Relying on each other, the simple four words went straight to the depths of Mu Xuefu's soul and made her whole heart boil.

Yes, she only has him, and he only has her. They are all fatherless and motherless orphans, and they are all burdened with a past that cannot be returned. Perhaps this is God's arrangement, let them sympathize with each other, and let them depend on each other for their lives.

This kind of interdependence from body to soul is a spiritual vibration that Muchev has never had. It is as if the heart that has been confused and hesitant has finally found its home, as if the person who has been walking in the darkness has finally seen the light that belongs to him.

At the moment, this heart is full of joy and emotion, and no matter how many enemies she kills, it can't be worth a point. Looking at Jing Rong, looking at his eyes, in her heart, she was alone, her heart seemed to be filled with all the mountains and rivers in the world, and every drop that overflowed was mixed with all her joy. I just feel that even if I kill all the enemies, it is not as good as walking hand in hand with him to make her happy.

Just think about the next few decades, when she is no longer alone, and she will be accompanied by the people she loves. He takes her hand and becomes her support, his chest can hug her into his arms, his arms can make her sleep peacefully, his eyes can intoxicate her, and his every move can touch her soul.

Relying on each other is like a bowl of hot noodles, you taste the taste of happiness one bite at a time. Relying on each other is like two people holding hands from spring to autumn, from green silk to white, and slowly getting old.

Thinking of it was as if she saw the bright road ahead of her, and the flowers blooming along the way.

The tears that flowed from the corners of her eyes shimmered with happiness, and Mu Xuefu held Jingrong's hand in her heart, letting his hand feel the voice from her heart.

Her voice trembled a little, and she paused word by word, "I am willing to depend on you for my life, and from now on you are my life." ”

For a while, Jingrong's heart seemed to bloom with countless fragrant hibiscus, filling his whole heart, and when the wind blew, the fragrance overflowed, which was the taste of happiness. He took Mu Xuefu into his arms, and the tightness almost suffocated her. He used such force that it involved the wound on his chest, but he didn't care, at this time he only felt that the wound seemed to be stained with honey, and the more it hurt, the more joyful his heart became.

"I am your life, and you are my life, and from now on, we will depend on each other. You give birth to me, you die and I die, the yellow spring is green, life and death go hand in hand. ”

His voice trickled like a spring, gurgling into his heart, his words were as tough as a silk of grass, a rock that has not been transferred for thousands of years, word by word into Mu Xuefu's ears, skin, and blood.

The blood that was secretly surging in the veins condensed in her heart in an instant, and Mu Xuefu took advantage of the situation to pounce on Jingrong and covered her kiss all over the world.

The four eyes looked at each other for a long time, as if the two of them couldn't see each other enough.

"Let's go, I'll take you somewhere." Jingrong picked up Mu Xuefu, took the clothes and put them on her, couldn't help but say, dragged her away.

Without preparing the carriage, Jing Rong pulled Mu Xuefu and ran out of the palace.

"Where are you going?" It's indecent to run down the street, but it's like an eagle flying into the sky. The two of them were like free children, ignoring the few scattered stares around them.

It's already the time of day, and although there are few people on the street, this running all the way is still eye-catching.

"You'll know when you get there." Jing Rong's face was a little flushed, looking at her, smiling brightly.

However, Mu Xuefu was still worried about his injury, it just so happened that the wound had not healed yet, and with such a big move, the wound would have collapsed long ago.

"Slow down, slow down, your injuries aren't healed yet."

"Out of the way." Finally slowed down, and just now he was only concerned about joy, and he had completely forgotten that he was still injured.

It was the first time they had walked on the street like this. Ten fingers clasped together, the mind was connected, and they looked at each other as they walked, reluctant to look away.

Mu Xuefu didn't know where Jing Rong was going to take her, but she didn't have to think about it, where he took her, she followed.

I don't know how long it was, it was long and short.

Mu Xuefu stopped and looked at the scene suspiciously. It's not a new house, what does he mean by bringing her here?

"Get in." Jing Rong took her hand and walked in.

The new house has always been watched, and a few slaves saw that the prince and princess were coming, and hurriedly went out to greet them.

"Go down and rest, for the king and the princess do not need your service." Jingrong defeated the slaves, and only wanted to be with Mu Xuefu, and he didn't want to be disturbed.

Turning to Mu Xuefu, he asked, "You should have set up a tablet." ”

Mu Xuefu nodded silently, if he didn't even have a tablet, wouldn't he be a lonely ghost.

"Take me there."

The tablet is set up in the study, and when the mechanism at the head of the bed is opened, the bed is divided into two halves, and down the line, there is a basement. Mu Xuefu never allowed anyone to enter this room, for fear of being exposed to the secrets inside.

Although it is a basement, it is brightly lit, as if it were daytime. Mu Xuefu said that he had already relegated to the ground, and if it was dark and lightless, wouldn't it be even more miserable.

There is a shrine on one wall, and there are nearly 100 spiritual positions. In the center is Mu Xuefu's parents' tablet, and the rest are all people who died in that annihilation, and if you count them carefully, they are seventy.

Mu Xuefu told him that he was sixty-nine, why there was one more. Jing Rong took a closer look, and it turned out that she had also set one for herself, just after her parents.

Jing Rong took it out, rubbed the name on it with one hand, his fingers trembled slightly, and asked, "Why do you set one for yourself, how unlucky." ”

Mu Xuefu smiled gloomily, exhaled deeply, and replied: "Because Mu Xuefu has died for more than ten years, and she died in that destruction with her parents and relatives. ”

Jing Rong's heart was shocked, and he clenched her hand, "But I want her to be reborn." ”

Mu Xuefu looked at him, "I think she is being reborn little by little, and you are the one who has infused her with a second life." Glancing at the tablet in his hand, he looked relieved and smiled: "Throw it away, she should have come back to life." ”

Jing Rong smiled with satisfaction, put the tablet aside, and then pulled Mu Xuefu to kneel in front of the shrine.

Mu Xuefu was slightly stunned, knelt down with him, looked at him, and didn't know what he was going to do.

Jing Rong glanced at her with a smile, then kowtowed three times to the spiritual position of her parents, and said, "Father-in-law and mother-in-law, forgive your son-in-law for being unfilial, I have never worshiped you after marrying Fu'er for so long." I have come today to kowtow to you and apologize, and secondly, I want to marry Fu'er in front of you. ”

Mu Xuefu's heart was moved, and she didn't know how to react for a while, she looked at him blankly, and the crazy heart in her body was about to come out.

Jing Rong glanced at her sideways, took her fingers tightly, and said, "I was confused at the beginning, although I married her as a princess, I didn't worship her." I've always been haunted by this, and I always feel sorry for her. Today, I hope that you and so many people from the Zhenguo General's Mansion can witness our marriage, so that the two of us can get married here. In front of your two elders, I, Jing Yuchen, made an oath today, this body will not be martyred, this soul will not be extinguished, and I will never lose each other. If I fail her one day, I will not be able to die well, and even if I die, my soul will never be at peace, and I will have to go through a hundred years of suffering, and finally my soul will be scattered. ”

With tears in her eyes, Mu Xuefu choked up in her throat and called his name, "Yuchen"

Jing Rong looked at her and gently wiped away her tears, "It's very simple here, there is no phoenix crown, no dragon and phoenix candles, and no high-ranking guests, Fu'er, are you willing to marry me in this church?" ”

Mu Xuefu was moved, and nodded vigorously, "I am willing, I am willing." ”

Worship heaven and earth.

The plain clothes are light and shallow, intertwined with the hot love in the eyes of the two lovers, which is more bright and bright than the red makeup brocade clothes.

Two worship high halls.

The ever-bright lanterns are brilliant, just like the dragon and phoenix red candles burning in the cave room on the wedding night, compared with it, it is more homely and lingering.

Husbands and wives worship each other.

The cold tablet reflects a fine arc of light, as if the soul hidden in the depths of this tablet shows a happy smile and emits a bright light. Who says it's a wedding without guests? Everyone present had their best wishes to the lovers.

It just so happened that there was a jar of wine next to the spiritual seat, and a few cups. This was used by Mu Xuefu to worship the tablet, but Jing Rong used it.

He poured two glasses, one and brought one to Mu Xuefu, "After drinking this wine, this ceremony is considered complete." ”

Mu Xuefu drank half a cup as he said, and exchanged with him and drank the other half a cup.

"Dad, mother, big brother, don't worry, I will definitely take care of Fu'er. From now on, I will bear all her affairs on her behalf, her joys and sorrows will be my joys and sorrows, and her hatred will be my hatred. I will not let her walk alone in the darkness again, whether it is darkness or light, I will always be with her. ”

Walking out of the study, Jing Rong was still holding a tablet engraved with Mu Xuefu's name.

Mu Xuefu glanced at it and said, "Throw it away." ”

Jing Rong smiled lightly and jokingly said, "What did you throw it for?" Take it back to King Chen's Mansion and put it in the ancestral hall, anyway, your tablet will be offered there in a hundred years. Now I put it there early, and it will save my children trouble, right? ”

"You'll save yourself a lot of trouble." Muschev was amused by him and snuggled up to his shoulder.

Look at the inky black night sky, stretching the horizon, where there is boundless darkness. There was only one bright moon in the sky, Ling Ran in this chaotic firmament, shining brightly and cleanly into her heart.

She never thought that opening her heart could make the distance between the two of their hearts so close, no, not close, but already entangled and inseparable. Her heart suddenly brightened, like the moonlight in the sky, pulling her out of the darkness little by little.

Looking sideways at Jingrong, the clear moonlight flowed onto his face, like a silver-white halo, like a god's mansion. Looking back at her, she smiled, as if a flower bloomed in a thousand worlds, and the flower bloomed in her heart, blooming countless glass brilliance.

"Yuchen, thank you, thank you for giving a second life."