the quilt was neatly folded, as if no one had ever lived in it.

The medicine bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and the black and brown medicinal juice splashed on the skirt.

Frozen in place, I couldn't move for half a minute.

He's gone? He just left me and left?

I thought I was important enough to him to at least say to me before leaving, but it turned out that I was overestimating myself again.

"Su Jin." A low, hoarse voice rang out from behind him.

I turned around and saw him standing in front of me, smiling like an illusion.

Tears dripped from his eyes, his mind went blank, and he ran up and hugged him tightly.

"I thought, I thought you were gone."

He froze for a while, his palm brushing my hair as if to comfort him.

"I'm here."