In an instant, the sleeping girl opened her eyes, and the first thing she did was to check her purse. After feeling the bulging feeling inside, Zhuge Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief, and then immediately sat up, slightly hazy.

His eyes stared at Rong Yu.

"You lied to me?"

"Yeah!" Rong Yu admitted directly. He narrowed his eyes slightly and his smile was as gentle as the sunshine falling in early spring. It was bright but not dazzling, gentle but not hot, and tolerant of everything.

Seeing Rong Yu's smile, Zhuge Mingkong immediately realized something. A trace of disbelief flashed in her eyes, and then three fingers of her right hand were attached to Rong Yu's wrist.

Although her medical skills are not as good as those of Shuji, she is still able to see people. At this time, Rong Yu's body has completely disappeared from Zhuang Shengmeng, but because the poison has been latent in his body for too long, it has no effect on him.

It had a great impact on her body, and unlike the situation where she had exhausted all her internal strength, Rong Yu had lost all her internal strength at this time.

"Gaining and losing, life is always full of contradictions." Zhuge Mingkong took back his hand and looked at Rong Yu with a warm smile.

Rong Yu nodded slightly, and there was a kind of satisfaction in her smile that she had never seen before: "At least, I can live."

Too gentle words, too plain talk, too elegant smile, this kind of Rong Yu suddenly made Zhuge Mingkong feel distressed. She stretched out her hand, put her arms around Rong Yu's neck, and hugged her tightly.

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"This is not to take advantage of you, I just want to congratulate you." Zhuge Mingkong said as a reminder, and then she gently stroked Rong Yu's back with a gentle and comforting voice: "Rong Yu, you will definitely live a healthy life.

When we are both gray-haired, we will play chess together and recall the fleeting decades of life together."

At this time, there was a trace of mist in Rong Yu's eyes. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes blocked his sight. The warmth from the body contact was like sunshine, a little unreal, but it made him gentle.

Some want to cry.

Four years of bone-crushing pain, four years of facing death, now he no longer has to face these, which makes him really happy and happy.

He hugged Zhuge Minggong back, an indescribable smile flashed across his beautiful eyes, and his beautiful lips opened and closed slightly, wanting to say something, but he stopped. It seemed that at this moment,

Nothing he said seemed redundant, and finally his lips spoke a word softly.

"Zhuge Mingkong, let's go home together!"

After leaving this land of snow, they quickly reunited with Yuehua Fengfeitian. The round trip time seemed to be shorter than the time they came here. Five days later, they returned to Yanyun City.

After arriving at Yanyun City, Feng Feitian Yuehua took ten of his men back to Prince Xiaoyao's Mansion, while Rong Yu also sent Zhuge Mingkong back to Wenhou Mansion.

The moment he saw the gate of Wenhou Mansion, Zhuge Mingkong was completely ecstatic. Sure enough, it was still the best at home.

Returning to Shuiyue Pavilion, Zhuge Mingkong immediately asked her maid to prepare hot water for her to bathe. After bathing, she lay leisurely on the soft couch and ate warm, peeled grapes.

"Miss, it seems that you have suffered a lot out there!" Ang Nuan said, looking at Zhuge Mingkong's slightly thinner face.

"That's right, you have to be busy when doing things outside." Zhuge Mingkong smiled slightly, and then she approached Annuan and asked, "Have you and Shuji completed the things I told you?"

At this time, Angnuan sighed.
Chapter completed!