The palm of his hand was full of biting coldness, but Mo Qingchen didn't care, he just looked at Su Yunran's pale face intently, and passed the temperature from his palm to the silent woman.

His dyeing.

The woman stood on the other side of the ice bed, her face slightly moved, and said softly, "Yun Ran has been asleep for a long time. ”

"Mo Qingchen, do you know how much Yun Ran has done for you?"

Mo Qingchen raised his head and looked at the woman's eyes with seriousness and stubbornness, but he also lowered his voice slightly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the quiet sleeping beauty.

"You say, I want to listen."

After speaking, Mo Qingchen's brows furrowed slightly, and a thick disgust appeared on his face: "You change back to your original appearance first, don't put on Ah Ran's face." ”

The woman frowned and wondered, "Why?" ”

Mo Qingchen glanced at the woman lightly, and calmly spit out three words: "You are not worthy." ”

The corners of the woman's mouth couldn't help twitching, she turned her head, and snorted softly, and then, raising her hand, the spiritual power surged, and her figure gradually became illusory.

After calming down, Mo Qingchen raised his eyes and said lightly: "It turned out to be a spirit body." ”

"My name is Qingqiong."

Qingqiong didn't care about the obvious disgust on Mo Qingchen's face, he just floated to Su Yunran's side, raised his hand to pick up a small flower, carefully inserted it into Su Yun's hair dyeing, and said lightly: "It was Yunran who helped me regain my freedom and rescued me from the forbidden land." ”

"Forbidden land?"

Mo Qingchen suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and a chill rose from his back.

"Yes."

Qing Qiong nodded, slowly raised his head, calmly looked at Mo Qingchen's surprised face, suddenly evoked an inexplicable smile, and said in a strange tone: "The forbidden place of the Eastern Dynasty Palace." ”

"You've been imprisoned and you've been cursed."

"In order to help you get rid of it, Yun Ran went there and fetched Sangdong grass for you."

Saying that, Qing Qiong chuckled inexplicably, and said softly: "I used illusion to confuse her, trying to make her give up, but she saw through it." ”

"She helped me lift the ban on me and allowed me to regain my freedom."

"Mo Qingchen, do you know?"

Qing Qiong paused, and quickly floated in front of Mo Qingchen, his compelling gaze staring directly into his eyes, with a substantial sense of sharpness.

"Sang Dongcao is in the secret realm in the depths of the forbidden land, guarded by the laws of heaven and earth."

"The laws of heaven and earth, do you know?"

Qing Qiong stepped back a little, his illusory finger raised slightly, pointing at Su Yunran in the silence, and his voice lowered slightly.

"Yun Ran used his own flesh and blood to fight against the laws of heaven and earth, just for that Sang Dong grass."

"And it's all just for you."

Qing Qiong squinted slightly, a faint blankness appeared on his face, and his voice was a lot lower, with a slight ethereal meaning.

"I persuaded her so much, but she didn't give up."

"That's stupid."

When the words fell, Qing Qiong pulled his lips, revealing a complicated smile, and his slightly immature face was full of confusion.

Mo Qingchen lowered his eyebrows, swept away the trembling broken light in his eyes, and lightly tapped the tip of Su Yunran's small nose with trembling hands, his voice was subtle and trembling.

"Ah Ran"

It seems to have a pair of big hands, constantly tugging at his heart, pulling him so painfully that he can't breathe. The extreme chill enveloped itself from everywhere, drowning itself at breakneck speed.

The whole world fell silent, all the sounds, all the scenes, all the temperatures, were completely cut off from Mo Qingchen.

Only the quiet and sleeping woman in front of her remained, her breath was faint, and her white clothes were pure.

I still remember the soft and gentle call when he fell into the illusion, the soft and cold little hand pressed on his hand, and the cold and weak body in his arms.

The blood-stained face, the countless hideous wounds.

is so embarrassed, his breath is dying, and he has completely lost his spirit and vitality in the past.

Just leaned quietly in his arms, only the cold and biting bones remained.

That's Ah Ran.

It's Ah Ran in his heart.

was supposed to be such a beautiful and safe woman, but she made it so miserable.

It's all because of him.

Mo Qingchen bit his lower lip tightly, his eyes trembled, and his eyes turned red. His body shook, and he stabilized himself in time, calming his messy mind a little.

didn't care about the presence of Qingqiong, Mo Qingchen leaned over slightly, and his thin lips with coolness were solemnly imprinted on Su Yunran's eyebrows, with a strength that could not be ignored.

The cold breath came to his face, Mo Qingchen felt distressed for a while, and gently kissed Su Yun's cold face, and the scorching breath was all spread on the beautiful woman's pale face.

The big hand with distinct bones tightly held Su Yunran's slender and pale hand, Mo Qingchen buried his head in Su Yunran's thin shoulders, attached to her ear, and spoke softly, with deep affection, lingering, and warm.

"Ah Ran, Qingchen is here to accompany you."

"In this life, Qingchen will live up to you."

Holding the little hand in his palm tightly, and gently pressing it on his warm chest, Mo Qingchen frowned slightly, and the words were sonorous, as if he was saying an oath in his eyes, with a serious and devout expression.

"In Qingchen's heart, there is only one person."

"Forever."

The crystal clear droplets of water dripped down, splashing layers of ripples on the surface of the calm icy lake, blurring the reflection on it, but it did not blur Mo Qingchen's words.

The sonorous and clear words, through the compelling cold, through the cold wind, through the sun, moon and stars, quietly fell into the depths of time, silently, slowly taking root and sprouting.

It seems to be a quiet old man, quietly watching the years of Mo Qingchen and Su Yunran.

That belongs to Mo Qingchen and Su Yunran, quiet and good times, and the years of falling city.

Many years later, when things are wrong and people go to the empty building, these words are always quiet in the corner of time, fresh and warm, exuding an elegant fragrance.

Mo Qingchen's voice echoed above the ice lake, solemn and pious.

And Su Yunran was still lying quietly on the ice bed, her face was pale and her breathing was light.

Nothing was heard.

Qing Qiong looked at such a picture calmly, with an inexplicable light in his eyes, he slowly stretched out his hand, touched the position of his heart, lowered his eyebrows, and seemed to fall into deep thought.

Suddenly, Qing Qiong was startled, raised his hand quickly, and when his spiritual power was running, he had already changed into Su Yunran's appearance.

"Someone is coming, I'm going to deal with it."

Qingqiong tilted his head, looked at Mo Qingchen, who was still immersed in the world of himself and Su Yunran, and whispered: "You just stay here and accompany Yunran with peace of mind." ”

"Yun Ran has already used the medicine, the cold here is beneficial to her recovery, you just need to wait for her to recover from her injuries and wake up, don't worry too much."

After speaking, Qing Qiong raised his eyes again, glanced deeply at Su Yunran on the ice bed, took a deep breath, turned around without hesitation, and left.

The wide hem of the coat brushed the cold surface of the lake, and the bleak arc was cold.

The barrier opened and closed, but for a moment, the entire space fell silent, except for the sound of ticking water.

Mo Qingchen didn't speak, his eyes were full of love and distress, and his trembling hand gently hooked the green silk on Su Yunran's cheeks behind his ears, and his movements were gentle.

It's really cold here, even he feels uncomfortable.