Chapter Seventy-Seven: May the king hold the three lives of the pen and ink to paint my three lives

A ray of dawn shined through the screen window of Emperor Yan's bedroom, sprinkling a hazy layer of golden red. Jingwei held Yuan Ming's hand, sat on the edge of the bed, and barely spent the night lying on Yuan Ming's chest. Yuan Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, and vaguely saw Jingwei's lazy bun rushing towards him, and the messy hair on the side also fell down at will.

Yuan Jing wanted to move, but seeing Jingwei sleeping, he had to endure it. Just tilted his head slightly to the left, looking at the screen window that was stained golden red by the sun, and was silently in a daze. Thinking about the battle with the two negative last night, I really can't remember how I fell for the second negative move. It's obviously a persuasion. I knew that I should go straight to the Demon Qi King, so why meddle in this gossip! Finding the Qingyu Book is even more difficult now! Damn it! How do you go back and explain to Your Highness and Your Majesty!

Yuan Jing was unwilling, his chest rose and fell slightly violently, and the sensitive Jingwei woke up immediately as if he had been shocked. A pair of sleepy eyes covered with red bloodshot and heavy eye bags looked straight at Yuan Ming, Yuan Ming was quite stunned, Jingwei, what's wrong?

"You're awake!" Jingwei said happily, but in an instant, a chill in her heart crept up, reminding her that the person in front of her only had one last day to live.

Yuan Ming caught Jingwei's suddenly dim eyes, and hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ā€

Jingwei shook his head, "I'll order someone to make you something to eat." You rest and rest, I'll ...... I'm going to freshen up......"

As soon as Jingwei finished speaking, he ran out as fast as he could. Her eyes were full of tears rolling with her back, and if this was their last day together, she would present herself to him in the most perfect and noble manner. There can be no blemish at all!

Yuan Ming looked at Jingwei's flashing back in a daze, and wondered in his heart. muttered in his mouth: "When did this big grinning Jingwei become like this?" ā€

Jingwei ran back to his dormitory in one breath and slammed the door with his backhand. The fear and nostalgia in my heart finally poured out in the form of tears, like a flash flood bursting the embankment. There is no one in the hall, she no longer needs to wear a strong mask, and she no longer needs to be a brave and fearless general of Shennong. She cried heartbreakingly, and slumped to the floor with her body limp down the door. She curled up, hugged her knees tightly, and hid her tearful face deep in.

Most of the time, she has forgotten that she is just an ordinary woman, forgetting that she still has the feeling of crying and heartache. She was held up too high, she was expected too much, and the laughter and words of those people slowly knitted an armor for her, and she unconsciously thought that she was that armor, invulnerable to swords and guns, and invulnerable.

She is the general of Shennong Kingdom. There is no room for fragility.

It wasn't until she met Yuan Ming that she knew that she was still a mortal fetus, with knives and guns that could be injured, and all kinds of poisons could invade, and even just a look, a smile, and a casual word, she would be bruised to pieces!

She is also the princess of Shennong. She is a woman who needs love and care.

In the sea of love, she is not afraid of pain, she is only afraid that it will become impossible to love him in the name of friendship!

"Yuan Ming......" Jingwei sobbed, "Yuan Ming! ā€

"Jingwei? Are you in there? Suddenly Yuan Ming's voice came from outside the door.

Jingwei raised his head and was bluffed, didn't he let him have a good rest? She hurriedly turned to open the door, when she suddenly thought of her sloppy appearance. I turned it back and neatly washed my face with cold water in the basin.

There was a more rapid knock at the door.

Jingwei hurriedly ran to the dresser, but accidentally knocked over the jewelry box on the side, and the sound of the landing startled Yuan Ming to think that Jingwei had an accident, so he broke into the door directly, but saw Jingwei was hurriedly picking up the golden hairpin and silver hairpin on the ground.

Jingwei raised his eyes, his cheeks crimson, and hurriedly lowered his head to clean up in a hurry. Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, then came over to help Jingwei pick up things, and joked to her with a smile: "It turns out that you also have these girls' things, why don't you usually see you use them?" ā€

Jingwei glared at Yuan Ming, where does this look like a dying person? There was still the last hairpin left on the ground, but the two of them reached out to pick it up at the same time, and Yuan Ming's hand completely covered the back of Jingwei's hand. She immediately bumped into the deer, and withdrew her hand with a swish, Yuan Ming didn't see Jingwei's abnormality, but gently picked up the hairpin, and handed it to Jingwei with a pile of jewelry in his hand.

Jingwei pouted, grabbed the jewelry handed by Yuan Ming and stacked it in a mess into the box. Yuan Ming only smiled, staring at Jingwei without speaking. Jingwei was so red by him that she saw her ears red, so she hurriedly covered her heart, and said impatiently to Yuan Ming: "You go out first, I want to freshen up." ā€

"You clean up slowly, I'll wait for you here."

Jingwei looked at Yuan Ming helplessly, he really didn't have any intention of leaving, so she had to turn around lightly and groom herself tremblingly at Luan Jing. However, Jingwei is not good at women's eyebrows and combing hair, usually either wearing a robe without makeup and concisely, or serving as a maid, now Jingwei looks at Yuan Ming's figure in the Luan mirror, and is even more nervous, the hand holding the comb is trembling, and he can't pull out a Feiyun bun after trying several times.

"I'll help you!" Yuan Ming said softly and walked over.

Jingwei hurriedly waved his hand at Yuan Ming and said, "No need...... No...... I ......"

Before he finished speaking, Yuan Ming had already snatched the wooden comb from Jingwei's hand, turned Jingwei's body, and stroked her long hair extremely gently. He also said: "When I was a child, I often pulled her hair in a bun...... You're as clumsy as she is......"

When Jingwei heard Yi Yu's name, he immediately sat stiffly and straightened. Let Yuan Ming's nimble fingers shuttle back and forth between his hair, and he wondered in his heart whether Yuan Ming was weaving a beautiful past between him and Yi Yu at this time? I don't know how he usually remembers himself? Forget it, whether you will miss yourself or not is a question...... Jingwei sighed and twisted his fingers at the corners of his clothes.

"Look at it, do you like it or not?" Yuan Ming put down the wooden comb in his hand and looked at Jingwei as warm as jade.

Blushing, she didn't bother to look at it, so she nodded desperately. He looks good in everything he does!

Jingwei opened the rouge and eyebrow pencil, and it was time to start applying makeup. But with Yuan Ming on the side in his heart, Jingwei didn't know what he was painting at all. One moment thick, one moment thin, sometimes thick, sometimes light, I don't know that I think she is painting ink painting on her face!

Yuan Ming couldn't stand it anymore, so without saying anything, he snatched the eyebrow pencil in her hand and gently drew it along Jingwei's eyebrow bone. At this time, Jingwei really wanted to dig a hole in the ground and bury his face in it, why was he still talking about perfection just now, and now he is so ugly?

Women are those who please themselves, but I have never heard of those who please themselves for women! Jingwei embarrassed and opened Yuan Ming's hand, Yuan Ming didn't mind, just smiled at Jingwei: "Look, how is it?" ā€

Jingwei glared at himself in the mirror, and muttered to himself, "It must have been painted on Yi Yu's face." ā€

"Don't like it?" Yuan Ming looked at Jingwei's slightly frowning eyebrows, just because she disliked her craft.

"No, that's good!" Jingwei smiled, looking at herself in the mirror and feeling strange. Dai Mei is still clinging, and the soft willow charm does not lose the heroic spirit of Efeng; The cheeks are pale red rouge, which is better than a peach with a drop of mist; The slanted bun on the side lined her face, petite and lovely. A white hosta with green jade is simple and generous, echoing Jingwei's cheerful and bold temperament.

Yuan Ming, did you comb your hair every day for Yi Yu? Jingwei looked at the shadow of Yuan Ming in the mirror and was stunned. Suddenly, thinking that this was the first and last time he groomed himself, he couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, a sour nose, and tears began to accumulate in his eyes again. She hurriedly looked away and silently swallowed her tears. Since you know that it is the last time, why should you still be here to grieve and complain?

How many words can you say to him in twelve hours? How many things to do?

Jingwei turned to look at Yuan Ming, "You were seriously injured last night, how do you feel today?" ā€

"It feels good. I also wondered, I thought I wouldn't be able to get out of bed, but I didn't expect to be able to walk outside your dormitory. I tried it with my spiritual power, and there was no discomfort in my whole body! With free movement and abundant spiritual power, I was thinking that maybe it was Emperor Yan's panacea that saved me, right? Yuan Ming looked at Jingwei with questions and thanks.

Jingwei's eyes flashed hastily, and he quickly returned to calm. In her heart, she already knew that this was the effect of using medicine last night to prolong her life for a day, but she didn't dare to tell Yuan Ming the truth, so she had to nod her head with a smile.

Yuan Ming did not suspect it, after all, the Yan Emperor Shennong's clan was prestigious. So he looked up from the window of Jingwei's room and said softly, "It's not too early, I should go back to the northern country!" I have to report to His Highness in a hurry about the Qingyu book! ā€

"No!" Jingwei suddenly stood up and made a loud noise.

Yuan Ming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "When I'm done with this while, I'll come to you again." ā€

"Nope! You can't go yet! Jingwei nervously cramped, "I ...... I—I still have something to do, I want to, I want to tell you......"

Yuan Ming immediately looked at Jingwei seriously, "What's the matter?" Is it serious? ā€

"Yes! It's serious! ā€

"What is it? I just saw that you were wrong, did someone pester you? Or is the Yellow Emperor ...... to you?"

"It's not! I'm not afraid of these things! Isn't it just a battle that can be solved? Jingwei said disdainfully, "I, what I'm going to say is, it's something more difficult and dangerous than going to war, and I'm more afraid of Jingwei......"

Yuan Ming was silent, thinking about the Jingwei Tian he knew, he was not afraid of the earth, and he never showed a trace of fear and panic in front of him, but now he looked at the appearance of Jingwei's soul not giving up, there was no doubt that something big had happened, but what could be a big deal? Yuan Ming suddenly thought that the last time he was in the Unbounded Cave, Jingwei also looked like he was defeated, and he was mourning and dying, isn't it, isn't it......

"Isn't it that His Royal Highness Wai Cang has been ...... since the Unbounded Cave"

"Let's go to the beach! When I get there, I'll tell you! Jingwei blurted out, although he was also frightened by himself, but after making up his mind, he suddenly felt relieved, and the anxiety and apprehension just now also disappeared with the wind, and his body seemed to be able to move freely. She stared at Yuan Ming intently, unwilling to leave for a moment......