Drifting lightly to the outside of the boudoir of the ink fragrance, through the crack in the door came a trace of medicinal incense, Fang Ling pushed open the door and walked in, a candle flame was burning in the dark room, a little faint, he took a few steps forward, lifted the roller curtain, and saw the ink fragrance lying on the □□.

Since Fang Ling went to Qin, it has been more than half a year since he saw Moxiang, I remember that when the Mo family was brought back to Shicheng, Fang Ling specially asked Chen Mou to refine the elixir to recuperate the weak Moxiang, so that her spirit and spirit were a lot, so that after the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, she was able to fully exert her talents, so that the army of Shicheng Kingdom won a hundred battles, and it was passed on as a beautiful talk in the world, and the name of Moxiang's military advisor also spread all over the world, and all countries in the land knew that there was a woman with a scheming and shocking strategy in the land of Dachu.

It's just that now, the talented woman's face is haggard, and her breath is as if she is on the verge of death, and even the flower and moon appearance have lost their brilliance.

Fang Ling saw a pain in his heart, and felt guilty, he hurriedly released his five senses, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, Mo Xiang was not really weak, in fact, under Chen Mou's prescription, his body was very healthy, and such a state could indeed only be explained by heart disease.

Fang Ling sat on the edge of her bed and called softly: "Miss Mo, Miss Mo......"

After a few words, Mo Xiang woke up from her slumber, opened her wistful eyes, and when she made out the figure in front of her, she thought she was dreaming.

The three rounds of the star-picking upstairs battle, the beginning of the heart, Moxiang has been known as a talented woman since she was a child, even Hongru everyone is willing to bow to her talent, set up a bureau in the star-picking building for several years, no one can break into the third level, only the young man, guess the flower riddle, the endgame, the battle sand game, the upper hand, let Moxiang feel ashamed.

Later, Fang Ling peeked through the thousand locks of Xuanji's box, bravely entered the basement with ink incense, solved the three-hundred-year mystery of the Mo family, and calculated the ghosts, and took the Mo family to break away from the state, settle down in the stone city, and regain a new life.

All of this made Mo Xiang feel affection for the young man, so he was willing to work hard for him, even if he was sick, he had to make the Heavenly Bow Divine Crossbow.

In the Rebellion of the Eight Kings, she carefully assisted, in the later period of Fang Ling's departure, almost all major decisions were made by her alone, and shouldering such a heavy burden was by no means an easy thing for a weak woman.

Everything, can't escape a love word, even though Fang Ling never said that there would be an ending between the two, but her heart has long been tied to the young man, even if it is bitter, it is sweet.

However, when she heard that Fang Ling had stepped into the Immortal Gate, everything that supported Mo Xiang collapsed, and she couldn't bear such a blow, and finally collapsed, becoming more and more emaciated.

Now, seeing Fang Ling appear in front of her, she looked at the young man stupidly, unable to believe this fact, and said in a trembling voice for a while: "Your ...... Your Highness, is it really you?"

Fang Ling sighed secretly and said bitterly, "Miss Mo, it's me." ”

Mo Xiang suddenly came back to her senses, and wanted to struggle to stand up and salute.

Fang Ling hurriedly held her up and said, "Miss Mo, you are weak now, so this gift will be waived." ”

Mo Xiang pursed her lips tightly, hung her head and said, "Your Highness, I must be very ugly and ugly now, right?"

Fang Ling shook his head and said, "No, Miss Mo is a beautiful person, even if she is a little haggard now, it won't affect her appearance." ”

Mo Xiang's eyes turned red when she heard this, tears suddenly poured out of her eyes, crying softly, and her shoulders shook involuntarily.