The fifth ink's white clothes echoed it from afar, but the fifth ink's face was a little haggard, and he was a little old at this moment. The moment he saw Luo Wusheng fall to the ground, he took a few tentative steps forward, and found that there was no barrier, so he arrived at Luo Wusheng in one arrow step, picked her up from the ground, and walked towards the inner room. It's already spring, but the ground is still cool.

Fifth Mo looked at the person in his arms and felt a little distressed, and he secretly made up his mind at this moment that he would not let Luo Wusheng suffer any more harm.

Life is a fun thing, the more you want to protect, the more vulnerable you are to harm, it has nothing to do with ability, it has to do with life. We never want to rebel against fate, but we are born to go against fate. Otherwise, how could it be so hard to deal with the ordeal.

After the fifth ink put Luo Wusheng on the bed, he pulled the quilt over Luo Wusheng's body, and didn't have time to look at her a few more times, so he called the maid to take care of it, and left in a hurry.

Hua Lin was like a living stone lion, standing quietly in front of Hua Feng, when he felt that the breath that was originally shrouded in Mofu disappeared, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it seems that the problem is solved, so the person in front of him will be able to get rid of it.

"I don't have anything to do here. The voice of the fifth ink sounded from behind Hua Lin, Hua Feng's eyes followed the divine voice, he grew up watching the fifth ink, what kind of person is the fifth ink who loves to be clean to the extreme, he knows better than anyone else, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would definitely not believe that his son would one day become such a sloppy appearance, as if the person standing there was not the fifth ink, he called out with some uncertainty: "Childe?", his voice trembled.

Fifth Mo naturally knew what he was like now, if he hadn't appeared in front of Hua Feng like this, Luo Wusheng would definitely have been taken away by his father, "It's not in the way, it's just that I've been in a bit of a hurry to practice recently." After that, the fifth ink's arm waved lightly, which was regarded as a signal to let Hua Feng leave, and he no longer waited for Hua Feng to respond, and walked towards the mansion with some staggering.

Seeing his son-in-law's situation, Hua Lin bowed to Hua Feng with both hands and fists, which was regarded as saying goodbye, and then turned around and flew to the side of the fifth ink, supporting the fifth ink.

Seeing this situation, Hua Feng was not only worried about the situation of his son-in-law, but also thinking about how to report to the city lord when he went back.

Wu Mo, who had done enough drama, did not go back to his yard to rest, but went straight to Luo Wusheng's yard, looking at her sleeping appearance, he felt that if he could see her sleeping face like this all his life, it would be beautiful. Thinking about what the future would look like, Fifth Mo unconsciously chuckled.

"What are you smiling at?" Luo Wusheng's slightly tired words caused the laughter to stop after a brief pause.

The joy in the fifth ink's eyes couldn't be hidden, "Ahem......" He wanted to bury the joy with other sounds, after all, he was still a shy person, "Are you normal?"

"Huh?" Fifth Mo's rhetorical question made Luo Wusheng's second monk puzzled, looking at Fifth Mo with a puzzled face, using up the classics of expression, just want to silently express: Brother, do you want to take medicine?

Luo Wusheng's stupid appearance, seeing that Fifth Mo couldn't help touching her head with his hand, "It's okay, since you're awake, just wait for me to have breakfast." ”

"Breakfast?" Luo Wusheng, who was already confused, couldn't find the north this time, "No...... Isn't it time for dinner?" Thinking of this, Luo Wusheng stretched his neck and looked out: Why is the sky still so bright......?" I can't already get some sleep, do I?"

"Thou art the most clever. After the fifth Mo finished speaking, he took the opportunity to help Luo Wusheng get out of bed, after all, she had just woken up, and she was tortured for another night last night, and her body was still very weak.

After Luo Wusheng finished washing, the maid presented the bronze mirror as usual for him to look at his face. Although Luo Wusheng is the personal maid of the fifth ink in this Mo Mansion, in the past half a year, she has lived a master-like life in the Mo Mansion.

"Ah~~~" When Luo Wusheng saw his face in the bronze mirror, he couldn't help but scream. Luo Wusheng is not a startled person, but her unfamiliar face that she has finally adapted to, but it is a little distorted at the moment, she doesn't know what happened to her, her hands trembled and slowly stroked her hideous cheeks at this time, this abruptness made her eyes gradually moisten, she tried to remember what happened to her last night, "My face ......" Luo Wusheng lowered his eyes, and saw that the hair hanging down on his chest was no longer black, but red and white, "My hair ......"

Fifth Mo heard Luo Wusheng's cry, rushed in from the front hall, looked at Luo Wusheng who was a little shaky, he stepped forward to support her, "It's okay, it's okay...... Fifth Mo's hand kept comforting Luo Wusheng in his arms.

Luo Wusheng looked at Fifth Mo through the dim bronze mirror, his eyes were full of begging, "Why did it become like this? Why did I ......" Her voice began to choke, she didn't mind that she wasn't beautiful, she didn't mind that her face had changed, but as a woman, she minded her distorted appearance! As a woman in her prime, she minded the red and white hair.

Luo Wusheng's begging made Fifth Mo's heart twitch several times: "It's the effect of that medicine." There was hesitation in his words, he knew that she would definitely blame him, but Fifth Mo looked at Luo Wusheng's gradually darkened affection and said, "Trust me! In a month, you will become the same you." ”

The voice of the fifth ink was like the softest ribbon in the world sliding across the skin, making Luo Wusheng, whose eyes were red, suddenly have hope, she turned around, raised her head, looked at the fifth ink fixedly, and asked repeatedly with some excitement: "Really? Really?

The moment the fifth ink's head was gently clicked, it was as if all the hanging heavy objects in the world had returned to the earth and fell. Luo Wusheng jumped up like a child, where was there still a trace of her who was so sad and sad just now.

Inside the Scholar's Pavilion

Ye Qingjue stood in front of the ghost-faced Gu Yu in an inky blue brocade robe, "Brother Yu, it's been more than a month, and I'm going to Mocheng." ”

The ghost-faced Guyu turned around and looked at the scenery of the glass city outside the window, the light of the morning light, which really made the city extremely sad, just like the mixed tastes in his heart at this time. He had always hoped that the days would go slower, slower, slower so that people would forget something, forget something, and then he might never see that person.

The words of departure are the whip that spurs on the horse, in addition to the pain, there is also the face of having to run, the things that are destined to be faced, even if you don't want to, what should you do?

After the ghost-faced Gu Yu was distracted for a long time, he turned around, looked at Ye Qingjue and said, "It's time, take care all the way." ”

Although it was a little abnormal for Ye Qing to see the ghost-faced Gu Yu, he didn't care much when he thought that he would be able to see the person he was thinking about soon, and said a simple "Wait for me." The two nodded, saying goodbye.

The figures of Ye Qingjie and Wei Yi disappeared at the end of the street corner outside the window, and the ghost-faced Guyu summoned Damu Xiaomu and told him to guard the Scholar Pavilion, and he also embarked on his journey.