Quanzhou, Anlehou Mansion.

Qingwu took a hot towel that had just been taken out of the boiling water, wrung it out in a hurry, and applied it to Qin Muxiu's forehead.

"Young Master, is this better?"

Qin Muxiu didn't speak, but just pressed his temple with a painful expression.

Seeing that his face was pale and his lips were bloodless, Qingwu couldn't help but go to Wan Duo.

"Mr. Marquis, is it really OK for the young master to continue like this?"

Wan Duo glanced at her coldly, "What's wrong?"

After hearing what Qingwu knew, they didn't even care about Qin Muxiu's life and death.

They just wanted to seize power through Qin Muxiu's identity.

Perhaps, they even hope that Qin Muxiu can die directly after the great event is completed.

When he returned to the house, Qin Muxiu, who was extremely tired, had already fallen asleep.

But the eyebrows were frowned tightly, and pain was still written on their faces.

Qingwu knelt at the head of the bed and helped him rub his temples with both hands. She had seen him like this, as if he could relieve the pain.

Sure enough, after pressing for a while, Qin Muxiu's eyebrows stretched a little.

Qingwu sighed lightly, "Young Master, no matter what they are like, I will do my best to protect you."

Qin Muxiu was depressed for several days in a row.

My temper is getting more and more shady.

When Qingwu was not by his side, he became irritable and wanted to find her back.

Qingwu came to him, and he despised her and always lost his temper at her and refused to let her touch her.

Qingwu could feel his endless pain.

At this moment, she couldn't help but hate herself very much. Why didn't she have the ability to make him happier?

If his wife were there, would he still look like this?

Finally, on this day, Qingwu took advantage of his good mood and plucked up the courage to say, "Young Master, if you are not interested in the throne, we... escape!"

Qin Muxiu glanced at her and said, "Where will you escape?"

The vigilance and indifference in his eyes stung her, and she knew that he had never trusted her at all.

He was so wise and smart. From the beginning, even though he had lost his memory, he was afraid that he would guess that he was the Marquis and the others.

Qingwu's eyes were filled with tears, "At the ends of the world, Qingwu will follow wherever the young master wants to go. Qingwu is willing to serve the young master for the rest of his life."

Qin Muxiu sneered, "Lifelong? Does anyone want your life?"

The green mist suddenly felt ashamed.

The young master never took her seriously.

"Young Master..."

Qingwu had an impulse, and she wanted to tell Qin Muxiu that if he hated him, she would disappear immediately.

But she can't leave!

They are surrounded by love Gu, and they are destined to be together for the rest of their lives.

She was in a complicated mood for this love Gu, and she loved and hated her.

Qin Muxiu had closed his eyes and "Go out."

......

At the foot of the Black Wind Mountain, Qin Peng personally ordered his troops.
Chapter completed!