Young man, please stay

Chapter 172 I beg your Majesty the Emperor

Su Yupan didn't say anything, and Qin Lang hadn't noticed yet that the sect leader was indeed too bedridden today.

He got up early today and went to find Miss Sumire after he got up.

Now that breakfast is almost here, Zhuo Beibei hasn't shouted Qin Lang's name loudly from next door. Qin Lang feels that something is wrong.

The same goes for Su Yupan. When Qin Lang got up, she also woke up for a while, and then Qin Lang nibbled all over her body, eating away the remaining sleepiness in her, so she got up soon. Bed, when she got up, Zhuo Beibei was sleeping very deeply beside her, and Su Yupan didn't disturb her.

But now it feels like the little girl is sleeping a little too well...?

……

"Beibei, Beibei?"

Qin Lang returned to the room and shouted twice. The little sect leader was lying quietly on the bed with his two small arms tightly pressed against Qin Lang's position, without any reaction.

Qin Lang looked at her again. Uncharacteristically, she was not as naked as usual. Instead, she was wearing the new skirt he bought for her in advance. He immediately thought of this guy's strange behavior before going to bed last night.

……

"Qin Lang, Qin Lang, please help me put it on..."

"Why are you getting dressed so late at night?"

"Hurry up, it's too late... hurry up..."

……

Who can guess the little girl's thoughts accurately, let alone a little girl who is used to being willful.

Qin Lang naturally didn't think much at the time and just helped her put on the skirt.

But now that I think about it, Zhuo Beibei's state at that time seemed completely different from his usual state before going to bed.

Her tone was full of a feeling of being trapped and trying hard to make Qin Lang hear every word of hers. There was obviously a serious anxiety in her sleepy urging.

just like…

If she doesn't put on her favorite little skirt Qin Lang bought her, it seems like there will be no chance...

……

"Beibei...Beibei!"

In an instant, a very uneasy guess flashed through Qin Lang's mind like a bolt of lightning. He couldn't help but grab Zhuo Beibei's slender shoulders and shake her petite body vigorously.

"Beibei, are you awake? Beibei, don't... Sect Master... Sect Master, can you talk to me? Sect Master, Sect..."

"Qin Lang."

Su Yupan, who was following behind him, had already realized the seriousness of the matter. He called Qin Lang solemnly, which made Qin Lang calm down for a while. Then he didn't care about anything else, sat on the edge of the bed, and fell asleep. He took Zhuo Beibei's wrist and took his pulse with his eyebrows furrowed.

"..."

"How is it? What on earth is she..."

"she…"

Su Yupan took a deep breath, slowly let go of his jade hand, and stared at Zhuo Beibei's little face with a complicated expression:

"She...should not wake up again in a short time..."

Qin Lang's heart skipped a beat:

"Is it because of her injury?"

"Um…"

"Then when will she wake up? How short a time is?"

"this…"

Su Yupan shook her head slowly. She didn't know these two questions.

"..."

"Qin Lang, but don't worry, you should also know that her injury is just like this, there is nothing we can do..."

"Well...well, I know, I know..."

It was precisely because Qin Lang knew that he felt a little powerless.

……

[...Qin Lang, if I fall into deep sleep in the future, ten or twenty years later, what do you think...]

[...Boy, after I fall asleep in the future, you better not wait for me...]

……

Those things about her that Qin Lang didn't pay much attention to, or didn't want to take to heart, now suddenly appeared in Qin Lang's mind.

Because of the injuries Mu Xuanli caused to her, Zhuo Beibei would fall into an unknown sleep from time to time throughout her long life, and change her body size.

Qin Lang already knew this.

But this moment came too suddenly.

"..."

Qin Lang, who looked slightly dull, lay on the bedside in a daze, holding Zhuo Beibei's still warm and soft little hand in his palm, his eyes were a little out of focus, and he murmured a few final calls to her. After the sound, all he could do was take a deep breath like Su Yupan.

Su Yupan and Gu Jin stood by the bed, looking at Qin Lang's confused look. They both felt uncomfortable. Just as they were thinking about how to persuade him, there was a knock on the door.

Dong-dong-dong - "Who?" Su Yinping frowned.

"Sir, breakfast has been delivered."

"Oh…"

No one is in the mood to have breakfast right now, because the person who should be thinking the most is now falling into a deep sleep that I don't know how long it will last.

But after everything was delivered, Gu Jin took a few bowls of sweet porridge and put them on the table.

"Qin Lang."

Miss Sumire, who didn't know how to comfort her boyfriend, could only stretch out her hands and kiss his clothes with the tips of her fingers:

"Why don't you...eat something first."

Qin Lang turned his head stiffly and looked at the girl whose eyebrows were full of worry and whose eyes reflected his own appearance. The corners of his lips slowly curved up. He looked at Su Yupan again, and his voice suddenly sounded hoarse. :

"Well, let's go together."

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It was a very quiet breakfast.

The sweet jujube and polenta porridge is tasteless to almost everyone.

Qin Lang mechanically repeated the swallowing action of spoonful after spoonful, but more and more familiar scenes flashed through his heart.

……

【…You want to take me with you? Why? …]

[...But that was five years, or even ten or twenty years...]

[...Boy, are you stupid? The more you act like this, the more uncomfortable I will feel. Do you know...]

【…You like Nan Lingyue, right? Just wait for me to fall asleep one day. If you are reluctant to let me go, you can still ask her to accompany you instead of me...]

[...Qin Lang, next time I wake up from a deep sleep, my personality may be very bad...]

……

Unknowingly, it turned out that I had already talked so much with her, had so many fights, and experienced so many ordinary worlds...

Many things can only be appreciated when they are lost.

Of course, Qin Lang actually cherished the days he spent with Zhuo Beibei.

However, because her existence has become a matter of course in Qin Lang's life, when her voice suddenly disappears from around him, her warmth disappears from his arms, and her sweet fragrance disappears from the tip of his nose, Qin Lang will Extremely panicked.

Strictly speaking, Zhuo Beibei was not "lost" from Qin Lang.

She just fell asleep and would wake up.

But when the deadline of five years to start was really placed in front of him, Qin Lang realized how long the next time without Zhuo Beibei would be.

Thinking of how many times she had warned him angrily about how bad her character would be after she woke up and how bad she would be to Qin Lang, Qin Lang now wished that these "prophecies" could be like her falling asleep now. Make it happen sooner.

But this is obviously unrealistic.

unless…

The injuries she sustained could be healed.

Thinking of this, Qin Lang stopped holding the spoon in his hand and looked towards the distant west outside the window.

You say that to untie a bell, you must tie the bell. If I want to cure Zhuo Beibei's injury, I wonder if it's possible to find senior sister Mu Xuanli...

But the problem is, the senior sister has closed the mountain gate in seclusion, and Qin Lang can't return to Tianshan now...

"Qin Lang, don't be too stubborn. Regarding Sect Master Zhuo, I can arrange for someone to send her to the capital, or I can notify Tianhe Sect to take her back... You decide?"

"..."

Su Yupan's voice fell into his ears. Qin Lang looked away and then looked at Su Yupan:

"Beibei's injury, what can you do?"

"I?"

Su Yupan's eyes were filled with confusion:

"Her injury is not an ordinary injury, I..."

"..."

Seeing Su Yupan's hesitation, Qin Lang seemed to see a glimmer of hope. After continuing to stare at Su Yupan for a while, he finally stood up suddenly, lowered his head, and hugged Su Yupan with both fists:

"Qin please kindly ask our Emperor, Your Majesty, to give you some advice!"

"Eh?!"

Su Yupan's apricot eyes widened.

"Cough cough cough! Cough cough..."

Girl Sumire, who was still sipping the porridge, counting the depth in the bowl, and wondering if she should leave some extra porridge for her boyfriend, was choked and coughed repeatedly.

(End of this chapter)