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On the second day, after Jingyu woke up, he heard a report from his family, and someone from the Mo family asked him to discuss important matters. After hearing this, he still had breakfast with Qing'er and the others, and then slowly followed the Mo family disciple who was already sweating to the place where the discussion was going.

As soon as he stepped into the open stone door, he heard Duanmu Rong say in a clear and helpless voice: "Can't you come earlier?" "After living together for four years, she knows a lot of his habits. The person was sent by her, and he was stuck in Jingyu's normal wake-up time on weekdays.

"If you go by yourself, I'll be here early." Where did Jingyu not know this. In addition to Duanmu Rong, the Mo family is Yue'er who can know when he wakes up, and if Yue'er wants to find him, she will definitely go by herself.

"I... I can't leave if there's something. "

Duanmu Rong saw his gaze and quickly turned his head. However, she still gestured to a wounded patient with a lot of bandages on the bed behind her. Next to the bed, there was a basin for washing hands. The faint red liquid indicates that it has just been used to clean the hands and has not had time to change it.

"Okay." Jingyu walked to the side of the bed, looked at the sleeping sledgehammer, and agreed with her reason, "What are you looking for me for?" It's not just looking at this stupid big guy, is it? "

Duanmu Rong glanced at him angrily, "Everyone has something to look for you, but you didn't come early, so everyone went to get busy." She tugged at Jingyu's sleeve, "Let's go out too." He turned and walked out.

After Jingyu walked out of the door, Duanmu Rong got off the mechanism of the stone gate, and instructed a disciple of the Mo family to watch the big hammer nearby. Then, she walked slowly in one direction with Jingyu, who was waiting on the side.

"The sledgehammer went out with two Mo brothers yesterday night, but one of them died, and the other barely escaped back to warn. Later, Xiao Gao went in person to fight back the hidden bat and rescue the sledgehammer. She said, with a sad look on her brow.

Jingyu stopped, took her hand and held it with her own.

"It's not your fault, didn't you save two people?" He comforted softly.

Duanmu Rong didn't break free of his hand this time, stared at him, and nodded silently.

This is a corridor, not a hidden place, but it just happens that there is no one on either side at this time. After a while, there were footsteps and voices again, and Jingyu shrugged helplessly and let go of her hand. The moment Duanmu Rong turned around, the corners of his lips curled slightly.

"Actually, if you don't let go just now, I will let you too." She said.

"Huh?" When Jingyu turned to look at her, he twisted his face to the other side, a little flushed. Jingyu went to take her hand, but she dodged it all at once. The corners of his mouth twitched and he asked, "Why?" "

"Stupid!" Duanmu Rong turned around and glared at him shyly, "I said it just now..."

Jingyu stopped in astonishment. Was there any difference between him and holding her hand now? And why did she say it if she didn't want him to hold his hand? Is it to deliberately regret him?

Duanmu Rong took a few steps forward and turned to look at him in confusion. Jingyu walked over and walked side by side with her again. He carefully looked at her expression this time, and always felt that she was a little different from yesterday... There is a smile on the corner of his mouth that has not disappeared... It's very inconspicuous, though.

"What's wrong with you?" He couldn't help it." Could it be that something is going on...? He originally wanted to use the word 'good thing' to describe it, but he remembered that she had died a Mo family brother before, so he didn't say it.

Duanmu Rong shook his head calmly, and led him all the way to the open platform of the machine. It's a great place to talk, and no one is deliberately close enough to listen. Next to her railing, facing the direction of the mountain, she took a deep breath of fresh morning air.

"It's a little strange that I'm with you and I feel very peaceful." She had never used such a gentle tone towards Jingyu, "I also have a case for your question yesterday, do you want to hear it?" She glanced back at Jingyu.

Standing behind her two steps, Jingyu nodded silently.

Duanmu Rong continued: "I naturally believe that after you become the emperor, you will be able to treat the people of the world well. Still, I have something you need to know, I—" she paused, "I can't stay with you all the time." There are still countless wishes left by the Mo family that have not been fulfilled... You also once told me that as long as we keep working hard, there will always be a day when it will be achieved. I believe in your words and am willing to work hard for this ideal. "

Was that what she was concerned about? Jingyu guessed in his heart, and walked to her side, close to her body. Still didn't say anything, because she didn't finish ... He decided to listen, and then told her once and for all that her concerns were nothing to him.

Duanmu Rong did not refuse such intimacy, "The medical skills that the master cultivated and passed on to me since childhood, I can't just waste it." Moreover, I have the ability to practice medicine and I love to practice medicine... I feel happy watching people get back to health because of my treatment. Jingyu, you can help me build a medical village, near your capital, the closest to the closest place... You can come to me when you have time. "

It took a lot of courage and a long time for her last sentence to come out. The volume became so low that he barely heard it.

In fact, there is still one more concern, and she can't take care of it now.

The death of the Mo family disciple made her realize one thing: she did not regret participating in the great cause of opposing Qin, but she also had the possibility of death. If that were the case, wouldn't she have no chance to speak again? He will never know what she really wants, he must feel sorry, right?

As long as she thought that he would be sad, she didn't want it. She wanted him to know that she actually loved him more than she loved herself. For him, even if he dies, he is willing. It's just that she's a girl after all. It's the first time to face such a thing, how can you really say such a thing?

It can be said that the phrase 'you can come to me when you are free' is her limit.

The mountain breeze slowly blew her blue and black hair, and she lowered her head and waited quietly. I didn't hear his answer for a while, which really made her ashamed and anxious.

Would he not be happy with that, and if so, what should he do? He is such a domineering person, will he give her a mandatory order? Even if he didn't force it, if he asked her, would she really be able to insist on not agreeing? She suddenly found that her resistance to him was really small... A series of thoughts cluttered her brain until he hugged her.

"You can't be smarter than you say I'm stupid." He said with a smile, holding his forehead against her, holding her hands tightly with both hands, "Rong'er, do whatever you want." Just remember that you are my person, protect yourself, and don't get hurt or suffer. "

"So... Is it simple? "

Duanmu Rong couldn't help but look back at him, but found that doing so suddenly made her close to him.

His gaze moved down, and he swallowed as if his throat was thirsty... The voice was so close that she could hear it clearly, and she only felt a stream of boiling blood rushing to her brain with shyness. She was a little dizzy, and she felt his longing again.

Duanmu Rong pursed her lips, and she didn't know where she got a burst of courage... Before closing his eyes, he whispered something that made him feel ashamed every time he thought about it, and raised his chin slightly.

............

"Don't laugh!" Duanmu Rong seemed to want to turn around and scold him, but stopped halfway, and was anxious to know and asked, "Tell me quickly, is what you just said true?" Now that you are the emperor, can I do those things too? "

"If you don't believe it, the emperor and I should be." Jingyu leaned against the fence beside her and said casually.

Duanmu Rong gently pressed a finger on his lips, shook her head slightly, and there was a little pleading in her purple eyes.

Jingyu pulled her hand down, "Okay, the emperor will do it, and he will do what he promises you." He patted the back of her hand gently, and half-jokingly and half-seriously instructed: "So, Duanmu Woman, please relax your life and make yourself happy, okay?" "

"I try." She smiled, like an orchid blooming in the deep valley, showing an ethereal and graceful temperament.

This picture is forever remembered by Jingyu. _

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