Mo Yiming didn't want to lie to the county lord, he knew that once he said it, he didn't want to hurt the county lord, he would definitely hurt the county lord. He naturally knew the county lord's affection for him, but at this moment, he only had Liu Zhongling in his heart.

So although it was a short time, Mo Yiming thought a lot, looking at the county lord's affectionate eyes, he didn't take the medicine bowl at the first time.

He didn't know what the reason was for a person who was on top of him to stay up all night to boil medicine for himself and worry about himself. Although he hated Nanming, he couldn't hate the county lord, but he didn't seem to pity him enough, and he had a very wonderful feeling, but this feeling, Mo Yiming couldn't express it in words. There seems to be some pain, but there seems to be some pity, but more, as if pity.

"I'm ......" Mo Yiming was about to speak, although he didn't think about what to say, but the county lord spoke first.

"Don't talk yet, you are injured, drink this bowl of medicine, rest early, and go to the Nanming battlefield tomorrow." There are some things that are better to keep in mind. ”

Mo Yiming suddenly felt that the county lord had changed, he didn't know what had happened in the few hours of his pranayama, the county lord didn't have that arrogant temper, but there was a little more melancholy and affection in his eyes, such a look made Mo Yiming's heart even more unpleasant.

He didn't want to provoke the county lord, but some things are destined in the dark, feelings and feelings are two different things, feelings may be limited to appearance and character, but feelings are accumulation and time, in some inexplicable times, in some unconscious has been bred.

Mo Yiming is very sure, if he asks the county lord why he is so good to himself now, the county lord will not be able to say, some things are very wonderful, but for some reason, he has to do it willingly, regardless of the consequences, just have a thought.

Just like Mo Yiming's heartache at the moment, he didn't know where to speak.

After being silent for a moment, Mo Yiming and the county lord looked at each other like this, and after taking the medicine bowl in the county lord's hand, Mo Yiming swallowed it in one gulp.

"Rest early." The county lord did not continue to chat with Mo Yiming as usual, but took the medicine bowl and walked down.

Mo Yiming looked at the back of the county lord going downstairs in place, and this time he suddenly felt that the back of the county lord was even more lonely than before, and even more gloomy than before.

With a gentle sigh of relief, Mo Yiming turned around and closed the door, lying on the bed and looking out the window, looking at the white moonlight, his thoughts became complicated.

This night, the county lord didn't sleep, she first packed some things, and then sat on the bench and thought a lot, she suddenly felt that she and Mo Yiming were not just buddies.

In her mind, she recalled the sentence she asked Mo Yiming before, 'Are you willing to marry me?' ’

This sentence was like a roar, and it kept echoing in the county lord's mind, and even Mo Yiming's look and expression at that time had been echoing in her mind, as if it could meet her eyes, and it was extremely clear.

"There are some things, it may be best to maintain the status quo, to be a human being, you can't expect too much."

At a certain moment, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of the county lord's mouth, but this smile looked extremely bitter, as if it had some helplessness.

This night, who had never sewed clothes, actually asked Zhang's mother for some fabrics and needles and threads, and began to sew clothes, but when sewing, she often came back to her senses, remembered the laughter with Mo Yiming these days, remembered that she often laughed on this bench these days, and remembered the scene when she was about to smoke Mo Yiming.

So the tip of the needle often pierced his finger, causing her to keep sucking up the blood that flowed out.

The county lord didn't know why she was like this, she just felt that when she saw Mo Yiming, she would have a strange sense of pleasure, and if she couldn't see Mo Yiming, she felt a sense of loss in her heart. She couldn't find any reason to tell herself why she did so much for Mo Yiming, but it seemed that there were some things, not asking the reason, unwilling to be worth it or not, just willing to do it.

It's all worth it as long as you want to.

It's just that this night, she never noticed that not far from 'Drunken Life and Dream Death', there has always been such a person, silently watching her.

This person is the son of the world, Sun Nan.

Gongsun Nan stood outside for a night, and it wasn't until dawn was about to come that he sighed: "Die'er has never been like this to people, it seems that this time it is really true." But as long as Mingmo leaves, I must make Die'er fall in love with me! ”

After the prince finished speaking, he saw that there were already crowds of people on the street, so he went back alone.

The prince didn't notice that this night, Mo Yiming stood under the window and watched him until he left now. Mo Yiming walked out of the room.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the county lord immediately stood up, and then raised the clothes formed in his hand, although the needlework on this shirt was very rough, but Mo Yiming still smiled and said, "You actually know how to make clothes?" ”

The county lord said: "I learned it yesterday, you can try it and see if it fits." ”

Mo Yiming put this dress on his body, although it was a little big, he could barely put it on: "Very good." ”

The county lord pursed his lips and said, "It's still a bit big, I'll change it again." ”

"No, it's already good, look at your hands, it's already honeycomb."

Mo Yiming noticed that the county lord's fingers were pricked in many places. He wanted to put some medicine on the county lord, but he didn't dare to touch the county lord's hand. He was afraid that any move he made now would make the county lord miss him even more.

"Let's change it again." The county lord insisted on changing it.

"No, I'm still getting fat. When the time comes, it will not fit again. Mo Yiming refused again.

"Alright then, forgive me the first time." The county lord said, took out a Baichuan bag from his waist, handed it to Mo Yiming, and said: "There are some medicinal materials in this Baichuan bag, including healing, recuperation, and some bedding. ”

"Thank you." Mo Yiming did not refuse, and said after taking it.

"By the way, there's still something missing." The county lord suddenly thought of something, and pulled Mo Yiming and ran outside.

Mo Yiming said: "What's missing?" ”

"Just come with me." The county lord was afraid that he would not have time, so he walked quickly.

After a while, he came to a weapon shop, which had not yet opened.

The county lord slammed on the door, and the shop owner recognized the county lord at a glance after opening the door, and immediately showed respect: "See the county lord." ”

The county lord said: "You make me some good weapons, as well as a high-defense clothes, by the way, and helmets, the best material is used, and the weight can be reduced to the minimum, but the defense must be the highest." ”

After the shopkeeper answered, the county lord pulled Mo Yiming again and walked to the other side.

After a while, I came to a pharmacy, and at this moment the owner of the pharmacy was opening the door, and after seeing the county lord coming, he also respectfully paid homage.

"You prepare the best healing herbs for me, and wrap me with all the best supplements, and I'll get them later."

After the county lord finished speaking, he pulled Mo Yiming and ran in other directions.

"You prepare the best shoes for me, preferably the kind of ...... that I can walk like flying."

"You prepare the best protective mask for me, but you need to be able to see people clearly."

"You prepare the best water for me, the kind that quenches my thirst, and I'll get it later."

was dragged around by the county lord like this, and in the blink of an eye, it was already dawn. And Mo Yiming can be regarded as an eye-opener, there are really everything in Nanming City.

In the end, they came to the 'Drunken Immortal Building', this time the county lord did not go up, but said to the second child of the 'Drunken Immortal Building': "Go and prepare some of the best dishes, the best wine, I want it before noon." ”

The shopkeeper was still as polite as ever, and after retreating as ordered, the county lord sat down, wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and gasped heavily.

"On the battlefield of Nanming, there will be many dangers, and I want to ensure that you will not be injured. And the food there must not be good, the Baichuan bag has the effect of insurance, you will bring some delicious food later, I will send someone to send fresh from time to time. ”

The county lord looked very happy.

But Mo Yiming knew that the reason why the county lord was so busy and so happy was to hide the reluctance in her heart.

Mo Yiming didn't refuse, he couldn't refuse the county lord's kindness, and he didn't know how to refuse.

Gradually, time passed slowly, Mo Yiming never spoke, he didn't know how to speak, until the good food and wine were packed into the Baichuan bag, they began to rush to Nanming again, to pay for the things prepared before.

After everything was included in the Baichuan bag, it was already close to noon.

"It's almost noon, I'll send you there."

At this moment, the county lord paused and looked at Mo Yiming.

Mo Yiming nodded.