too affectionate

Chapter 538
Ninth Prince Zhong Huaisheng, the son of the late Concubine Rong, is nineteen years old and sick.

This short and cold sentence, how can he write half of him that is astonishing at a glance...

Wanyan wiped her tears with the back of her hand, even though she knew she didn't answer, she still asked the question she wanted to ask the most.

"Sheng Lang, let me ask you one last question... Don't try to escape this question. If you don't want to answer it in this life, then I will find you, meet you, and ask you again in the next life. I know how my life came back.

And you, why did you risk your life to save me? "

Before Wanyan could finish her sentence, she lost her voice once again soaked in tears.

Wanyan was scared, she was really afraid that everything about Rong Jin would be wiped out, and she still knew nothing about him, and never knew anything about him again.

Wanyan held Rong Jin's hand tightly with both hands, and stuck it between her eyebrows, praying over and over again in her heart, as if the thoughts in her mind could pull Rong Jin back from the underworld.

In this way, time is extremely slow in the pain, and Rong Jin's life is also passing by little by little.

Just when Wanyan was in despair and was on the verge of collapse, thinking that if Rong Jin really didn't wake up today, she would wear white clothes for him for the rest of her life, a faint voice sounded softly in Wanyan's ear, tearing her eyes apart. All the silence.

The voice was as gentle as jade, with a slight hoarseness, and he spoke slowly, word by word.

It should have been abrupt, but unexpectedly soft.

"I don't like to eat... I like to drink tea."

"I like red the most."

"My parents only saw me as a baby, and they had no impression of me... so they named me 'baby'."

"...That is my mother's hairpin. I have always worn it on my body. Before I saw you, I regarded it as a treasure and never wanted to give it away."

"Usually don't think about anything, sometimes when I'm sober, I think about how to die."

"I really like it."

"..."

The voice paused, and after a while, it sounded again, with a lot more solemnity in the gentleness.

"Because...before I met you, I was just a wandering soul on the Longevity Pillar, with no one to rely on, no blood or flesh, no sorrow or joy...I neither felt that life was my luck, nor did I feel that I was dying. sad.

But after seeing you, I thought, let's live first, live one more day, and then I can see you again.

So if you are still alive for a day, I still have a thought... Even if I am buried in the ground one day and become a few dry bones, it will still weigh more than a wandering soul..."

This voice is round and smooth, and the words are verdant. If it's not Rong Jin's voice, whose is it?
Rong Jin's voice is very soft, but in this voice as thin as a mosquito's foot, what can be clearly heard is gentleness and earnestness.

Even though Rong Jin breathed out more than he took in, even though his eyes were still tightly closed and he didn't even have the strength to open them, he still answered one question after another, patiently and carefully.

As for Wanyan, the first second she heard Rong Jin's voice, she was already stunned in place like a stone sculpture, but her eye sockets were suddenly wrapped in warmth without any warning.

The tears she shed all night were all icy tears of despair, but there was one time when her eyes filled with tears because of him.

However, Wanyan's first reaction was to slap herself hard on the face with one hand, wanting to wake herself up from the dream, she panicked and didn't know what she was doing or what she was saying, and she didn't know that her face was full of tears.

"I'm dreaming...I must be dreaming...Sheng Lang...I'm dreaming..."

However, in the other hand, Wanyan tightly held Rong Jin's hand, fearing that if she woke up from the dream, he would be gone.

At this moment, the half-life boy who was picked up from the gate of hell was seriously answering irrelevant questions.

But the girl was crying like a fool, she didn't listen to anything, just hearing his voice, her heart was broken.

This is a dream... this is a dream...

Until the last word of Rong Jin fell, Wanyan still couldn't believe that Rong Jin really came back.

She was afraid that the moment she believed it, she would wake up from the dream, and Rong Jin would really be gone.

However, when Rong Jin suddenly opened her eyes, and wrapped Wanyan with that familiar and fragile tenderness, Wanyan finally realized that this was not a dream, Rong Jin was really still alive.

"Sheng Lang... Sheng Lang..."

Almost without the slightest hesitation, Wanyan held Rong Jin's hands tightly against her forehead, crying so hard that she couldn't breathe anymore.

Wanyan didn't cry all night, but at this moment, Wanyan couldn't control it, she was crying so hard that she lost her grace.

The moment Rong Jin opened her eyes, everything had a sense of reality, and it was this sense of reality that made the fear of the rest of her life wash away in Wanyan's heart, making Wanyan not dare to let go of Rong Jin.

Rong Jin looked at Wanyan whose face was flushed from crying, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but a gentle curve, but her eyes were a little red.

you will cry for me...

Wanyan cried for a long time before finally remembering that Rong Jin's body was still very weak at this time, she quickly stood up, ignoring that her legs that hadn't moved all night were already stiff, she stumbled and rushed out, stood at the stairs and shouted repeatedly: "Grandpa Grandpa, come quickly! Sheng Lang is awake! Sheng Lang is awake!"

At the cabinet downstairs, Mr. Pei, who was tidying up his clean white clothes, froze his hands when he heard the sound, and replied after a while: "Here we come!", and put the clothes back with his hands.

Before going upstairs again, Mr. Pei glanced back at the door and sighed silently.

In the end, no matter how much you want, you still can't bear her to feel bad.

. . .

"Grandpa, grandpa! How is it?" Wanyan stood aside, her eyes were full of eagerness, and finally she waited until Lao Pei's expression relaxed, her fingers left Rong Jin's pulse, and asked anxiously.

"The danger to life is gone for the time being, but Huai Sheng's body is still extremely weak and needs to be recuperated." When he said this, Mr. Pei was obviously relieved.

But Wanyan exclaimed: "Not yet! Does that mean Sheng Lang's life will be in danger in the future, grandpa?"

Mr. Pei sighed, but lightly flicked Wanyan's forehead with his hand, and said, "You can be content, little girl! Huaisheng's body has been suffering greatly all year round, and it is far worse than ordinary people.

To be able to escape from such a catastrophe this time is already a blessing, and it is not an exaggeration to call it a miracle! "

"Okay... a miracle..." Wanyan's heart sank when she heard the words, and she immediately leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Pei Lao's arm, swaying back and forth coquettishly and said: "My medical sage grandpa is the best in the mainland, there must be a way Help Sheng Lang take care of his body and create another miracle, right~"

"Then I will do my best." Mr. Pei helplessly nodded Wanyan's head, smiled kindly, then turned to Rong Jin and said, "Huaisheng, you are Yan'er's savior, and that's mine." The savior."

　Thank you "Qingshui Changliu 123456" for your reward~ I love you, love you, love you!
　　
　
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