It's also strange to say, since Ling Siqing spit out that mouthful of blood, her cheeks seemed to be rosy again.

Qiao Muyu had no intention of looking at the scenery, and stared at her almost instantly, seeing that although she was physically weak, her spirit was very good, and she looked at the sun for a long time, but she didn't faint or anything.

The wind on the wilderness was very cold, and Ling Siqing finally shrank and urged Qiao Muyu to get up.

Qiao Muyu immediately carried her into the carriage, she looked coy, but she didn't allow him to go to Li Su, she wanted to find a quiet place where no one was, she wanted to enjoy the last time of the two of them.

"Mu Yu, let's go back to the cabin, where do I want to see ......"

"No, I have to take you to see Li Su, maybe he has a way, no, he must have a way......" Although these words were overbearing, they didn't seem to have any strength, how could Qiao Muyu not know, after all, he had met Lu many times.

"Mu Yu, it's the last time, take me there......"

Qiao Muyu finally couldn't resist the stubborn Ling Siqing, and took her to the hut on Cuiping Mountain, where a lot of food had already been prepared, enough for a while, and the secret guard must also find a way to bring Li Su over, thinking about a little peace of mind.

"Okay, I'll take you." He could only take her with him.

Cuiping Mountain is also covered with falling snow, thinking of the snow some time ago, I can't help but have the illusion of being in a different world, the small bamboo house is also vacant because it is uninhabited, there is a little more dust, and Qiao Muyu can't hold the prince's shelf and clean it up.

Ling Siqing looked at his busy appearance, and couldn't help but think of those few short days.

"Mu Yu, if you live here for the rest of your life, it feels very good."

Qiao Muyu smiled bitterly, "If you can, we will live here for the rest of our lives, as long as you are here, I will not leave, so you have to keep your promise and don't leave me alone, okay?" ”

Ling Siqing should have smiled bitterly, and she had caught herself with a promise, but she was happy. "Yes, okay."

Qiao Muyu gave full play to his extreme cooking level and cooked a fairly edible meal, but Ling Siqing slept deeply for a day, she just felt very tired, and she didn't know if it was because she was tired, but because of that Kwai love poison, in short, everything was very confused.

There was a charcoal fire burning in the room, the small bamboo house was quite warm, and Qiao Muyu half-hugged Ling Siqing, listening to the wind outside the window.

The night seemed to be long and quiet.

Qiao Muyu stayed awake all night, for fear that Ling Siqing had 10,000, but in fact, he was afraid, he was afraid that Ling Siqing would disappear when he woke up, the nightmare with his eyes closed, and the nightmare with his eyes open, seemed to be so terrifying.

The next day, Ling Siqing woke up from a dream.

She pulled Qiao Muyu to look at it for a long time, and then said leisurely: "Muyu, I dreamed that we got married, gave birth to a white and chubby child, and lived a happy and happy life, so happy in my dream, so happy." ”

Qiao Muyu was stunned and clenched her hand, "Siqing, marry me." ”

"Huh?" Ling Siqing was slightly stunned, "Are you proposing marriage?" ”

Qiao Muyu suddenly laughed, "Yes, marriage proposal, didn't you tell me?" At that time, he seemed to have to understand the marriage proposal as a courtship, and then Ling Siqing was very angry, and their relationship seemed to have been very stiff.

"Siqing, are you willing to marry me?"

Ling Siqing looked at him solemnly for a long time, and slowly spit out a devastating answer, "Why are you not marrying me, you see, now you are dressed in women's clothes, okay, I am a man?" ”

Qiao Muyu was speechless for a moment!

In just a few days, Ling Siqing seemed to be able to sleep, it would be more appropriate to say that he was sleeping, or he was in a coma, Li Su had not come, and even the secret guard had not disappeared, Qiao Muyu was a little anxious, but he did not dare to leave Ling Siqing for half a step.

Under the plain white brocade quilt, it wraps the thin body. The thick eyelashes reflected the pale cheeks, casting a shadow of silence. The beautiful brows and frowns together, as if enduring unknown pain.

The long hair fills the pillow, but it has lost its former luster, with a faint yellow. The lip flap is chapped and frighteningly white.

But even so, she is still beautiful. With a touch of sadness, shallow resentment and resentment. is like the Nine Heavens Xuannu who was burdened by mortal men, she doesn't eat fireworks, but she still has the innocence of the world.

She slept peacefully like that, like she had slept for a hundred, a thousand, and ten thousand years.

Suddenly, with a gust of wind around him, Qiao Muyu flew out, as if he was afraid, afraid that she would fall asleep so quietly, so he escaped, but he couldn't escape his heart.

"Bang!" Suddenly, there was a cracking sound of a porcelain bowl breaking next to the bed.

When Qiao Muyu heard the voice, he immediately jumped into the room, took three steps and two steps to the bed, watched her wake up slowly, and couldn't help but say, "I'm full, I'm hungry, I've cooked porridge." He was afraid that she would not be able to find herself when she woke up, so he put a bowl beside the bed, so that as soon as she woke up, as soon as there was movement, the porcelain bowl would fall to the ground, and he would rush in at any time.

Ling Siqing opened her eyes and smiled innocently, "Have I slept for a long time again?" ”

Qiao Muyu glanced at her, his brows furrowed, but he said gently: "No, soon, little lazy cat, let's get up and eat something first, don't dislike it, although it won't look good." ”

Ling Siqing chuckled, innocently like a child, "En'en, it's so good." ”

Qiao Muyu got up and went out to serve porridge, Ling Siqing couldn't help but fall into thoughts, in fact, her world was originally alone, and there was less warmth, if it weren't for Qiao Muyu's entanglement, maybe it would be colder.

In this world, she had looked forward to the Manzhu Sawa that would open at the end of the deep and shallow world. They say that it is the flower that blooms beyond the Netherworld Yellow Spring. When the flowers bloom, there is life to fall.

That's - the flower of death.

She likes that kind of flower, but she doesn't expect to see death.

After going through a lot of things, she just hoped that she could gradually become stronger, strong enough to face all the coldness and despair in the world, as well as warmth, but it turned out that she was so fragile and so habitually dependent.

The wind blew from afar, like a soft hand, caressing her face, brushing her heart, and it hurt.

After eating the porridge, Ling Siqing grabbed Qiao Muyu. "I have something to tell you."

Qiao Muyu put down the bowl and was very puzzled, "What's the matter, you say?" ”

Ling Siqing seemed to be in a deep, deep emotion, she suddenly rolled up her sleeves, revealing her white wrist, on which an ink-colored calendula, she said, was a story about it.

Qiao Muyu was stunned all over, vaguely remembering something, he had seen this flower, and there was a faint uneasiness in his heart.

"That was a long time ago, about ten years, ...... on that rainy night" Ling Siqing babbled very seriously, and also looked at Qiao Muyu's face seriously, wanting to see through his emotions through those eyes.

Qiao Muyu almost froze, almost, if he hadn't escaped......