The breeze is breezy at night, if you have nothing to worry about, it would be a good season of beauty.
Unfortunately…
"Hey..." There was another helpless sigh. I feel that the number of recent sighs seems to have surpassed all previous years! Unexpectedly, the mother of Yeliu was still a capable person with special skills.
Originally, I wanted to wait for Tao'er to wake up and ask her about that "Xuanmen" thing. Who knew that when Tao'er woke up, she didn't even remember anything except for her expression in Xuanmen.
But it's not surprising to think about it, before she passed out, she was hit by Madam Ye's magic trick. There must be something wrong with that thing that caused her to forget what she saw before she passed out!
Madam Ye didn't like Murong Que, but she didn't give him to Madam Murong. This made me feel a little more awed and grateful for Madam Ye.
At least she didn't sell Murong Que to achieve her goal! For this alone, Madam Ye is much better than Madam Na Murong.
It was the sixth night that Murong Yu's soul body had left his body.
Since Na Yi met him in Murong Que's room, he has never appeared again. I don't know if I have given up lobbying me, or have given up the idea of exchanging souls.
I used to hear Rushi and Xuan Cang say that they regained their souls on the seventh day after death. I don't know if Murong Yu hadn't returned to his body after the seventh day, would he really be dead!
"What are you thinking about?" The breeze blew in my ears, causing my long hair to flutter, almost fascinating my eyes.
"That fellow Murongque, I don't know when he can wake up!" I subconsciously said.
Suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the voice just now. It was not Tao'er's voice, to be exact, it was not even a woman's voice.
I was stunned. I turned my head from the window and saw a man in black mysterious clothes, wearing a silver mask, and black hair fluttering. He didn't know when he stood silently behind me.
"You..." Looking at the familiar voice, I opened my mouth and froze in surprise.
That person... Isn't that Murong Que himself!
"Mu, Murongque!" I couldn't believe my eyes, looking at the figure dumbly.
Seeing my stupid look, Murong Que's mouth was slightly upturned, and he walked slowly in front of me, bending over and reaching out to gently pull the loose hair from my forehead behind his ears.
"What? But if I haven't seen you for a few days, you don't recognize me?" Murong Que chuckled lightly, and gently squeezed my cheek with his fingers.
Hands... It's cold!
I stretched out my hand and touched my face, thinking of something in my head, and immediately lowered my eyes to look at Murong Que's feet.
Sure enough... There is no shadow at his feet!
I felt a pain and got up from the seat. Seeing the voice, he shouted: "Murongque!"
Murong Que quickly stood up straight, so that I didn't get my nose crooked.
"Why are you still so surprised?" Murong Que smiled, the corners of his mouth were so gentle that they were not like him.
Since the first time I saw him, he has never been as gentle and easy-going as he is today. For a moment, I doubted whether the Murong Que in front of me was fake!
I stared at him with eyes wide open, looking at him strangely, without moving for a long time.
Murong Que stepped forward and suddenly reached out and took me into his arms.
His arms were also cold, just like every time Xuan Cang took me into his arms.
"Mu... Rong... Que..." I muttered his name, tears bursting out of my eyes for unknown reasons.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched my head, and said softly: "I have not known you soon, and I have to leave for so long! I really feel a little bit reluctant!"
After hearing what he said, my whole body trembled. Immediately stretched out his hand to push him away, and said angrily: "Murongque! I will never let you go like this... You will never die so easily!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand to hold his hand tightly, turned and ran to his room in a hurry.
Murong Que did not speak, but just let me pull it like this.
The two walked through the promenade courtyard and through the rockery attic. It used to be a long way, but this time it seemed to have taken a century.
Finally walked to the door of Murong Que's room. At this time, Chu Lang had disappeared, and he should have gone back to rest!
I slammed the door open, and hurriedly pulled Murong Que into the room.
But when I walked to his bedside, I found that his body was gone!
"Murongque!" I exclaimed, and when I turned my head... I found that the figure I was holding by my hand had disappeared.
I felt anxious and shouted, "Murong Que!"
My body trembled, and I suddenly opened my eyes from the window.
Looking at the dark night outside that was too dense to dissolve, I stretched out my hand and touched my heart, only to realize that it was just a dream.
"It's a dream!" I sighed softly, reached out and rubbed my eyes, only to remember that the shading cloth on my eyes was still there.
Looking down at my right foot, I couldn't help but chuckle. It was really a dream just now! Otherwise... How could my foot run so lightly!
"Hmm..." raised his hands and stretched out sleepy. I moved my body and turned my head, only to realize that the candle light in the room had gone out!
The night breeze was a little noisy, blowing whistling outside.
Feeling cold, I stretched out my hand to close the window.
As soon as I got up from the seat, something fell out of my arms with a cry.
I followed the voice and looked down at the dark ground. Only then did I discover that what I had dropped was the Ganoderma lucidum that I had been hiding in my arms, carefully wrapped in white cloth and red string.
When it was said that this was a ten thousand year Ganoderma lucidum, I thought it was so amazing.
Unexpectedly, I cut small slices before and after and gave them to Murong Yu and Murong Que, but there was no improvement at all.
I looked down at the cloth bag in my hand and wondered: "Is it possible... Is my method wrong?"
"It's better... Use it to make a decoction and try it!" Anyway, it's just a useless Ganoderma lucidum, and keeping it hidden is no way.
It's better to let it go. Maybe it really works
Thinking about this, I took the Ganoderma lucidum and quickly walked out of the room and walked towards the kitchen behind.
At this time, the fire master and the girls in the kitchen had already rested, leaving only a small servant on duty in the guard house.
The young man leaned against the door and window, already asleep, even if I pushed the door in, he didn't react at all.
Instead of waking up the little man, I found a medicine pot by myself, lit a small furnace, and filled the medicine pot with half a pot of water to heat it up.