After forcibly taking the blood of the sick and delicate prince to renew his life

Murong Lingwen raised her head from Emperor Ming's arms, as if she had fallen into some kind of bewilderment, "Is Huan'er really still alive?"

Farewell under the city wall, all she dreamed the whole night was the appearance of the moon, her white clothes stained red with blood.

Watching her heart stabbed by Jiang Qi with his own eyes.

Nowadays, it is widely rumored that Yue Huan, the Princess of the Yue Clan, has been resurrected from the dead, but she has not been able to see Yue Huan until now. All the news about Yue Huan is all she heard from other people.

"It's true, Lingshen."

"How could I deceive you about such a thing?"

Emperor Ming patted the Queen's back, seeing Murong Ling's concern about gains and losses, he saw it in his eyes and felt pain in his heart.

That day she fell into a coma from above the city wall, and Jiang Qi took Yue Huan's body to Dazhou. After Murong Lingnan woke up, facing the successive blows, she almost collapsed!

Since then, the root of the disease has fallen to the body, and I often linger on the sick bed, which is not as good as before.

This time, Yuejue woke up beside Luoshui, and seeing Yuejue who was still alive made her feel much better.

"Then why hasn't Huan'er come yet? Didn't Jue'er say that she has arrived in the imperial capital? Why hasn't she come yet?"

Murong Lingwen leaned in Emperor Ming's arms, looked at the empty bluestone road, and murmured in despair.

Suddenly, she raised her head suddenly: "Your Majesty, my concubine will go out of the palace with you to pick up Huan'er? She has been away from home for so long, so I should go pick her up!"

She really couldn't wait, she had been waiting in this palace for a long, long time, now knowing that Huan'er was outside the palace, how could she sit still?
"I have already sent someone to urge me. The letter was delayed at the gate of the palace just now. Now I think it is already on the way to Lama Temple. It is the same for us to go in and wait."

Emperor Ming glanced at the still quiet bluestone road, and walked towards the inner hall with Murong Lingwen in his arms. She is not in good health and is not suitable for tossing around.

"No, Your Majesty!"

"Just let Chen Qie wait here, you can't go outside the palace gate, Chen Qie wants to wait here for Huan'er to come back."

She wanted Yue Huan to see her as soon as she came back.

Murong Lingfan didn't follow Ming Emperor's strength into the room, she waited for so long, as long as she didn't see Yue Huan for a moment, she always felt uneasy.

"Alright."

Emperor Ming had nothing to do with her, he could only agree.

It's just that Murong Ling was looking forward to it, leaving the gate of Lama Temple step by step, and walking towards Qingshi Road step by step.

Emperor Ming lowered his eyelashes, but he did not stop her, but followed her, following her step by step.

Murong Ling knew, mumbling words, "I'll take one more step, one more step, and I'll be able to meet Huan'er..."

As soon as Zhuoyue and others bid farewell to Changsheng, they met the people sent by Emperor Ming to welcome them.

When Zhuo Yue learned that Murong Lingfan had been waiting in Lama Temple, her heart was numb.

She raised her eyes to look at the bright sunlight, stretched out her hand to hold Xuan Qi's hand and held the rein together, and bent her lips to look at Yue Jue, "Brother Emperor, I will go to see the queen mother first."

After finishing speaking, she reined in the reins and rode away with Xuan Qi!

"Huan'er—"

Yue Jue only had time to call Yue Huan's name, only to see their backs getting further and further away.

The imperial palace originally did not allow galloping on horseback, but she is Yue Huan, the most honorable princess of the Yue family, and these rules and regulations are not valid for her.

She can do anything.

Yue Jue looked at Yue Huan in fresh clothes and furious horse, the smile in his eyes became more gentle, the years turned around and returned his precious sister to them.

From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the two people who were waiting with him, and he got off his horse, "Get off your horse, we can't gallop around in the palace."

Wen Mo stared closely at the backs of Yue Huan and Jiang Qi, and followed Yue Jue's wishes. As the prince of Northern Qi, he naturally understood the rules of the palace.

In the past life, he was always tired and lazy, looking at the sedan chair waiting beside him with glowing eyes, "It's still His Royal Highness who is thoughtful."

He got off his horse and ran towards the sedan chair.

Yue Jue watched the passing away of Tong Yan and Tong Xin, and smiled and invited Wen Mo, "Let's go."

Wen Mo nodded in response.

Yue Jue looked at Wen Mo, who had been gazing at Yue Huan from the corner of her eye since they met, "Wen Mo, my father has already told me everything you have done for Yue Shi."

Yue Jue bowed deeply to Wen Mo, "Thousands of words... can't be repaid. If you need Yue Shi in the future, just speak up."

The somewhat distracted Wen Mo was caught off guard by Yue Jue who gave him a salute, and hurriedly helped him up, "Brother, what are you doing!"

"You are my elder brother. I should help my elder brother if he is in trouble. Why do you need to say thank you!"

Yue Jue looked at Wen Mo fixedly, her eyes were a little dim, "Wen Mo, Huan'er..."

Yue Jue understood that Wen Mo was able to do this to Yue Shi because of Yue Huan's face.

Yue Huan once told him that Wen Mo was the one who rescued her in Yuqingshan, and Wen Mo didn't take much care to protect her all the way during the trip to Gusu.

For Yue Huan, he even killed his right-hand man Ye Li with his own hands, and gave Yue Huan the Shadow Moon Building that he had painstakingly built to protect Yue Huan during the days when he was seriously injured and comatose.

One by one, the Yueshi owed him a lot.

"Brother, are you also here to persuade me to let go of Qiqi?"

Wen Mo accepted Yue Jue's words with a wry smile, "Qiqi had already talked to me when we were in Shuiyunjian."

"She said she was leaving with Jiang Qi, right?"

"..."

Yue Jue was dumb for a moment, he patted Wen Mo's shoulder, "Yes."

"I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at her in this world. She likes to be clean, and leaving is the best way."

He didn't want to hide it from Wen Mo either.

Wen Mo looked blankly, "Is there really no other way?"

Yue Huan finally came back to life, why is it like that epiphyllum?
Thinking of this, Wen Mo's heart skipped a beat!
Epiphyllum?Epiphyllum!
When he first met Yue Huan, the only flower he had on that table was Epiphyllum.

Every time he reunited with Yue Huan after that, there was always the shadow of Epiphyllum on Yue Huan's body.

Either the hairpin on the head, or the embroidery on the dress...

Wen Mo's expression cracked suddenly, and he looked at Yue Jue with pain, "Brother, is there really a theory of fate in this world?"

Epiphyllum's death is the fate between him and Yue Huan?

Yue Jue was slightly startled, "Huan'er even told you this?"

But when he thought of the relationship between Yue Huan and Wen Mo, he was not surprised. He sighed lightly and walked forward, so he missed the doubt in Wen Mo's eyes.

"The theory of fate is indeed mysterious and mysterious, but you have seen the master of the past."

"Father followed the words of the past master and found Jiang Qi for Huan'er."

Wen Mo looked at Wang Sheng who was already sitting firmly in the sedan chair, so the fatalism that Emperor Ming and Jiang Qi talked about under the city wall that day came from him?

And Yue Huan met Jiang Qi only because of his words?

Sitting lazily on the sedan chair, Xiangsheng felt Wen Mo's gaze and turned his head to look over.

Seeing the emotion in his eyes, he finally opened his mouth, "It's a long story about the two of them, and all I can tell you is that Jiang Qi was born for Yue Huan."

"Even without me, they are destined to be together."

"So, can you understand?"

If it weren't for the sudden intrusion of the ancient temple, which made this dungeon more difficult, the relationship between Zhuoyue and Xuanqi would only come naturally, and there would be no such involvements at all.

"Born for Yue Huan?"

Wen Mo muttered these words, looking at the flushed eyes of the past life, "What about me?"

"The moment Yu Qingshan Qiqi fell into my arms, my heart fell on her. Every day after I met her, I almost lived for her!"

"The most ridiculous thing is, didn't he personally facilitate the encounter between me and Qiqi? He personally sent Qiqi to me! Why did he take it back when he said it?"

It is because of Wen Mo's devotion to Yue Huan that Yue Jue feels weak when facing Wen Mo.

Looking at the somewhat hysterical Wen Mo right now, he didn't know what to say for a while.

With the word love, how should he decide?

"Obviously he was the one who hurt Qiqi many times, so why was he born for her like fate in the end?"

"Tell me why—!"

He has never hurt Yue Huan, and he has always protected and cherished her since the beginning of acquaintance, why is he not even qualified to come to her side?
Because of a sentence of fate, he was going to hand over Yue Huan to others?

"Does it hurt?"

Xiangsheng sat up straight, suppressed the careless expression on his face, looked at Wen Mo and said word by word: "Then do you know that the heart in Yue Huan's body now belongs to Jiang Qi?"

"--what?"

Both Wen Mo and Yue Jue stared at the past with wide eyes, and Yue Jue's hands began to tremble unnaturally, "What do you mean?"

"Huan'er's heart..."

Looking at Wen Mo with bloodshot eyes, "That day under the city wall, you also saw Yue Huan being stabbed through the heart. How do you think she survived?"

The appearance of Yue Huan covered in blood entered Wen Mo's mind again, and he looked at the past life in disbelief, "Heart, heart... how can the heart be exchanged for others?"

"Then why Jiang Qi, why..."

The past life touched the tip of his nose, bent his straight back, leaned back on the sedan chair, and took the words: "Why didn't you die?"

Wen Mo and Yue Jue pressed their lips tightly, neither said anything, but the way Zhuo Zhuo looked at him said everything.

He coughed lightly, "Because he split his heart in two, gave half to Yue Huan, and gave half of his blood to her. Now they are equivalent to a symbiotic relationship."

"In other words, shared lifespan."

These words are half true and half false.

Things about the void and the polar regions should not be revealed to them.

Wen Mo glanced at Wen Mo, who lowered his head, "There was an accident between Jiang Qi and Yue Huan, which caused the previous misunderstanding. Yue Huan is the one he loves with all his life, and Jiang Qi will never want to Hurt Yuehuan."

"It will never be possible between you and Yue Huan, just let it go—"

The past life knew that his last sentence was cruel, but he had to do it. Wen Mo and them were not in the same world, so there was no benefit in procrastinating.

Wen Mo stood there in a daze, pursed his lips tightly and did not speak.

Ever since he heard the phrase symbiosis, the position of his heart has collapsed...