Yan Xiaoyu suddenly raised his head. She had never asked him whether the poison in his body had been cured. If he kept such a rare thing as Guanyin grass, did it mean that the poison in his body had been completely cured?
Yun Ziyou looked at Xiao Ninglan in confusion, his brows furrowed like a frowning cloud of doubt. He didn't say anything, just turned around and walked towards the house.
Yan Xiaoyu grabbed Xiao Ninglan's hand and said eagerly, "Where did you get the Guanyin grass? Has the poison in your body been cured?"
Xiao Ninglan curled her lips and smiled, patting the back of Yan Xiaoyu's hand, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, let him take the Guanyin grass to save the child..."
Yan Xiaoyu looked at him doubtfully, until Yun Ziyou walked out with a beautifully packaged brocade box. She reached out to stop Yun Ziyou, turned to look at Xiao Ninglan, "Ning Lan, tell me honestly, what is the extent of your poison?"
No solution?"
Xiao Ninglan frowned and said to Yunzi, "Go and save the child quickly, put Yunduo down, I won't let anyone hurt Yunduo!"
Yun Ziyou said nothing, turned around and placed Yun Duo in the cradle. He strode away, his handsome figure in the darkness, like a fairy.
Yan Xiaoyu looked at Xiao Ninglan's face and understood something instantly. The poison in his body had not been cured at all...
Letting go of Xiao Ninglan's hand and striding forward, she caught up with Yun Ziyou panting, her clear eyes filled with tears, "Ziyou, I beg you, give the Guanyin grass back to Ning Lan, the poison in his body has not been cured.
, he will die..."
Yun Ziyou's lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He just closed his starry eyes tightly, and the hand holding the brocade box couldn't help trembling.
Yan Xiaoyu grabbed his arm and kept shaking it. Her warm tears fell on his white clothes, making them wet. He slowly opened his eyes, and he looked at her painfully, "Yan Xiaoyu, is there anything else?
Xiao Ninglan, there is no one you care about in this world anymore?"
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head slowly. She looked at him with tears streaming down her face and choked with sobs, "Ziyou, I owe you more than I can pay in this life, so I plan to continue to owe you. Please return the Guanyin grass to me, okay?"
, that is Ning Lan’s only hope..."
Yunzi Youxing's eyes were already rippling, and he looked at Yan Xiaoyu with complicated eyes. His hands couldn't help trembling. She knew that he would never be able to refuse any of her requests. Even if she wanted him to die for Xiao Ninglan now, he would
Without hesitation.
Shiveringly, he put the Guanyin grass back into Yan Xiaoyu's hand. Yun Ziyou's voice was already strange. His clear eyes were fixedly looking into the distance, and there were tears in his dark pupils. "Yan Xiaoyu, tell me, it's
Isn’t it that my feelings are destined to be so lowly? Whether it’s Wei Yifang or you, all the efforts you make will be used and ridiculed like this?”
His voice was firm and cold, like the sound of ice breaking in the cold winter. Yan Xiaoyu held the Guanyin grass and trembled. Her tears silently fell on the brocade box. Xiao Ninglan had already stepped forward, took the brocade box in Yan Xiaoyu's hand and said, "
Yu'er, we really owe him too much, nothing can happen to the child!"
He strode forward and put the brocade box in Yun Ziyou's hand, "You go, Yu'er will be here soon."
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head, choked and walked back to Yun Ziyou, "I'm leaving with you now. I'm sorry. No matter what, I will definitely save the child."
Yun Ziyou looked at her suspiciously. After a while, he put away the brocade box and strode down the mountain. Yan Xiaoyu only followed him with small steps, choking up from time to time.
Xiao Ninglan watched the two people leave, frowning.
"Don't you really want these two children to die? What's wrong now, has your conscience found out?" Yun Ziyou mocked, taking small steps and waiting for Yan Xiaoyu behind him.
Yan Xiaoyu's expression was melancholy, as if she was living in a dream, with wet tears still hanging on her cheeks. She pinched two strands of hair on her chest, staggered and almost fell. Yun Ziyou reached out to support her, and saw her
She looked like she wanted to have an attack but couldn't. He just waited for her to stand firm, let go and walked forward.
I thought she didn't hear her words, but unexpectedly, after a while, she suddenly replied, "I never thought about wanting them to die, but I hate them as much as I hate myself. Sometimes I think, maybe Ning Lan and I can just
Then if you die, everyone will be happier."
Yun Ziyou paused and looked back at her, "I will ask the ghost woman to help Xiao Ninglan remove the other half of the poison."
Yan Xiaoyu shook her head and smiled bitterly, "No need, the ghost lady will help Ning Lan detoxify her, she will definitely die."
"Then what should you do?" Yun Ziyou looked at her worriedly.
Yan Xiaoyu just smiled bitterly, the tears in her eyes had dried up, "I used to force too much, which is why we are in the current situation. If there is really only one year, then I don't have to wait for the Resurrection Flower to bloom in July, I will be with you
Ning Lan spends the rest of his days quietly, I want to go to the Peach Blossom Island he mentioned, where he lives and I live, and he dies and I die."
Yun Ziyou clenched the brocade box in his hand, and there were blue floating tendons moving on his forehead. After a while, he handed the brocade box to Yan Xiaoyu, "Here you go, take it back to Xiao Ninglan who is guarding you, and maybe give it to you."
There are other ways to save Han Xiao."
Yan Xiaoyu did not accept the brocade box, but just shook her head. There was an open-minded beauty on her delicate face, "No, no matter it is Yun Duo or Han Xiao, since they come to this world, they are just one life, don't say they are my children."
, even if not, if Ning Lan wants to trade his life for them today, I have no reason to stop him."
Yun Ziyou looked at her for a moment and suddenly understood what she meant. He raised his lips and smiled lightly, "You finally passed your own level!"
Yan Xiaoyu smiled and nodded, the breeze blew her hair up, and the slender hair danced in a beautiful arc in the wind.
Yun Ziyou smiled happily and turned around, Xiaoyu, have you finally understood? I have never loved you wrongly in my life...
In the capital, the palace is in chaos, the old prince has killed two groups of imperial doctors, and the infant emperor Han Xiao is in danger.
There were many small red rashes on his tender skin, and his small face became pale day by day. Recently, it was difficult to even open his eyes.
When Yunzi swam up, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. The old prince looked at Yan Xiaoyu with angry eyes, as if he wanted to eat Yan Xiaoyu alive. The ghost woman even looked at Yan Xiaoyu with hatred and coldness.