Seeing him say this, Zisi smiled even brighter. He squinted his eyes, looked at the man in red jokingly, and said pointedly:
"I don't have only one friend in this world, Zili."
At this point, he suddenly looked at the man in red strangely.
The man frowned:
"Besides Qingya and I, Situ Huan, there will be no other woman in this world."
His voice was calm, he raised his head slightly as he spoke, and cast his gaze to a place far, far away.
"But Murong Qingya has been dead for a long time." Zisi pointed out this point rudely.
"She will always live in Situ Huan's heart." Situ Huan's voice was calm, but his attitude was very determined. Over the years, countless people have told him that Qingya is dead, and he has long been used to it, but in his heart, Qingya is
He who lives forever will live in his heart forever and ever.
"Then you just watch Zi Li's savior die." Zisi shrugged and suddenly showed an evil smile, "It seems that Zi Li saved your life."
Situ Huan's body trembled, his slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and he paused for a moment.
But Zisi was smiling, and his smile was getting brighter and brighter. With this smile on his face, he turned around and walked towards the source of the smoke. He even got excited about poetry and recited a poem:
"Young man has no customary charm, and his nature loves hills and mountains. He fell into the net of dust by mistake, and has been gone for thirteen years. Birds in the tether nostalgic for the old forest, and fish in the pond miss their old abyss. I opened up the wilderness in the south, and returned to the garden with my clumsiness. The square house has more than ten acres, and the thatched house
Eight or nine rooms..."
There was another gust of evening wind, blowing the trees between heaven and earth, and also blowing Zisi's crescent-colored robe. After reading the poem for a while, he found that Situ Huan behind him didn't say anything, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
:
As expected, this man would not care about any other woman except Murong Qingya, even if she was his savior's savior.
Murong Qingya has been dead for ten years, and he is still so persistent. Should he be said to be infatuated or ruthless?
Zisi slowed down and said softly:
"If someone had been willing to help sister Qingya when she was injured in the past, maybe she wouldn't have died..."
"..."
Situ Huan remained silent, as if deep in thought. Just when Zi Si was about to leave, he spoke:
"Okay, from today on she is my Situ Huan's woman, please help me cure her."
After saying that, he turned around and disappeared. When Zisi turned around, he only saw a wisp of red clothes floating in front of his eyes, and the peach blossoms caused by the airflow when he used Qing Gong.
Zisi sighed into the air and said nothing. He waved his hand and two maid-looking people walked out from behind the peach tree. They picked up Yi Jiangxue from the grass and followed Zisi.
*********************************************
The gentle breeze blows the green bamboos, making a rustling sound, accompanied by the sound of the cuckoo, forming a beautiful tune.
Yi Jiangxue opened her eyes in such a pleasant voice.
Where is this place?
Is she still alive?
She carefully looked at the surrounding scenery. Behind her was a bamboo forest, filled with dense bamboos, and bamboo shoots that had just sprouted in the ground. On the other side was a garden, filled with all kinds of flowers, all blooming.
, and attracted countless colorful butterflies.
All kinds of butterflies are flying in the colorful sea of flowers, which is beautiful and dreamy, and it doesn't even look like the scenery of the human world.
Is this the legendary Garden of Eden?
Is she already dead?
No!
She can't die!
She still doesn’t know what Rukawa Qianshui is like!
Yi Jiangxue frowned tightly. At this moment, a man suddenly fell from the sky. He was wearing a crescent-colored robe and carrying a bamboo basket in his hand. The basket contained various flowers. He dropped from the sky.
When it fell, most of the flowers in the basket overflowed and flew all over the sky, like a rain of extremely beautiful flowers.
Is this man the immortal in the Garden of Eden?
"You finally woke up?" When he fell to the ground, only half of the flowers in the bamboo basket were left.
Awake?
Isn't she dead?
Yi Jiangxue looked at the man in confusion, but saw the corners of his lips raised slightly, giving her a warm smile:
"You don't think you are dead, do you?"
Am I not dead?
Yi Jiangxue opened her mouth to speak, but when she moved her mouth, she found that she couldn't make any sound.
The man glanced at her and said:
"Although I healed your skin injury, the poison on the weapon that injured you has penetrated deeply into your internal organs. You are temporarily unable to speak..."
I can't speak anymore...
I see!
Yi Jiangxue closed her eyes and began to recall everything that happened before she fell into coma.
Duanmu Ailin painted her face with a knife and damaged her throat. The weapons she used were poisonous. If she was right, she would be disfigured now, right?
Yi Jiangxue lowered her head and found that she was actually in a lake. The color of the lake was extremely strange, as green as emerald. Through the reflection in the water, she saw her hateful face...
That face can't even be called a face, and the facial features can't be distinguished.
"This is the Emerald Mirror Lake. This lake can get rid of the strange smell on your body, but your appearance... If you want to restore it, it's not impossible, it's just..."
Zisi said to Yi Jiangxue gently, he knew that disfigurement might be more terrifying to a woman than death.
"No."
Yi Jiangxue wrote on the water with her fingers.
"I can't repay you for saving my life. I really can't bear to bother you anymore."
Zi Si was a little surprised by Yi Jiangxue's calmness. He couldn't help but wonder what kind of woman she was, how she didn't even care about her appearance.
"Don't you want to look better?" Zisi looked at Yi Jiangxue with interest.
"Can you give me something to eat?"
Yi Jiangxue wrote such a sentence on the lake with her finger, which surprised Zisi. He thought that after she woke up, she would not be able to accept her appearance, would be disheartened, cry, make trouble, and hang herself.
He even thought a lot of words to comfort her to survive. Unexpectedly, instead of being hysterical because she became ugly, she actually asked him for food.
This woman is quite interesting!
"What do you want to eat?" Zisi narrowed his eyes and smiled at Yi Jiangxue.
"Things that can keep me alive." Yi Jiangxue wrote on the lake.
"Your desire to survive is so strong." Zisi smiled, "Can I be curious about why?"
Yi Jiangxue has met many people in her life, but this is the first time she has met someone like Zisi. He is so clean and warm, like an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world. But even if Zisi is not so warm, Yi Jiang
Xue will also tell the truth frankly, because he is her savior.