Chapter 4
The setting sun is light and the clouds are calm, and the sunset glows are as beautiful as flames under the brilliance of the setting sun. They are dazzling and radiate bright light, which makes people unable to open their eyes. After walking for an unknown amount of time, Xiao Ling gradually feels that her whole body is getting heavier and heavier. Unable to support the people beside him, Chu Mo accidentally fell to the ground several times.

Chu Mo let out a hiss of pain, and saw that her little face was covered with beads of sweat, and the soft breath sprayed on her face. Although her body was exhausted, she still stubbornly stretched out her hand to wipe her face off. With tears in her eyes, soft eyes, "A Ling, let's go."

Xiao Ling's tears flowed out like a flood that broke a bank, and she couldn't stop it. She hugged Chu Mo's body, but felt that his whole body was scorching hot. The voice that was originally as clear and sweet as an oriole But hoarse like an old woman, "Chu Mo, someone will come to save us!" It seemed to give him confidence, and also to give himself confidence.

Even though Chu Mo was so weak that he had no strength in his whole body, he still tried his best to give her a smile. Even though the smile looked unusually forced, and his lips were dark purple, he still endured the poisonous pain , the veins on his face were exposed, and there seemed to be thousands of tenderness in his eyes, "En."

Xiao Ling felt as if her whole body was exhausted, and she couldn't lift any more strength. She hugged him quietly, and suddenly felt dizzy, and just fell asleep like that.
Yan Chumo withdrew the hand covering her waist, with a cold smile on the corner of her mouth, after all, she lost all strength, her arms drooped powerlessly, and her eyes were filled with desolate tranquility.

The night wiped away the last ray of the setting sun, and the night fell quietly, as if the boundless thick ink was smeared heavily on the sky, without even a ray of light from the stars.

When Xiao Ling woke up, what came into view was the huge palace, and the bloody clothes on her body had disappeared at this time, and she changed into clean clothes, and there was still a furnace of sleeping incense burning in the palace, she struggled Sitting up, the palace maids hurriedly knelt on the ground with panicked expressions on their faces, "Concubine Ling!"

Xiao Ling got out of bed neatly, and didn't care about putting on her shoes. She forgot about the eunuch Gong'e and ran out of the palace in such a fast manner. Wherever she ran, the palace lanterns were lit, illuminating the way she was going. On the road, the pebbles were embedded in the soles of her feet, and she didn't even notice it. She felt the heart jumping into her throat, and she could feel the suffocation less by holding her chest.

Before reaching the dormitory, she stopped abruptly. Looking at the bright yellow figure in front of her, she excitedly stepped forward and hugged the man. It wasn't until she really touched him that she felt alive again.

Chu Mo wiped away the tears from her face, and said softly, "A Ling, I'm still alive, I'm still alive."

Xiao Ling buried her head deeply in his arms, and tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, "Chu Mo, Chu Mo, that's great, you're still alive! I thought."

Chu Mo looked at the shivering woman in his arms, his heart melted like honey, "A Ling, you are not reserved at this time."

However, Xiao Ling raised his soft plain hand and tapped on his chest, muttering, "Chu Mo, you know how to make fun of me!"

But Chu Mo picked her up horizontally, couldn't help kissing her cheek, until he saw the blush on her face, and then walked towards the bedroom, his steps were as light as flying, without a trace of sloppiness.

A furnace of incense was burned in the hall, and the fragrance lingered between the two people's noses, which was very charming.

(End of this chapter)

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