Xianglan was anxious and could only keep smearing Mu Yuan's sweat.

Mu Yuan's forehead was even hotter, and he became completely drowsy.

I was confused and started to murmur after nightfall: "I'm sorry, Qing'er, I'm sorry..."

Xianglan had no choice but to do anything, she was almost desperate.

"Young Master, wake up, wake up, so be careful, don't scare me."

"Qinger..." Mu Yuan's heavy eyelids never opened.

After a whole day, his consciousness became more and more blurred, and he never woke up again for most of the day.

"Young Master..." Xianglan knelt in front of the bed and finally couldn't help crying.

"Young Master, please wake up and don't scare Xianglan, the Young Master, please."

But he still didn't open his eyes, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, but he couldn't lift them up.

In the end, he was so tired that he didn't want to care about anything. He was always the same thing: "I'm sorry..."

Sorry, he couldn't help it.

Sorry, he can no longer be with her.

Sorry, he betrayed her.

Sorry, sorry...

"The Young Master...Wuwu, the Young Master, why did it become like this? Why did we do this?"

Xianglan fell to the ground, holding Mu Yuan's pale hand.

His hands were very hot, but his palms were cold, as if they were not as hot as a little.

Why is this happening?

Not long ago, they were all fine, living a simple, peaceful and peaceful life in Mujia Village.

Before they came, their lives were better because of the supplies they sent by the Ninth Princess.

The potatoes in the mountain stream have new leaves, and fresh potatoes will grow soon.

The fruits and melons on the vines have grown, and fresh beans.

She was still thinking that when the young master came back and saw that the land on the back of the village was covered with fruits and vegetables, he would be very excited and happy.

However, one news changed all their destiny.

I heard that your highness is going to go to war and attack the Canglang clan.

The eldest and second heads immediately set off with their brothers and swear to protect their little prince.

They traveled day and night, and came from afar, but they did not expect that the little prince they wanted to protect would force them into such a dead end.

She is ruthless, cold, vicious, cruel.

Xianglan really doesn't believe it, she doesn't believe that His Highness Nanxing would give birth to such a terrible little prince.

But she is indeed the daughter of His Highness Nanxing.

Why do you want the young village leader to follow such a person?

If it weren't for Chu Weiyun, everyone wouldn't have suffered such a hardship, and the young master would not have been so ill. There was no doctor who came to treat him!

Without Chu Weiyun, everyone could still return to Mujia Village and live a peaceful and good life, right?

"I'm sorry, forgive me, sorry..." Mu Yuan on the bed still tightened his eyebrows even in a coma.

Pain, guilt, sadness, despair!

He likes Princess Nine so much!

If it weren't for Chu Weiyun, the young master of the village could have followed the Ninth Princess and kept guarding the people he wanted to protect.

Then he will definitely be able to live a happy and happy life.

If there is no Chu Weiyun...

Xianglan wiped her tears and walked aside. She took something into her arms and quickly walked out of the door.

After she left, the figure on the roof fell lightly to the ground and turned over through the window.

From her perspective just now, she couldn't see what Xianglan was hiding, and she couldn't guess what Xianglan was going to do when she went out.

The man on the bed now had a pale face, sweaty head, and was already in a state of half-drowning.

Chu Qingge had no time to pay attention to Xianglan.
Chapter completed!