Liu Yunxiang was worried about Yan Mu and ran to Jingchuan Garden early the next morning.

The beggar was afraid that her relationship with Yan Mu would be exposed and cause trouble for him, so Liu Yunxiang pretended to be a clerk from Nanhonglou and came specifically to deliver clothes to Yan Mu.

The corner of the beggar's mouth twitched, "We in Jingchuan Garden have trouble eating, so how can we have spare money to buy such expensive clothes?"

Liu Yunxiang gave the food box in his hand to the beggar, "No, here it is for you."

The beggar's eyes lit up, "Is there any meat? We haven't eaten meat for a long time!"

The beggar opened the lid and saw a plate of steamed buns inside. His smile couldn't help but fall. But when he picked up the steamed buns, he saw a stack of banknotes underneath.

"You you..."

"I'll give you ten thousand taels first. When you've spent all the money, tell me and I'll give it to you again."

The beggar excitedly closed the lid of the food box and held it in his arms, fearing that others would snatch it away. "I remember back then, when Yan Mu was so rich, he was not as arrogant as you."

"That's for you."

He was always willing to give her his money, and he would directly give her his cards and take money from the bank as he pleased.

Liu Yunxiang followed the beggar to the backyard. This Jingchuan Garden is quite large. It is recommended to walk from the front yard to the backyard. All along the way, the pavilions and pavilions are collapsed and overgrown with weeds. I don’t know how long they have been abandoned. Especially in the west courtyard, the hanging flower door is locked and the walls are covered with flowers.

It's all rotten.

Among the ruins, he walked on a path that was barely passable to the backyard. Liu Yunxiang passed the courtyard gate and saw Hua Zhu hand Yan Mu a bowl of something. He took it and drank it.

Liu Yunxiang hurriedly stepped forward and frowned when he saw the black residue in the bowl, "What did you give him to drink?"

Hua Zhu said calmly: "Medicine."

Liu Yunxiang understood immediately that this was a medicine to relieve the poison on Yanmu and Chongming, but it was uncertain how effective the medicine was, whether it could detoxify, or even make the poison worse, so people needed to test the medicine.

Liu Yunxiang was anxious and hurriedly pulled Yan Mu and asked him to spit it out quickly.

He just remembered her, what if he went crazy again, what if he couldn't remember her again!

"Yan Mu, spit it out quickly! You are not allowed to drink it anymore! Did you hear that? Spit it out quickly!"

Liu Yunxiang was so anxious that he wanted to pick at her. Yan Mu's face turned paler because of her, and he took two steps back and leaned against the door panel. Looking at his weak and decadent look, and his dull expression, it seemed that he didn't recognize her anymore.

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but shed tears.

She turned around and yelled at Hua Zhu: "Don't force him to drink this medicine again!"

Hua Zhu shrugged, turned and left.

The beggar sighed, stepped forward and said, "The flowers and candles didn't force him, he wanted to drink it himself."

"But after drinking that medicine, he might become even more crazy. Why did he drink it? Even if he is sometimes confused and sometimes sober like he is now, it is better than going completely crazy or even losing his life, right?" Liu Yunxiang was puzzled.

"Do you think it's good for him now?"

"Yes, I think it's pretty good!"

The beggar took a deep breath, pulled Yan Mu's clothes apart and showed Liu Yunxiang, "Do you still think he is okay after this?"

Liu Yunxiang saw that Yan Mu had many wounds on his body, one after another, and the wounds were very deep. Some old ones had scabbed off, leaving only a twisted red scar, and there were new ones with scabs that had not yet fallen off. There was also a stab in the heart.

It can be seen from the scar that the incision was very deep, and it was a miracle that he could save his life.

The beggar grabbed Yan Mu's arm again and rolled up his sleeves. Liu Yunxiang gasped when he saw it.

There were three wounds on the arm. The wounds were deep and they had been covered with medicine, but they were still bleeding out.

"Who hurt him?" Liu Yunxiang asked through gritted teeth.

The beggar frowned, "himself."

Liu Yunxiang looked at the beggar in disbelief, "You said he...he hurt himself?"

"Yes, when he wakes up a little, he will tend to self-mutilate. I don't know if that is called sobriety, but he can only live well when he is confused and cannot feel the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy."

"Although this medicine is an antidote developed by Chongming, the formula is wrong. Drinking it will only make people more confused, but there is no way. He himself has no way to control himself. He can only drink this medicine to prevent himself from killing himself.

Kill yourself."

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu and stared into his eyes. They were empty again, "Yan Mu..."

Now, do you still know me?

No, she was suddenly afraid that he would still remember her!

Liu Yunxiang hugged Yan Mu and buried his head in his arms.

"It doesn't matter. If you want to forget about me, just forget about me. As long as you are good. Let's take our time. I will definitely be able to save you. I can definitely do it!"

Liu Yunxiang wiped away his tears and regained his composure. Seeing that there were holes in Yan Mu's clothes, he said, "I brought you two pairs of clothes. Let's go in and change them."

At this time, Yan Mu seemed to be unable to gather his three souls and six souls together. He was very dull, dull, and had no emotions. He was being squeezed into balls by others. Liu Yunxiang took him to the back room and first helped him put away his old clothes.

Take it off.

When he took off his clothes, he saw a deep cut on his thigh and frowned.

The clothes were deliberately made slimmer, but they still fit.

Liu Yunxiang looked around and leaned into his arms again. Seeing that his expression was still dull, she stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips. There was still no reaction, so she bit his lower lip.

He finally came back to his senses and looked at her with a puzzled and innocent look on his face.

Seeing him like this, Liu Yunxiang had no ability to protect himself at all, and suddenly thought of Haitang, had she not taken advantage of him?

"I don't care if you still remember me or not, but I tell you now, my name is Liu Yunxiang. Carve this name in your mind and heart, and remember that I am your wife and you are my husband."

"You are mine, don't abandon me, and I will not abandon you."

He looked at her again, watching quietly.

Liu Yunxiang pulled him out of the house, took a bun from the beggar and gave it to Yan Mu.

"Eat, I'll pack it for you."

Yan Mu took out his hand, sat down in front of the door, and started eating blankly.

Liu Yunxiang turned to the beggar and asked, "What's the reason for the injury on Yan Mu's thigh?"

In a place like that, if you go one step further, the consequences will be disastrous. Liu Yunxiang felt chills running down his spine just thinking about it.

The beggar stuffed a mouthful of buns and said, "Not long after I came to Jin'an, Han Zhao led his men to beat Yan Mu. Then He Zichong, who was fighting against the power of others, deliberately took a knife to chop at that place in order to please Han Zhao. I blocked it at that time, otherwise it would really have happened.

...Tsk, tsk, you have to thank me!"

Liu Yunxiang frowned, "Then he really didn't die unjustly!"

"Death? Who died?"

"He Zichong was killed by Han Zhao outside Tianxiang Tower last night."

"ah?"

The beggar almost choked, "Dog bites dog!"

Liu Yunxiang thought to herself that if she had the chance, she would really thank the man in black for not only saving her and Zijin, but also helping Yan Mu take a breath of bad breath.

At this time, Hibiscus's voice came from outside.

"Master Chongming, please don't, please put down the sword quickly!"

Liu Yunxiang and the beggar looked at each other and ran out in a hurry.

But he saw that Chongming was only wearing a pair of trousers and holding a knife in his hand, with the tip of the knife facing below him.

Looking at Hibiscus again, her face turned pale with fright, while Huazhu's arm was injured and she was sweating profusely.

At this time, Chongming shouted: "If you want to practice this unparalleled magical skill, you need to get it from the palace. I have made up my mind, so don't stop me!"

Liu Yunxiang blinked, "What...what do you mean, where is he going to cut himself off?"

He is really crazy every time. He is so crazy that he is ingenious and makes people crazy!

The corner of the beggar's mouth twitched, "Why do these words sound familiar?"

After thinking about it for a moment, he slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, this is not what I said in the martial arts book I gave him a few days ago. There was a person in it who committed suicide in order to practice magical skills."

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but kicked the beggar, "Why did you let him look at you!"

"I didn't even know he got into the role."
Chapter completed!