"Qing'er!" Murong Feng exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly hugged her, his expression was very calm.

Ye Qingchen got up, walked around the table to Ye Qing'er, and comforted, "City Lord, don't worry, I'll show Madame." Murong Feng remembered that Ye Qingchen knew medical skills, so he nodded.

"Trouble. ”

Ye Qingchen carefully examined Ye Qing'er, frowning slightly, "Madame seems to be weak, and she was too excited just now, so she fainted." But don't worry, the city lord, Madame is fine. It's just that... ”

"Just what?"

"It's just that Madame has an old illness, and even if she can wake up, as she gets older, her body will only get weaker and weaker. ”

Murong Feng's eyebrows furrowed tightly, and he was silent for a moment before he spoke in a deep voice, "Yes, Qing'er, she has been weak since she was a child. A Dan master once asserted that she would not live to be eighteen years old, and if it wasn't for that master who saved her life, she would probably have been... ”

Ye Qingchen nodded. The master in Murong Feng's mouth thought to be the old man in Ye Qing'er's mouth. I have to say that that master is indeed powerful, and he actually has a way to reverse life and death, and forcibly let Ye Qing'er live for twenty years. However, thinking that the master came and went in a hurry, although he saved Ye Qing'er's life, he didn't have time to completely cure Ye Qing'er's illness.

"Later, I visited famous doctors for her, even if I invited Master Xianliu to come, it was to no avail. Murong Feng's expression was lonely and lonely.

That is the first Dan Master of the Qingxuan Dynasty, Master Xianliu, since he is powerless to return to the sky, who else in the Xuanzhou Continent can do it?

Murong Feng caressed Ye Qing'er's face, pity and gentleness.

Ye Qingchen saw this scene in his eyes, and it was difficult to associate Murong Feng, who was strong and confident in front of him, with Murong Feng, who was slumping in front of him.

It turns out that no matter how powerful a person is, he also has his own weaknesses. She couldn't help but think of Ye Wuwu and Hua Rong. They love each other so much and give too much for each other.

There is a lover in the world!

"The city lord doesn't have to worry, Madame's body is not unsavable. ”

"Yes, city lord, you don't have to worry, Sister Ye will definitely be able to save your wife. Ah Diao also spoke comforting at this time. In Diao's opinion, Murong Feng and Ye Qing'er are both good people and deserve Ye Qingchen's rescue.

"You think my wife's body can be saved?"

"Not bad. ”

She could understand Murong Feng's thoughts at the moment. What Danshi can't do, she, a little-known little person, said that she can do it, which is indeed a bit incredible. But that's the case, what about Danshi, she is also Danshi. Besides, compared to ordinary Dan masters, she has more Chinese medical skills, no worse than those famous Dan masters in the mainland!

"However, Master Xianliu said that my wife hurt the roots... ”

"I know, it hurts the root, and I can't go back to the sky!" Ye Qingchen was very helpless. Is she so untrusted?

"You know?" Murong Feng was even more surprised. In his surprise, a light of hope lit up in his eyes.

Ye Qingchen didn't want to explain anything, so he said straightforwardly, "Since I said that I can cure my wife's illness, I can do it." If the lord trusts me, he will give me his wife. ”

Murong Feng looked up at the girl in front of him, her flying eyebrows, with a confident look, which was inexplicably reassuring.

**

At the third watch, Ye Qing'er woke up leisurely. Murong Feng was relieved to see that Ye Qing'er's complexion was much more normal.

"Where's the light dust?"

Murong Feng's stiff eyebrows frowned, and he said sullenly, "I've been worried about you for so long, it's good that you don't care about me after you wake up, you still care about others." ”

Ye Qing'er smiled awkwardly and pulled his sleeve. Murong Feng glared at her, after all, he couldn't bear to be angry with her, so he explained, "She checked your body for you and left." ”

Ye Qing'er's eyes flashed with disappointment.

"Tomorrow she will participate in the Eye of Ten Thousand Thunders. ”

"Oh, I hurt Qingchen to go back so late, I hope it won't affect her performance tomorrow. Take me to the Eye of Ten Thousand Thunders tomorrow. ”

"Good. Murong Feng pondered for a moment and said. "Qingchen said that she has a way to cure your old disease. ”

Ye Qing'er sat up and looked at Murong Feng in shock, her eyes inquiring.

Murong Feng nodded at her.

"Sure enough... I just said, Qingchen she must be the descendant of my benefactor!" Ye Qing'er cried with joy, "Twenty years ago, my benefactor saved me when the oil ran out, and twenty years later, her descendants saved me again when my life was in danger... ”

In this arrangement, is there a certain number in the dark? It's just that no matter whether her guess is correct or not, the kindness of these two people, she Ye Qing'er has devoted her whole life to it, and she can't repay it.

Murong Feng hugged Ye Qing'er into his arms, feeling very distressed. His wife, when she knew that her body was saved, thought not of herself, but of her benefactor. Should I call her stupid, or should I say that she is too persistent?

It's just that, stupid or persistent, this person is his Murong Feng's woman, and he is willing to protect his wife with his life.

......

The night was late, and everything was silent.

After Ye Qingchen came back from the City Lord's Mansion, he did not fall asleep, but waited for Ah Diao to fall asleep, wrapped in a cloak, came to the roof of the Tingfeng Tower, sat down, hugged his knees, and quietly looked up at the starry sky.

Tonight's night seems to be extraordinarily quiet. The full moon hangs high above the night like a jade plate, emitting a bright light. The surrounding stars are shining, and each star is like the most shining diamond, twinkling and exuding brilliant light.

Ye Qingchen tilted his head slightly, looking into the starry sky for a long time. She seemed to see the familiar figure in the full jade plate.

"Jun Mo... Ye Qingchen gently opened her lips, two simple words, it took all her strength.

Tonight's starry moonlight seems to have magical power, unsealing the secret that sealed her in the deepest part of her heart.

For a while, the past was like a tide, and madness poured into my mind.

In the cold pool, he was as lonely and arrogant as a demon god, and in an extremely indifferent tone, he ordered Mo Feijian to throw her out of the inner circle of Thorn Mountain. Since then, she has held a grudge against him.

When she re-entered the Thorn Mountain, he was no longer an arrogant demon god, but an evil emperor.

He had a huge poisonous mouth, but he kept quiet, gave her the Vermilion Bird Holy Flame, and taught her the supreme exercises.

For a moment, she couldn't understand this person.

And then got along, bit by bit, the red-clothed figure like fire, unconsciously, had lived in her heart and turned into a little cinnabar in her heart.

She will never forget that day outside the Thorn Mountain, it was his elixir that brought back to life and achieved her fate of rebirth in another world; she will not forget that when the elder of the Yunfu Temple wanted to catch her as a shield that day, he came out neatly, killed the elder, and embraced her into his arms; and he will not forget that in the place of the gods' death, he came down like a god to protect her safe and sound.

I don't know what to do, and I go deep.

He saved her life three times, and she had nothing to repay, only a true heart in this life. She struggled for a long time and quietly hid her thoughts in her heart, because she didn't know if the person she liked also liked her.

Fortunately, when she plucked up the courage to confess, he responded to her with the same feelings. At that moment, she suddenly realized that the happiest thing in this world is that the person you like happens to like you.

Then, the years were quiet, and it was the best time in her two lives.

On that day, on the bank of the cold pool, a song was a song that set the rivers and mountains, which was their farewell song.

For her, he gave up the supreme cultivation, the supreme dignity, and the kingship of the world.

For her, he regressed and cultivated, sealed his memory, went to the land of nothingness, and was exiled for a hundred years.

Tears, like beads with broken threads, refracted the light in the night. Every teardrop seems to tell a heartfelt message.

There was never a moment when she felt so incompetent. Therefore, she kept telling herself to work hard and one day be qualified to stand by his side. She worked so hard that she didn't dare to miss him, so she could only seal him in her memory, build a high wall, and enclose him into a forbidden area that could not be touched.

"Junmo, I miss you so much... ”

However, no matter how restrained she was, the emotions she suppressed in her heart would always find a breakthrough from time to time, and then erupt violently like a volcano.

The night breeze was slow, and it seemed that he felt the sadness around Ye Qingchen, and the night was also a little heavy.

At the other end of the roof, a man in a cloak stood on the edge of the roof of the building. His stature is extremely high, hidden in the night, the night wind blows the corners of his clothes, just a back, lonely and arrogant, like a demon god.

Looking from afar, the center of the high roof separated Ye Qingchen and the man at both ends.

It's so close, but it's like it's far away.