Even though Ming Wuyou was in a coma, his face was twisted into a ball, and he must be very uncomfortable.
Murong Yu's heart also felt painful.
He said he would protect her and be her backer, but now she was being plotted under his nose!
He is so incompetent!
"Ayu..."
Ming Wuyou muttered in his sleep.
Murong Yu, who was beside the bed, froze for a moment and couldn't help but lean down and listen carefully.
"Ayu..."
She called out again, and then fell completely into a coma.
Murong Yu kept leaning forward and looked at Ming Wuyou. He kept asking himself, did he hear wrongly?
Ayu.
This was the name he wanted to hear her call in his dreams in his previous life, even if it was just one sound.
But he also knew that Ming Wuyou was extremely resistant and disgusted with him, so how could he call himself that?
He found that he didn't even dare to ask her for this.
This title is just an extravagant wish of mine.
Those extravagant hopes were suppressed in his heart. After years and years, they took root and sprouted, and began to grow crazily like weeds. Although he knew they were extravagant hopes, he still couldn't help but look forward to them.
Once, he indulged himself in drunkenness, pressed her against the screen, half forced, half begged, and even coaxed: "Call me Ayu, and I will let you out of the house and give you freedom."
At that time, Ming Wuyou was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with desire for freedom.
But she suddenly sneered and said to him: "Will you really give me freedom and let me leave you? Liar, you won't!"
"Besides, what's the point of such a disgusting title? Your Highness the Regent has such a unique taste. I will never call you that in my life. You can find someone else to call you that."
He was drunk, and aroused by Ming Wuyou's cold and sarcastic words, he completely trapped her in his arms, covered her mouth with his lips, and didn't want to hear a word she said.
That can't be called a kiss.
It should be called biting instead.
When it was over, both of them had blood stains on their lips.
With resentment in her eyes, she spat coldly, "Does the canary deserve freedom? You said a few days ago that you would not force me, but what were you doing just now? Your Majesty, the powerful Regent, you
It has no credibility with me."
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At this time, Murong Yu looked at Ming Wuyou's pale face and could not imagine that the humblest extravagant wish in her previous life could be heard so easily from her mouth in this life.
Even if it's gibbering.
He looked at Ming Wuyou with a complicated expression.
Now Ming Wuyou has only met him a few times, why would he call him that?
Could it be that by not calling him, you are treating him as someone else?
But he knew everything about Ming Wuyou and everyone she came into contact with, but he never knew that anyone had the syllable "Yu" in their name.
Two hours later, Leng Yun delivered the antidote, "Red Scorpion is not a difficult poison. Let Miss Ming take this medicine and sleep for twelve hours, and the poison will be cured."
Murong Yu took the bowl without saying a word, helped Ming Wuyou lean in front of him, and put the medicine to her lips.
But she didn't want to open her mouth at all.
After trying several times but unable to feed him, Murong Yu took a breath.
He drank the concoction himself, then lowered his head and fed it to her.
He had done this kind of thing many times in his previous life. His movements were smooth and skillful, and he had swallowed all the medicine in the bowl in no time.
Leng Yun, who was standing aside, lowered his head and silently took the medicine bowl away.
Murong Yu gently tried to put Ming Wuyou back on the bed.
Ming Wuyou gently grabbed the clothes around his waist, frowned and said, "It's so painful..."
Murong Yu lowered his head to look at her and found that she had not woken up and was still in a daze.
That medicine is indeed quite bitter, Murong Yushen knows it well.
He pondered for a moment and then ordered: "Mother Bai, make some sugar water and bring it over."
"yes."
Aunt Bai, who was waiting outside the screen, stepped back, and soon brought sugar water in. Aunt Bai didn't say that she would help feed him, she very wisely put the sugar water away and left.
Murong Yu supported her with one hand and held a spoon with the other hand, bringing the sugar water to Ming Wuyou's lips, "Drink a little and it won't be bitter anymore."
Ming Wuyou didn't cooperate at all. He leaned his head sideways into Murong Yu's arms and murmured, "Ah Yu, why don't you reply to my letter?"
"Why..." Ming Wuyou sniffed, "You weren't like this before... You wouldn't ignore me..."
This time her voice was louder and the call was clearer.
Moreover, she said before?
Murong Yu took a deep breath, put the sugar water back, leaned into her ear and whispered, "What happened to us before?"
"Before..." Ming Wuyou frowned, "You doted on me and loved me... It was too late that I liked you... So this time you have to ignore me and take revenge for all the bad things I did to you.
Are you coming back..."
Ming Wuyou's fair, almost transparent face was pressed against Murong Yuxuan's black skirt embroidered with dragons, and his beautiful eyebrows were frowned even more tightly.
Murong Yu was completely frozen.
He wanted to coax her to talk a little more, but found that she was holding on to her clothes tightly and passed out.
Murong Yu's heart was in turmoil, and a strange thought kept rising and falling in his heart.
Is she - is she back too?!
Otherwise, it is really impossible to explain her attitude towards herself during this period of time.
There are also those words she said "Ayu" and what she just said.
"I'm so cold." Ming Wuyou sighed. His arms, which were obviously weak, hugged Murong Yu's waist tighter and tighter, and he murmured: "Ah Yu."
Murong Yu was stiff for a long time.
A voice in his heart told him to push her away immediately.
But his hands didn't listen to him at all, and actually wanted to hug her and transfer his warmth to her.
After a long battle between heaven and man in his heart, Murong Yu closed his eyes weakly and gave up on self-resistance.
He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her completely into his arms.
After half an hour of Ming Wuyou calling "Ayu" high or low, the medicine took effect and she finally fell asleep.
Sensing that her hand holding him was gradually loosening, Murong Yu put Ming Wuyou back on the bed, looked at her deeply, stood up and walked outside the screen.
He sat behind the desk, not feeling sleepy at all, and looked out the window blankly.
The night was already dark, but he seemed to be in a dream, and his mind was in a mess.
He held his forehead and slowly closed his eyes, but suddenly he remembered the letter she just mentioned.
He got up and went to the cabinet at the back and pulled out the outrageously thick letter from the past few days.
When she saw the stack of various images of herself sitting, standing, lying down, and the words "Sijun" written on the letter, Murong Yu completely believed that she, like him, had also come back from that previous life.
of.
Otherwise, how could she draw so many lifelike images of herself without ever seeing herself?
Murong Yu didn't believe it, it was all based on imagination.
He couldn't completely ignore her like a stranger.
But when he thought of Yuan Hao's tragic situation in the previous life, the broken mountains and rivers were all related to her, he could not pretend that nothing had happened.
Murong Yu once again didn't know what to do. This chapter has been completed!