I stumbled, not knowing how long I had been walking, or whether the sun had risen in the east and set in the west.
My voice is hoarse, my steps are slow, and my body is broken.
Shiqing finally smiled lightly and fell down, "Brother, I'm sorry, Xue'er can't hold on anymore."
After saying that, he fell heavily to the ground with Qing Ran, losing all consciousness.
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It seemed like I had slept for a long time, many years.
When Shiqing woke up again, the scene before her eyes had changed.
In sight, there is a small small house. Turn your face sideways and look at the simple and clean furnishings in the house and the waterfall facing you at the door of the small house.
A burst of floral fragrance hits your nose.
Time and space seemed to reverse and it was like spring again.
Shiqing sat up, slowly got out of bed, and walked to the door.
This place is like a paradise, without snow mountains and without killing.
What a beautiful willow tree, what a beautiful orchid.
A faint smile appeared on his lips, and at this moment a woman was walking from the path.
The woman looks like a fairy, dressed in purple, with a light lotus between her lightly swept eyebrows.
She smiled gently and walked up to Shi Qing.
"Is your body feeling better?"
The woman was only about thirty years old, but her movements were very quiet.
Shiqing nodded sheepishly, then bowed lightly, "Thank you, aunt, for saving me. I wonder where the man who came with me is? I want to go and see."
The person who was originally smiling suddenly looked ugly after hearing Shi Qing's words.
"Come with me."
There was a room next door that was exactly like this one. But it was closed tightly. The woman opened the door gently and pointed at Qing Ran who was unconscious on the bed, and said softly.
"He is too poisoned and there is no way he can recover. When he comes back to his senses, please stay with him and talk to him more."
Sighing, the woman turned and left.
Shiqing walked slowly towards Qingran, feeling as if her steps were filled with lead and it was difficult to move even an inch.
It was all her fault. If she hadn't been useless, my brother wouldn't have died.
Shi Qing held back her tears, squatted beside Qing Ran's bed, and reached out to touch his hot forehead.
"Xue'er, don't cry."
Qing Ran spoke softly, slowly opened his eyes, and slowly put his hand on Shi Qing's hand.
Holding back the tears she cried, Shi Qing smiled and said, "Brother is hungry, what do you want to eat?"
Qing Ran shook his head lightly, as if he had exhausted all his strength.
"Xue'er, help my brother to go for a walk outside, okay?"
"Yeah."
Shi Qing shook her head desperately, supported Qing Ran and headed outside.
The valley here is like spring all year round, it is not cold outside at all, and many flowers are in bloom. Shi Qing supports Qing Ran and sits on a big rock at the waterfall at the door, letting him lean against her.
"Xue'er, do you still remember when you were a child? The three of us had a water fight together."
Qing Ran's thoughts seemed to go back to eight years ago, when he, Xue'er and the emperor all tied up their trousers and played in the water.
Shiqing nodded, feeling her voice choked with sobs, not knowing what to say.
Qing Ran's lips turned white, his hair turned white overnight, and his face had no color at all.
Life seemed to be disappearing from him little by little. She wanted to catch it, but she couldn't fight against it.
"Can you show me a dance for my brother? The one you danced at the banquet to receive the Prince of Yi Kingdom that day."
Qing Ran's clear eyes flashed with expectation, but her voice became weaker and weaker.
Shiqing nodded, it seemed like it was a long time ago, the dijin dance she danced.
With tears in her eyes, Shiqing danced while looking at Qingran smiling at herself.
But the smile slowly froze and disappeared.
“It’s so beautiful.”
Qing Ran weakly tried his best, smiled, and slowly closed his eyes. He was too tired and wanted to take a good rest. [Seventh update]