Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 646 The Love of Weightlessness in a Pit 122 Meters Deep (6)
A tall man, His Royal Highness, why is this so?
Mo Jiu couldn't figure it out, and didn't have time to think about it.

She withdrew her hand, trying to piece together her scattered consciousness.

"Dong Ji..."

"Huh?" He stared at her without moving his eyes.

"My foot hurts, you pull me up, I'll see how to get out."

"Okay." Song Xi replied, but he tried several times, but he couldn't get up.

Mo Jiu squinted his eyes half-closed and looked at him weakly, unavoidably surprised.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

He shook his head, as if he didn't care, "Help me, I can."

"Oh." Mo Jiu arched his body and used all his strength to support him, but his forehead was sweating, and he still didn't stand up properly to give her strength and warmth as she expected.Helplessly exhaling, he smiled apologetically, his lips trembling with pain and suffering, "I'm sorry Jiu'er, I can't help you, you have to see it yourself."

Mo Jiu slowly looked from his face to his body, "Where is your pain?"

He shook his head again and smiled, "It doesn't hurt, I'm afraid it fell down and caused an old injury, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

Old injury?What stubborn old wounds can a dignified prince have?Mo Jiu took a deep look at him, rubbed his painful ankle, and found that the ankle was more swollen than when he was hit by a beam in the Garden of Thorns last time, as if the bone was dislocated.

She shuffled her feet slowly, sat down against the stone wall, and smiled helplessly.

"I can't go anymore either! We'll talk about it after a break."

"Alright." Song Xi's eyes sparkled, and a childish joy and satisfaction appeared on his face.On the vivid facial features, the smile was as bright as the sun. It seemed that Mo Jiu was happier sitting beside him than being able to escape.

She blinked, "Can you still laugh? We can't get out."

The corners of Dong Ji's lips were still raised, with a kind of childish stupidity, "It's better if you can't get out."

Mo Jiu rubbed her aching and heavy forehead, curled her lips, "You are so heartbroken, if you can't get out, you will starve to death here. And..." She sniffed and looked at Dong Ji slowly, " What do you smell?"

Song Xi frowned for a moment of silence, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Life and death are destiny. If you can't resist, what's the point of dying? Besides, even if you don't die now, you will die when you are old. Death. At that time, there may not be consummation at this moment."

Unexpectedly, as a prince, he could be so indifferent to life and death, Mo Jiu was slightly surprised.Shouldn't such a person have ambitions, wishing to live forever with his empire?And... what the hell is Consummation?

She was confused for a moment, covered her nose, and smiled slightly, "But I don't want to die, I still have a lot of things to do."

Although her tone was very light, the nostalgia in her words could not deceive anyone.

She was reluctant to part with Xiao Liulang, and the love with him that hadn't really started yet.

So much planned, so little done... Don't you regret dying?

Song Xi seemed to know what she wanted to express, the corners of his lips curled up, and he slowly moved over with his body supported, sitting on the stone wall like her, looking at the stone wall in front of him with the dim light of the wind lantern. speech.

The quiet time passes very slowly.

The strange smell filled the nose if there seemed to be nothing, and Mo Jiu's head was a bit big.She clearly felt that with the passage of time, the toxicity of the "Yin-Yang killing" in her body not only did not get rid of it, but actually catalyzed it.But there is no Xiao Liulang here, and no one can treat her, not even the "combination of yin and yang" that is forced upon her when the poison occurs.

Mo Jiu slowly arched his knees, silently pinching his thighs with his fingers.

She didn't let herself hum or lose her mind.

And pain is the best way.

Her small movements are very subtle and careful.Song Xi stared straight ahead, didn't move, didn't say anything, but he saw and felt her struggle and pain, but he didn't know how to comfort her, and even didn't know how to face her...

At this time, her eyes are charming and affectionate, which can easily make people sink.

Unfortunately, the man who made her affectionate and charming was not him.

He has the pride that a man should have, and he doesn't bother to take advantage of others' danger.

After moving his mouth a few times, he finally sighed and pursed his lips tightly, pretending not to see it.

"Liulang!" In the silence, Mo Jiu suddenly called out.

Song Xi was slightly startled, and turned his head to look over.

Her absent-minded gaze was empty and innocent.His lower lip was bitten with deep teeth, as if he had just gone through a long period of suffering, and finally couldn't stand the torment of desire, as if he was about to break out of the cocoon, he stared at him for a moment, the reflection reflected in his eyes. The person is him, and there is infinite attachment in his eyes, every inch of his gaze is caressed gently, like a cluster of ignited flames, burning him into ashes...

(End of this chapter)