"Yes." Xi Li nodded and said, "I used the legendary method of fighting poison with poison to let the poison enter the center of the heart..."
He paused, then shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It seems useless to talk about this now..."
"You also know that what you are talking about is nonsense!" Luo Qingchen rubbed his eyes and slightly moved his eyebrows: "I probably know my own situation, so I don't have much time left?"
"What nonsense!" Feng Sizui gently shook her hand, his low voice seemed a little trembling as he looked at her and said word by word: "I don't allow it..."
"Your Majesty, don't worry..." Yan Xiu continued with thin lips and soft teeth: "I know very well the poison used on Qingchen. The main reason why she had an attack this time was because she was careless and did not take her usual medicine."
"I obviously have more important things to do well!"
"Nonsense!" Feng Sizui Jian's eyes tightened, he looked at her angrily and helplessly and said, "Nothing in this world is more important than you!"
She is someone he cares about so much, how could she put herself in danger because of so-called trivial things!
Seeing his frowning look, Luo Qingchen was very angry. She couldn't help lowering her eyes and said, "I know, I promise I won't forget it in the future."
Probably when he returned to her side again, his life, which was so light at first, suddenly became so important.
Just because she wanted to spend more time with him, more time.
"Don't worry, I will definitely remind you every day!" Although his eyebrows were still frowning tightly, there was a gentleness in his eyes.
Finally, no matter how much time he has left in his life, he wants to be with her all the time.
When she goes to heaven, he goes to heaven; when she goes to hell, he goes to hell.
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In this life, they stayed together much longer than imagined.
The five pills Yan Xiu left behind played a decisive role in prolonging her life in the long term.
A full ten years have passed since I finished eating.
For Feng Sizui during these ten years, he cared about her every minute and every second.
He didn't even sleep much, because he was afraid that if he fell asleep, if she got sick, he wouldn't be by her side for the first time.
It was only ten years, but he cherished it extremely.
But what was supposed to come would eventually come. He had a premonition that she would leave, just as he had a premonition that she would come back.
At three quarters of the night, he hugged her gently, looked at the bright moon outside the window and said softly: "It's the fifteenth day of the year again. Do you still remember that year we agreed to watch the lanterns together?"
She was a little sleepy, and her eyelids fell down little by little. Hearing her voice, he opened his eyes with difficulty and said, "Yeah... time flies so fast..."
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
For the past ten years, he had taken care of her so carefully that he did everything himself, fearing that one accidental attack would cause the toxins in her body to attack.
But even so, he still couldn't keep her.
She was leaving. The two of them probably knew it very well in their hearts, but neither of them said it out loud.
When the evening breeze blows, the air is filled with the faint fragrance of flowers.
She seemed to only be able to hear his somewhat rapid breathing and slightly trembling hands.
For a long time, her eyebrows trembled, and she said very softly: "Don't be sad, I'll go find you."
Her voice was soft, but he heard it.
In an instant, he slowly leaned over, kissed her between the eyebrows, and choked: "Okay..."
Ten years of life and death are so vast, I can’t think of myself and I can’t remember them.
But he is willing to wait for the flowers to bloom on Moshang in the next life. (To be continued)