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Chapter 227: I'm Not Afraid To Start Again (7)
She looked at me with a half-smile: "You want to thank me, don't you? If you know, you must also love your Mr. Mu and don't want to wake him up."

I nodded, looked directly at her teasing eyes, and said: "Yes, if I interrupted his rare rest because I woke up, I would be really disturbed, so, Fang Qi, thank you for your thoughtfulness. "

She was stunned, then laughed for a while and said, "You...you are so clear and magnanimous that you hate it, but you don't have those problems that have lost your charm due to being too magnanimous, and you are still tender and soft everywhere. Even making fun of you makes me feel ridiculous, now I understand better why Yingjie among these people is so desperately thinking about you..."

"I wish to have the one-hearted person, and the white head will not be separated." I turned my head and smiled at her, "I don't need that much, and I don't deserve that much love. I only have my heart, and I wish to get his heart. That's enough. carry on."

Fang Qi nodded thoughtfully, and sighed: "This wish is so simple, yet so difficult!"

I smiled silently, stopped talking about this topic, and asked her: "You said that Mu Xin took care of the aftermath of Xiyin...what's wrong with her?"

"What can I do?" Fang Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression angry: "She won't die, the scissors didn't hit the vital point at all, and the blood flowed a lot, but it wasn't fatal. Mu Xin was worried that day, and then went to Qin Xinguan, arrived in time, so she is fine."

I smiled wryly, "It's a good thing she's fine, otherwise I..."

Holding the mattress under his palms bitterly, Fang Qi frowned and said: "This girl is really deep in the city. At the beginning when your master asked you all night, although she talked a lot, she actually hid the most important point. It's also a coincidence that your master was concerned about your whereabouts, so she couldn't ask further. She said that Feng Qianzi was able to plot against you because of her help. The means of this help, but she didn't ask clearly, caused you to suffer this... What a disaster."

"So I underestimate her," I shook my head, "I don't know how many times she told me not to reveal the secret in private, and pressed her will firmly in her heart, so that she could resist the master's attack in the overnight dream." Heart-pounding, I really admire her, seeing that she can't kill me, she is so crazy that she wants to die with me."

"To die together..." Fang Qi hissed between his teeth, "Is she worthy?" Suddenly awakened, he said pleasantly, "Your memory has recovered?"

I nodded, got up and got out of bed, and said lightly: "I think He Lanyou lied to me again, hmph, they all have good tricks, you come to the Purple Soul Orb, I will seal the memory, and you think I am something?"

Thinking of the Purple Soul Bead, he suddenly thought of something, and wondered: "Since the Purple Soul Bead has the same fate, how come Xiyin has been ill for so long, but I am as strong as before?"

Fang Qi said: "When you were in a coma, I also asked your master. He guessed that maybe the purple soul bead was restrained by the same life, just referring to the external force injury, or that Xiyin's disease was caused by the Shanzhuang's enchanting technique, and Your martial arts also come from the villa, the power of the same source, so it can't be hurt?"

I frowned, and said: "I don't like being ruled by others and sent by others. This restriction will naturally be lifted, but there is no need to rush it."

As he spoke, he lightly put on his coat, and went to the outside room, his soft shoes stepped on the thick Persian carpet, without making a sound, turned around a screen with eight mother-of-pearl flowers and plants, and saw a lamp shining on several couches, Mu Xin On the cross-legged couch, the back of the head supported by the hand.

Hearing his breathing evenly, he must have been extremely tired, and finally fell asleep while waiting.

I walked up a few steps quietly, and stood by his side, looking at his silently sleeping profile with his chin resting on his back, a ray of yellowish light shone on his face, reflecting his thick long eyelashes like crow wings, And the eyebrows that were still slightly frowned in sleep, in Tsinghua Yugui's wind and spirit, but slightly haggard.

A volume of books fell on his knees, flipping gently with the wind that slipped in through the unclosed window sash, and my eyes were fixed on the title of the volume.

"Zhuangzi's Happy Journey".

Happy travels, free and easy, unfortunately, life is rare.

If the heart is at ease, even if it is in a square inch, it will be broad and wide; if the heart is fettered, it will be restrained even if it is in the width of the world.

I stared at him, and suddenly felt a little sad in my heart. The son of gold and jade in the Marquis' mansion, the descendant of the founding hero and wealthy family, should have been surrounded by jewels and greenery in the mansion, enjoying all the glory, but because of falling in love with me, the young man left home and wandered. And in order to stay with me forever, I have gone through so many ups and downs that are innumerable. Such hard work, constant injuries, worries and fears have made this bright and flawless youth like the bright moon look like vicissitudes early.

I really owe him a lot.

Fang Qi came out on tiptoe, saw that I was in a daze, and asked me with gestures, I came back to my senses, forced a smile at her, stepped forward quietly, with a flick of my sleeve, I touched Mu Xin's sleeping point.

After helping him to sleep well, he took out the quilt and covered him, and then pulled Fang Qi out.

She looked at me in surprise and asked, "What are you doing?"

I looked at her strangely: "Let him sleep."

Fang Qi's eyes widened, and he gasped, "You tap his sleeping point to let him sleep? Do you know how long he waited for you to wake up? Do you know how many ancient books and folk remedies he searched for to solve the purple soul bead? Do you know that he is always by your side no matter how persuasive you are? You knock him down without saying a word? You don’t want to surprise him? You don’t want to tell him your heart? You just I'm not afraid that when he wakes up..."

"He won't," I cut off Fang Qi, and said lightly: "Compared with surprise, what he needs now is sleep."

"But you are too cruel..." Fang Qi's accusation was not over yet, and I had already stopped her.

"I will always be here," I looked into Fang Qi's eyes, and said word by word: "I will always be here, as long as he opens his eyes, he can see me and hear me, so, see me sooner." There will be no difference between seeing at the moment and seeing at the moment, telling at the moment earlier and telling at the moment later.”

That night was a good moon, round and smooth, with a fine silver, and even the roof tiles were coated with a layer of silver frost, which looked clear and clean.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus floats, and the middle-aged people want to get drunk.

Lying under the bright moon and the breeze, I took a big jar of wine, took a picture of the bright moon, and chanted: "The bright moon is easy to be low, and people are easy to scatter. It is more important to drink wine when you come back. Come, and drink it up." Wine, let me have fun at this moment."

(End of this chapter)