How I envy you for being able to grow up with Ah Ran.

How I envy you for being able to have such a deep relationship with Ah Ran.

Even if it has nothing to do with the wind and moon, it has nothing to do with love, but it can make the other party full of concern, tenderness, and trust.

Full of righteousness, at any time for the other party to point to the sky.

Even if it is the return of the last days, it will never take half a step back.

The empty mountains are lonely, and the grass and trees are reckless.

In the greenery, the cold and lonely mountain breeze blows.

Mo Qingchen raised his head slightly, looking at the moon in the sky, his eyes were deep, rippling with deep emotions, and he was complicated. The deep voice flowed slowly, lingering quietly with the cold wind, and it was extremely melancholy.

Nan Shiyan smiled with his eyebrows, quietly listened to Mo Qingchen's slow words, and after a moment of silence, he raised his lips suddenly, and let out a clear laugh, his eyes flickered, full of bitter light, which seemed to hide a heavy heart, pressing him out of breath.

Between the empty mountains, the bird language has long since dispersed, leaving only Nan Shiyan's inexplicable and complicated smile, echoing in the mountains, and among the branches and leaves, outlining how many sour memories and many unbearable pasts.

After chuckling for a long time, Nan Shiyan slowly calmed down, calmed down his emotions a little, the corners of his warm lips hooked a strange arc, his smile was thin, and his voice was ethereal.

"Yes, Ling'er and I grew up together."

"It's ·····"

Nan Shiyan paused, his lips moved, and he spit out a few words with difficulty, full of complicated meanings.

"It's time to be content."

Looking at Nan Shiyan who was out of shape like this, Mo Qingchen's hands in his sleeves tightened, and his thin lips moved, but he still didn't say anything, just silently looked at Nan Shiyan's complex smile, and the smile was meaningful.

"Mo Qingchen."

Nan Shiyan slowed down, and said with a straight face: "I have Ling'er's past and memories. ”

"And you."

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan was warm, his face was warm, and he instantly regained the gentle and unparalleled Yan Gongzi, whose voice was slowly murmuring, and seemed to be shrouded in a layer of rippling moonlight, soft and continuous.

"You have a heart for Ling'er."

"A pure, flawless, fresh beating heart."

Hearing this, Mo Qingchen raised his eyes suddenly, and his gaze really fell on Nan Shiyan, full of surprise and disbelief.

Seeing this, Nan Shiyan smiled slightly and said slowly: "Don't be so surprised. ”

"The so-called authorities are fascinated, bystanders are clear, Ling'er is still young, and she doesn't know very well what her mind is, and besides, her temperament has always been stubborn, and it is normal for her to refuse to admit it directly."

"I can see that Ling'er has been attracted to you, and the feelings are already very deep."

Mo Qingchen endured the unrest in his heart, but the hands in his sleeves still couldn't help but tremble slightly, and even his breathing, which had always been steady and slow, was a little chaotic.

Looking at Mo Qingchen's somewhat suspicious gaze, Nan Shiyan just smiled faintly and said meaningfully: "These are all facts, after all, ······"

Nan Shiyan paused, sighed, and continued: "You also said that I grew up with Ling'er since childhood, although I was separated for a few years because of some accidents, I also know Ling'er very well. ”

"So."

Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, looked at Mo Qingchen's calm face, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Mo Qingchen, Ling'er consumes his own cultivation and refines the pill for you. ”

"She also exposed her cultivation in front of you, which shows that she trusts you."

"She can test your enemies for your sake without even thinking about it, which will make her situation worse."

Saying that, Nan Shiyan couldn't help but smile bitterly, his eyes were bleak and weak, and his helpless voice came faintly.

"Mo Qingchen, do you know that you were conspired by the second elder of Xiling last time, and your internal injuries were serious, and Ling'er personally went to heal your injuries, using priceless and even extremely rare elixirs in the world, and also personally drew the ancient formation?"

"If it weren't for that, I'm afraid it would take a long time for your serious internal injuries to get better, and you would have left an extremely serious old illness."

"And ······"

Nan Shiyan paused, looking at Mo Qingchen's eyes trembling with broken light, and under the stars in this sky, it seemed extremely lonely.

"Do you know that that time for you, Ling'er was poisonous, and the pain was extreme?"

The words fell, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, slammed heavily on Mo Qingchen's heart, bringing a dull dull pain, a bloodstain dripping, extremely tragic.

Mo Qingchen's hands in his sleeves were clenched tightly, the joints were pale, and his low and calm voice was also infected with panic.

"Ah Ran, poisonous hair?"

Nan Shiyan looked at Mo Qingchen's flustered expression calmly, and his tone was calm, as if he was telling a peaceful story.

"Yes."

"Your wound has the juice of Youyuan grass on it."

"Mo Qingchen."

Nan Shiyan spoke, and his trembling voice was full of distress and pity.

"Ling'er takes medicine all year round, and there are many medicinal properties left in her body."

"And Youyuan grass can stimulate the most serious poison in Ling'er's body."

"The result of poisoning, if it is light, is also ······"

Life is better than death.

Speaking of this, Nan Shiyan choked up, as if he couldn't bear to say those words, struggled for a long time, his lips moved, and he didn't continue to say after all.

Ling'er cared so much about this Mo Qingchen, so she didn't let Mo Qingchen know about it, and even in those days, when her body was too weak, in order not to let Mo Qingchen see the clues, she deliberately snubbed him, avoided him, and endured the unbearable pain alone.

How uncomfortable that must be.

Ling'er's medical skills are unparalleled, but she is the only one who is helpless, and can only bear all the pain and torture silently.

To tell the truth, Nan Shiyan has complained about Mo Qingchen more than once in this matter.

For the poison on Ling'er's body, it took a lot of effort from the master to stabilize it and alleviate Ling'er's pain.

However, a Mo Qingchen broke all this balance.

And he, on the other hand, knows nothing.

Nan Shiyan raised his eyes, a pair of warm eyes were suddenly sharp, and every word was sonorous and powerful.

"Mo Qingchen, if you hurt Ling'er."

"Then you'll be at your disposal."

Mo Qingchen's cold voice interrupted what Nan Shiyan was about to say, Nan Shiyan squinted slightly, only to see Mo Qingchen standing with his hands in his hands, his dark robe hunting, his black hair flying in a cold arc, and his cold face was full of determination.

"In this life, if I, Mo Qingchen, hurt Ah Ran, then I will dispose of it at your disposal."

Nan Shiyan nodded slightly, slowly moved his gaze elsewhere, and said lightly: "You don't want to promise me that you have to make the master believe in you and let Ling'er's father believe in you." ”

Nan Shiyan paused, raised his head slightly, and looked at the slowly changing sunlight in the sky, his voice was warm, with seriousness and advice.

"In this way, they will be relieved to hand over Ling'er to you."

As he spoke, Nan Shiyan smiled slightly, clear and ethereal, and slowly relaxed the heavy air.

"You may be sinned."

Comprehending the meaning of Nan Shiyan's words, Mo Qingchen's expression was slightly moved, and the cold and hard lines of his face gradually softened, he bowed slightly at Nan Shiyan, and said solemnly: "No matter what, I will not give up." ”

"Even if they don't approve of me, Ah Ran is still the only woman in my heart."