Li Yitie carried Mo Qianlan to the compartment, Yin Nan lifted his eyelids, glanced at Mo Qianlan, and then lowered his eyes in surprise - even if Mo Qianlan crawled out of the grave, she would not be surprised.

Mo Qianlan glanced at her: "Guarding the door."

He didn't want people to know that he was awake - Mo Lingfeng was already powerful, and if he was awake at this time, it would undoubtedly make the emperor uneasy.

Yin Nan moved the small table with the empty medicine bowl, moved a Taishi chair, and then went to stand at the door, and not a single fly was put in.

Li Yitie put Mo Qianlan into the chair and scolded in his heart: "Don't die! Take a look at it to reduce the fever or get more meat!"

Mo Qianlan put his hands on the armrests of the chair, tried his best to control his body, and slowly leaned forward, looking at Mo Lingfeng in front of him.

The cross cut at the arrow wound on her back turned into a boning knife, and a single knife slashed at his heart, breaking his heart in an instant.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat, his tongue was still stiff and he couldn't swallow, and blood spilled out of his mouth, dripping down his clothes.

Li Yiti sighed silently, and wiped it for him with a handkerchief, but his clothes were still dirty.

Mo Qianlan didn't know anything about this.

He only stared at Mo Lingfeng, seeing that he was holding a jewel in the palm of his hand, becoming a colorless person, and the wound on his back was hideous, like a big mouth, silently devouring her life.

A layer of plaster was sticky and applied to the wound, with Mo Qianlan's understanding of Li Yitie, there must be a medicine in the plaster that could relieve pain, but Mo Lingfeng still hurt, and he couldn't sleep peacefully in his dreams, and he whispered from time to time.

Mo Qianlan bent down as much as he could, raised his right hand, placed it on top of Mo Lingfeng's head tremblingly, tried to mobilize his tongue, and made a muffled voice: "Ah, my brother is here."

Mo Lingfeng was extremely uncomfortable in her sleep, a fire was lit from the inside out, and she was about to burn her to charcoal, and her back seemed to have a red-hot soldering iron stuck in it, and she hated to turn her back and pull it out.

Mo Qianlan's hand was on her head, she couldn't feel it, Mo Qianlan called her, she couldn't hear it, just moaned unconsciously.

Mo Qianlan tried to reach out to hug Mo Lingfeng, but as soon as he moved, the whole person slipped out of the chair, like jade shattered all over the ground, and he couldn't hold it up.

He knelt on his legs, climbed the edge of the couch with one hand, tried his best to support his upper body, staggered close to Mo Lingfeng, and pressed his forehead against Mo Lingfeng's forehead.

Mo Lingfeng was pressed against his cold forehead, feeling better, tilting his head, rubbing Mo Qianlan's forehead, whimpering twice, hot tears flowing from the corners of his eyes.

Mo Qianlan moved his fingers, wiping her tears a little clumsily, and while wiping them, he looked at Mo Lingfeng's swollen face, knowing that her insect teeth were also in pain due to her weakness.

"Ah...... Do you have a toothache?"

Li Yitie stood aside and said, "The insect tooth medicine can't be rubbed in."

Mo Lingfeng didn't open his mouth, and when he fed the medicine, he poured it in little by little, and the insect tooth medicine couldn't be lit at all.

"Medicine." Mo Qianlan had a hard time speaking, and Li Yiti also had a hard time listening, and after hearing it, he hurriedly took the insect tooth medicine and wiped it on Mo Qianlan's index finger.

Mo Qianlan said in Mo Lingfeng's ear, "Ah Yan, open your mouth, be good."

Mo Lingfeng's brows furrowed, but his mouth slowly opened.

Mo Qianlan's heart is like a knife - Mo Lingfeng had many insect teeth when he was young, and it hurt when he touched it, and every time he wiped the insect tooth medicine, he held and coaxed her to apply the medicine.

Ah Yu will always remember him.

He couldn't see where the tooth was, but he remembered that Mo Lingfeng was the tooth in the lower left side that hurt the most, so he controlled his fingers to wipe it there.

When Mo Lingfeng was in pain all over her body, a sharp pain suddenly came from her teeth, which hit Tianling Gai, she snorted heavily, subconsciously bit down, and closed her mouth tightly.

Mo Qianlan's fingers were immediately bitten by her, Li Yi posted an "oops", and hurriedly reached out to pinch Mo Lingfeng's cheeks, but Mo Qianlan shook his head.

"No, she hurts...... It's okay......

He leaned closer, one hand caressing Mo Lingfeng's cheek, and his voice was soft: "Ah, open your mouth, good boy...... be

Brother, don't be afraid."

Even if it was still hot, his body was cold, Mo Lingfeng rubbed and rubbed in the palm of his hand, and slowly opened his mouth a little.

Li Yitie grabbed Mo Qianlan's hand and pulled out his fingers, and saw that there were several tooth marks printed on his fingers, and the bite was very deep, and the skin was broken and bleeding.

If you don't bite it, it's a good thing.

Li Yitie let go of his hand, but somehow, his eyes were red, and he wanted to cry, so he hurriedly raised his head, turned his eyes vigorously, blinked again, and blinked back the tears.

He thought that these two brothers and sisters were Kasa and Ananda beside the Buddha.

Together, together, together. Ananda clasped his palms, and Kasa raised his eyebrows. Just one sentence, not allowed outsiders to know.

Mo Qianlan ignored her fingers, gathered Mo Lingfeng's scattered sideburns, and saw that she was only wearing a belly hug, afraid that she would add a cold in addition to her serious injury, so she pulled the scarf up and covered her shoulders.

He looked carefully again, and saw that the gold collar was taken off, the handkerchief was wrapped and put aside, and it would not hold her, the hair on her head was loose, which would not make her uncomfortable, and the socks were newly made summer socks, clean and soft, so he withdrew his gaze.

Finally, he used a finger to gently swipe Mo Lingfeng's eyebrows.

The little girl has grown into a big girl, with long eyebrows and dark eyelashes, thick eyelashes, fan-like under her eyes, a straight nose, angular lips, slightly upturned, forbearant and aggrieved.

It's been a long time since he's seen her well and hugged her.

Reluctantly letting go of his hand, he turned his head to look at Li Yiti: "Let's go."

Li Yitie carried him out of the cubicle, put him on the bed behind the screen, let him sit and lie down against the head of the bed, and bent down to take out a row of silver needles.

Before he could do anything, Mo Qianlan suddenly asked, "How long can I live when I'm awake?"

He slowly regained his tongue.

Li Yi's hand to take the needle trembled - if a person doesn't want to live, even if Da Luo Jinxian comes, he can't save him.

"Up to three months."

Mo Qianlan thought about it carefully, "Are you doing your best?"

Li Yitie became annoyed, lowered his voice and scolded him: "I'll try my best to give you a good coffin!" The medicine is better than if it is poured on a stone than if it is poured on you!"

In order to keep Mo Qianlan alive, he worked hard and even bullied the king, but Mo Qianlan didn't care about his life, and asked about the date of death when he opened his mouth.

Zhao Shiheng has already left, Mo Qianlan will leave again, he will no longer have friends who know his roots in Kuanzhou, and he will not even be able to stay in Kuanzhou anymore.

Mo Qianlan smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry."

Li Yiti put on a calm face and took a deep breath: "Less than half a year."

Mo Qianlan nodded: "That's enough, keep it secret for me for the time being."

This path was chosen by him for Mo Ling, and he already knew the hardships and sufferings involved, but he still couldn't bear it.

He's going to help her walk for a while.

It's just that I have to go quietly for the time being.

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of low breathing, which was not broken until Mo Lingfeng let out a rapid gasp.

Mo Qianlan's voice lowered: "Is the arrow clean?"

With that, he couldn't help but look up at the cubicle.

In fact, he sat on the bed and couldn't see the cubicle at all, but he still had to look.

His gaze was blocked by the wall, but he could see the shocking scars behind Mo Leaf's back in his mind.