"The princess."

Under the cover of the medicine bowl, Wufeng quietly hid the silver needle in his sleeve.

Glancing at the pitch-black medicinal juice in the bowl, Yun Lingxi seemed to be casual: "Shizi is unwell? ”

Wufeng lowered his eyes, and his voice couldn't hear anything abnormal: "The son of the world is fine, his subordinates just don't understand a few herbs, so they came to consult the son." ”

Yun Lingxi listened to this, and her beautiful eyes stared at him tightly.

There is no wind and no eyes, nothing unusual.

After a while, Yun Lingxi retracted his gaze: "Is the prince asleep?" ”

During this time, Mo Yechen always looked sad and his mental state was extremely poor.

Every morning after waking up and taking the medicine, I will go back to sleep.

"Hmm."

Yun Lingxi pursed her lips and whispered, "You go down first." ”

"Yes." Respectfully step aside.

The windless back was slightly relaxed, and the palms were full of cold sweat.

was stared at by the princess just now, and he almost couldn't hold on.

Watching the windless figure disappear around the corner, the sadness in Yun Lingxi's eyes spread.

She stared at her toes until she felt numbness on her feet, and her face was wet.

Slender fingers, with imperceptible tremors, brushed the wetness on their faces.

The upturned tails of the eyes elongate the corners of the eyes, casting a thick shadow.

The light of his eyes focused on the crystal of his fingertips, and his eyes kept fluttering.

If I could, I would trade my health for your sickness.

Gently brush away the wetness on your face, close your eyes and suppress the boundless sadness.

Since you don't want me to know, I'm going to pretend I don't know.

Turning slowly, he pushed open the door of the temple.

A faint incense greets you.

In the hall, it was so quiet that you could hear the needles falling.

Yun Lingxi walked to the bed gently, looking at the thin figure sleeping quietly, the sadness in her eyes was as endless as a black hole.

Squatting down, he pressed his cheek to the side of his hand with affection, and the grief lingering on his body was so thick that he couldn't dissolve.

It turns out that when a person is sad to the extreme.

You can't shed tears.

Although, the eye sockets are swollen and painful.

One you for the rest of your life, half drunk, half awake and half sad.

If it's a dream, I'd rather ...... Sink into a dream.

In the dream, there is you and me.

Mo Yechen in a deep sleep, butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear sank into her hair.

The shallow traces of tears quickly disappeared without a trace.

Yun Lingxi got up and gently dropped a kiss on his forehead.

The kiss was full of affection and affection.

It is extremely light and soft, and heavier than Mount Tai.

When the door of the temple opened and closed, the hall fell into silence again, and only the curling incense remained.

Next to the backmountain waterfall, Yun Lingxi sat on the boulder with his legs bent, letting the mist wrap him.

Her eyes were empty, staring at the distant sky, and her expression was abrupt.

The crystal sparkle on his face slipped down, and he couldn't tell whether it was water or tears.

Fu Shiyu and Murong Qing came to the back mountain, looking at the slender figure under the waterfall, their hearts suddenly tightened.

The loneliness emanating from the figure was as thick as substance.

An emotion that is not like sadness, but better than sadness, invisibly spreads in this world.

It's so distressing that it's hard to breathe.

The mist in the sky seemed to be infected by sadness, and even the falling water droplets became very heavy.

"Sister." couldn't help but speak, Fu Shiyu's eyes were slightly red.

Yun Lingxi retracted his gaze, raised his eyes to look at the waterfall gushing down, and let the water droplets hit his face.

Pulling Murong Qing to dodge and sweep the boulder, Fu Shiyu cautiously approached Yun Lingxi, as when he was a child, and pulled her sleeve: "Sister." ”

Yun Lingxi closed his eyes, his long eyelashes were dyed with tiny droplets.

After a while, she spoke in a hoarse voice: "Why are you here?" ”

Fu Shiyu took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped away the drops of water or tears on her face.

Peach Blossom had distress in her eyes: "Sister, you still have me." ”

Yun Lingxi looked at the waterfall in front of him, and madness spread in his dark eyes.

She couldn't do it, so she saw thousands of rivers and mountains for him.

Where there is him, a hundred flowers can bloom.

The corners of his mouth are cold, outlining an arc that looks like a smile, but not like a smile.

Inexplicably panicked.

Fu Shiyu clutched Yun Lingxi's sleeve tightly, with panic in his eyes: "Sister! ”

This sister recalled Yun Lingxi's thoughts.

She narrowed her eyes to hide the madness under her eyes, the corners of her mouth remained unchanged, and she looked sideways at the young man beside her.

raised his hand and touched the top of his hair: "Sister is fine." ”

Fu Shiyu pursed his lower lip, the bottom of his eyes fluctuated, and finally turned into ripples and dissipated, leaving only firmness.

He could see that his sister had put the black-hearted brother-in-law into his heart.

Without him, my sister's life will only be gloomy and will not be glorious.

In this case, the life of the black-hearted brother-in-law, he is determined!

Once, it was his sister who guarded him.

In the future, he will be replaced to protect my sister.

"Sister, my brother-in-law's condition has indeed been deteriorating, but it is not impossible." Fu Shiyu looked at the waterfall and spoke slowly.

When Yun Lingxi heard this, he turned his head to look at him suddenly, his voice trembling with hope: "You have a way?" ”

Her little junior brother has been under her pressure since she was a child, and she has been unable to treat medicine and poison.

It's just that heart disease was a terminal illness in the previous life of advanced technology.

In addition, the people around Mo Yechen, including himself, are all highly skilled in medicine, so she didn't ask her junior brother.

"In my previous life, I once read a dilapidated medical book, and the book once said that there was a kind of medicinal herb, Jiuyang Burning Tail Grass."

"This herb is a divine herb for people with heart diseases, but for other diseases, it is an ordinary herb."

"However, in my previous life, I searched all the materials and found no trace of this herb."

"Even, except in that medical book, there is no record of this herb."

Taking a deep breath, Yun Lingxi asked in a deep voice, "Is there really such a herb?" ”

"I'm not sure, but if I can find it, I should be able to temporarily control the development of my brother-in-law's heart failure." Fu Shiyu shook his head slowly.

For the time being, control ......

Yun Lingxi pursed her lips, even if it was one percent hope, she had to try.

"What conditions does it grow in?"

"Unknown."

In just two words, the hope in Yun Lingxi's eyes burst like a bubble.

She clenched her hands tightly, and a strong sense of powerlessness enveloped her tightly, making it difficult to even breathe.

Is she really unable to keep such a beautiful person?

Fu Shiyu also bit his lower lip.

Is it wrong to say this herb yourself?

"Hey, I seem to have heard of this herb somewhere." At this moment, Murong Qing's slightly surprised voice came.

His voice seemed to cut a hole in the bubble that wrapped Yun Lingxi, and fresh air poured in.

She looked at him sharply, her eyes rekindled with hope, and her whole body tensed to the extreme: "You know this herb? ”

Murong Qing frowned, lowered his eyes and pondered.

After a while, his eyes lit up, and he raised his eyes to look at Yun Lingxi and Fu Shiyu: "Hanxue Dynasty, I heard the old man in the Chenxing Cold Palace mention that the Jiuyang Burning Tail Grass is Hanxue's Zhenguo Divine Grass. ”

"Are you sure?"

Murong Qing pondered for a moment: "It shouldn't be wrong." ”

Yun Lingxi closed his eyes, his mind relaxed, and then he was shocked to realize a tingling pain in his palm.