Xiao Ninglan frowned, held Yan Xiaoyu's hand, loosened his collar, and said lightly, "Life or death doesn't matter to me, but I don't want to owe others, especially when others have sacrificed!"
Yan Xiaoyu bit her soft lips and stared at Xiao Ninglan angrily, "Then have you ever thought that it doesn't matter whether you live or die? If you die, my life will be worse than death. Do you want to drive me crazy again?"
Xiao Ninglan raised her eyes and met her tearful eyes. His helpless eyes, her resentful feelings, his seemingly meaningless sigh, her tearful eyes that refused to speak, finally, he compromised.
Xiao Ninglan held her thin cheeks with both hands, "I promise you, I will go find Feng Mochen. No matter what, I will work hard to live for you!"
Yan Xiaoyu bit her lip and looked at him, with a look of regret in her eyes. She knew this man, she knew that he always valued face more than life, and she also knew that he could say such a thing.
The most important promise to her.
Xiao Ninglan let go of her cheek and Yan Xiaoyu threw herself into his arms. He was knocked back by her sudden force and stopped. He sighed, "Next time before you pounce on me, say hello first."
, there is a fire behind me, you want to burn me to death?"
"You deserve to be burned to death!" Yan Xiaoyu bit his shoulder and applied force.
Xiao Ninglan frowned and raised her head, "Don't bite, my blood is poisonous..."
Yan Xiaoyu stared at him with clear eyes, "Xiao Ninglan, you haven't said three very important words to me yet."
"What three words?" Xiao Ninglan looked up at her while stirring the fire.
Yan Xiaoyu stared at him, but he had an innocent expression. Yan Xiaoyu turned away angrily. Xiao Ninglan threw away the fire stick and hugged her, "As long as you understand my feelings, why do you have to say it out?
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"Don't mention it!" Yan Xiaoyu bulged his mouth, picked up the stick he discarded and stirred the fire, causing sparks to crackle and fly.
Xiao Ninglan smiled bitterly and hugged her again, "Do you still remember that I told you where I hide gold and silver jewelry in Xiliang?"
Yan Xiaoyu was still angry and stirred up the good firewood, "You talked about so many places, how can I remember it clearly?"
"Then let me tell you again?" Xiao Ninglan looked at her softly, her eyes lovingly.
"No, I can't remember it, or you can draw a treasure map for me!" Yan Xiaoyu knocked the firewood stick on the ground and made a "thud" sound.
"Forget it, if you can't remember it, just go find Fang Han and he will tell you!" Xiao Ninglan smiled helplessly. If he really drew a treasure map for her, he didn't know how much trouble it would cause her.
When Fang Han was mentioned, Yan Xiaoyu seemed to think of something. She turned back to look at Xiao Ninglan, "Does Fang Han like Xiao Hanjing?"
Xiao Ninglan nodded, "Probably, they are childhood sweethearts."
Yan Xiaoyu was speechless, "Fang Han is so pitiful."
"Why?" Xiao Ninglan looked at her funny, this girl's temper really comes and goes quickly.
"I don't know, I just feel that he is very pitiful." Yan Xiaoyu held her chin in her hands, and Xiao Ninglan held her whole body in his arms.
Stars are dotted and noisy all over the sky, like a black velvet cloth studded with diamonds in the darkness.
Yan Xiaoyu and Xiao Ninglan arrived at Weizhou three days later. Bai Liruo had not spoken to Feng Mochen for three days. She often stood quietly in the yard looking at the withered flowers and plants in a daze.
Whenever Feng Mochen approached her, she would always leave expressionlessly, as if he was a stranger. Feng Mochen could only sigh helplessly when he looked at her.
Yan Xiaoyu blew into Feng Mochen's arms like the wind. She jumped up and down holding him, "Feng Mochen, I miss you so much..."
Feng Mochen smiled and rubbed her hair, as if he were looking at a relative he had not seen for a long time. His smiling eyes fell on Xiao Ninglan. Xiao Ninglan was carrying the baggage, pretending not to see anything, and turned her head.
Bai Liruo walked out of the inn, her clothes as white as snow, and she looked as graceful as a fairy. Yan Xiaoyu pounced on Bai Liruo again, her cheek nuzzling on her neck, like a cat asking for pampering, she said coquettishly, "Bai Liruo"
Sister, I miss you so much!"
Bai Liruo smiled and pulled her away, "You're so old, and you're still acting coquettishly? Your husband-in-law is watching from behind..."
Yan Xiaoyu turned back and smiled at Xiao Ninglan. Xiao Ninglan looked away from her handsome face expressionlessly. She walked over and pulled him, looked at Feng Mochen and said, "He has been poisoned, and the poison has reached his neck. When can we start to help?"
Does he detoxify?"
Feng Mochen glanced at Bai Liruo. Bai Liruo had already suppressed his smile towards Yan Xiaoyu. He turned to look at Yan Xiaoyu and said, "Xiaoyu, I've been thinking about it for three days. I'm sorry, I can't help Xiao Ninglan detoxify."
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Yan Xiaoyu was stunned there, Bai Liruo also showed a strange expression, but Xiao Ninglan looked calm. Yan Xiaoyu walked to Feng Mochen and said incomprehensibly, "Why? You clearly said in the letter that you have a way!
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Feng Mochen frowned and smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry, it's my fault. Originally, I thought I could transfer the poison in his body to mine, but my life is not mine alone. I have to plan for my wife..."
Yan Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly turned red. She grabbed Feng Mochen's arm and shook it hard, "You promised me. You clearly said you could save him. You said it, you said it!"
She shook him crazily. The disillusionment of her dream made her cry loudly. Bai Liruo went over and pulled her, "Xiaoyu, calm down and listen to my explanation, Xiaoyu..."
Yan Xiaoyu didn't listen at all and grabbed Feng Mochen and refused to let go. She cried to him. If it didn't work at all, why should he give her hope? He didn't know that it was really not easy between them?
They have been together carefree for only five days, only five days...
Why is it so unfair to her?
She cried loudly and looked at Feng Mochen. Xiao Ninglan couldn't stand it anymore. His originally pale face became even more bloodless. He stepped forward with a cold face and grabbed Yan Xiaoyu's arm, "Xiaoyu, don't force others to do anything!"
Yan Xiaoyu didn't listen at all, she just grabbed Feng Mochen and shook her, "You promised me, you promised me!"
Xiao Ninglan reached out and covered Yan Xiaoyu's mouth to prevent her from crying. He smiled apologetically at Feng Mochen, "I'm sorry, I'm rude!"