Chapter 512 I Let Go (8)

Mu Jiu took Feng Zhuoxi's soft little hand with a smile, and rubbed it in the palm of his hand a few times: "It's still autumn, why are your hands so cold? Your cultivation is really in vain."

Feng Zhuoxi only felt that her throat was congested, so she could only laugh a few times with him, and was led by him to the small pavilion, where the two of them sat down next to each other, with their heads facing the outside, looking at the sky.

Mu Jiu hugged her tightly, and said: "When I'm with you, there are always all kinds of things. My husband has always wanted to be like this. Let's look at the stars and talk with you. Look at the stars, tomorrow will Must be fine weather."

Feng Zhuoxi's throat choked up: "Yes, it should be good weather."

"Why did the voice become like this? Could it be because of the cold?" Mu Jiu couldn't help feeling sad when she heard her voice hoarse.

"What's the matter? With my body, how could I get the wind and cold?" Feng Zhuoxi said slowly, only feeling the warmth and firmness of the chest behind her, which made her almost feel attached.

"It's hard to say, no matter how high your cultivation is, you will still get sick when you should be sick. Tomorrow when you go to Quzhou, you must not be brave. Everything should be based on your body. Don't always fight desperately like you don't want your life. , Remember?" Mu Jiu kneaded her fingers with a soft voice like water.

"Of course, I'm not a brainless person." Feng Zhuoxi couldn't help but said.

"Yeah, none of us are brainless people, but I don't know why, but we have become like this. I don't know whether to hate the puppet face, or to hate that there are always so many fates between me and you." Mu Jiu said with a smile, his tone full of sarcasm.

Feng Zhuoxi didn't speak, just kept silent.

"Take good care of that kid. He's just a child, so we can't blame him. Speaking of which, he didn't do anything wrong, he just made you feel wronged." Mu Jiu said.

Feng Zhuoxi shook her head, thinking to herself, what kind of grievance is this?
It's just life.

A life that can never be predicted.

You think that you can control everything when you are strong, but in fact, emotion is a wild horse that cannot be controlled, and even the strongest person in the world cannot control its direction and changes.

Just like the Heavenly Emperor couldn't keep Murong Yunyi at the beginning, just like they are now, even Feng Zhuoxi wanted to admit his feelings, but he couldn't.

"One day, he will figure it out." Mu Jiu said lightly, "When his health recovers and his cultivation comes back, maybe he will let himself go, and you too."

Feng Zhuoxi's voice was hoarse: "Even if I let it go, it's not the same as before."

"No one can go back to the beginning, but my heart for you will never change. No matter where you are, no matter who you are with, no matter how long you have been through, it will never change."

Feng Zhuoxi's body trembled, knowing that Mu Jiu had deep affection, but every time she heard him say this, she still couldn't help being moved.

"Are you moved by me?" Mu Jiu smiled, and said again: "You know I won't change, if one day, that child figured it out, we..."

Feng Zhuoxi suddenly interrupted him very quickly: "Don't say anything! Don't say anything! Those things are too uncertain! Saying it will only increase people's despair! So, don't say it, and don't be right There is hope. I don't want to..."

"Yeah... what you said is..."

(End of this chapter)

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