Shi Qingxue was angry at Mo Junyang's evasive attitude and refused to obey, so she snorted at Mo Junyang angrily.
Ignoring Mo Junyang's big hand that wanted to help her up, he said coldly: "Thank you, Prince Mo, for saving her. I won't bother you with the rest of the matter. I'll just walk back by myself."
As he said that, regardless of the pain in his right foot, he stood up forcefully on the ground, kicked his legs casually, and limped down the mountain.
Mo Junyang's expression suddenly turned ugly. He retracted his hand in embarrassment, stood in front of Qingxue again, and said bluntly, "You don't know the road."
The truth.
The little bit of joy that Qingxue had just risen dissipated into nothing, and even greater anger surged into his heart.
She couldn't even show her face, and coldly moved away from Mo Junyang's big hand, "You don't have to worry about it, even if you get lost, it's just a big deal. Even if the Duke of Shi's mansion is not as big as the Prince Rui's family, but We still have enough manpower to find the young lady who disappeared due to fun.
Prince Mo, please help yourself! "
It was obvious that Mo Junyang was alienating Shi Qingxue, but when Qingxue really took back the smile she had given him, his heart still felt stinging.
And this sting turned into heartache when she saw Qingxue's back stubbornly walking forward despite hurting her foot.
All worries were thrown away by him at this moment.
Damn it, he just couldn't bear to see how Qingxue was injured and didn't take care of him.
Mo Junyang strode up to Shi Qingxue. Under her stunned gaze, without saying a word, he picked her up and walked down the mountain without riding a horse.
Unexpectedly, Shi Qingxue fell into Mo Junyang's control, and her little hand subconsciously moved to Mo Junyang's neck.
After a while, she suddenly woke up, quickly retracted her hand, twisted her waist to get out of Mo Junyang's arms, and shouted angrily: "Let me down quickly, I don't want you to hold me, let me down quickly..."
Mo Junyang was extremely strong, and his big hands tightly wrapped around Qingxue's slender waist, nailing the person to his arms.
Shi Qingxue was not one to compromise easily. Even if she couldn't shake Mo Junyang, she would not give up. She even started to break the opponent's hand, never thinking that she would be the one who would suffer if the opponent let go.
"Don't move!" Mo Junyang suddenly spoke in a cold voice, sternly and lowly.
Shi Qingxue suddenly raised her head in shock, and met the man's eyes as deep as the sea, which seemed to contain hidden anger.
She didn't want to trouble him anymore, so why was he still... angry with her
Shi Qingxue felt inexplicably aggrieved in her heart, her struggle strength was weak, and she lowered her head in frustration, thinking: If he likes hugging so much, let him hug her, and she is not the one doing the hard work anyway.
The two of them maintained this posture and walked all the way down the mountain, the atmosphere of silence surrounding them invisibly.
For nearly two quarters of an hour, no one said a word, and Shi Qingxue even kept her head bowed without moving.
Probably even God couldn't bear to see the embarrassment between the two of them. As they were walking, there was a burst of lightning and thunder, which scared Shi Qingxue and shrank into Mo Junyang's arms, but she immediately realized it and her movements were a little stiff.
Big raindrops followed, and after a while, there was a "gushing" sound of rain all around. The raindrops formed a cloth, blocking the sight, and even moving forward became difficult.
There were empty lawns all around, and there was not even a place to hide from the rain. Mo Junyang had no choice but to stop and carry Qingxue on the horse. At the same time, he took off his coat and put it on her head, and asked in a consultative tone: "Yu It’s so big that it won’t be able to stop for a while. I remember there is a cave not far ahead. Let’s go there first to take shelter from the rain, okay?”
Although Shi Qingxue was still angry with Mo Junyang, she would not deliberately contradict him at this time. She only responded in a low voice and handed herself over to Mo Junyang.
The two soon arrived at a low cave on the mountainside, which was only about an arm taller than an adult man. Mo Junyang stretched out his hand and touched the top of the cave. The cave was not deep, and it took about two or three feet to reach the bottom.
Fortunately, there are some hay and dry wood in the cave, so there must be hunters who stay here occasionally.
Mo Junyang left the horse at the entrance of the cave and let Qingxue rest on the haystack while he piled wood and started a fire.
He was accustomed to carrying fire dumplings with him. Although he had no food, he still had the conditions to make a fire to keep warm.
The rain soaked the two of them thoroughly, and even more clearly described Shi Qingxue's graceful and exquisite figure. Mo Junyang glanced at him and turned away hastily, saying calmly: "Bake yourself over the fire and dry your clothes."
Then he carried Shi Qingxue on his back and concentrated on drying his coat, not daring to pay attention to the scene behind him.
The light from the fire swayed quietly in the dim cave, calm and warm.
The two still didn't talk, but the atmosphere was not as awkward as before, but made people feel very comfortable.
At least that's what Shi Qingxue thought.
The firelight was bright and warm, and her body was still wet and sticky, but she felt comfortable and a little tired from the bottom of her heart.
So she leaned against the cave wall without moving, her eyes kept falling on Mo Junyang's broad shoulders, until her eyelids were like lead drops, falling down bit by bit.
She didn't insist and let herself slowly close her eyes.
When Mo Junyang dried his whole body and finally couldn't sit still anymore and turned around, what he saw was Shi Qingxue sleeping with her eyes closed and leaning on the cave wall. The corners of her cold mouth pursed habitually, but then she relaxed. .
He stood up and walked to Shi Qingxue, staring at her cheeks that were flushed by the fire. He couldn't help but smile on his face. He gave up the idea of waking her up and put his dried coat on Shi Qingxue. .
Mo Junyang was stunned as soon as his hand touched Qingxue's wet coat. He touched other parts of Qingxue's clothes and found that they were all wet. In other words, Qingxue had been sitting for so long just now, but she didn't care at all. With the thought of drying myself off, I fell asleep because I was soaked all over.
"What a mess!" Mo Junyang shouted angrily and subconsciously reached out to touch Qingxue's cheek.
Hot and scary.
Only then did Mo Junyang realize that the red light on Qingxue's face was not caused by the fire at all, but from a fever.
Regardless of being angry, he quickly shook the person awake and shouted urgently: "Don't sleep, you have a fever. Change out of your wet clothes first and then bake by the fire."
Shi Qingxue only felt that her head was as heavy as if a big stone had been stuffed into it. Not to mention it was so difficult to open her eyes. She was not even willing to move her fingers. She just made an unhappy "um" sound, and then it disappeared again. movement.
"Change your clothes first, then go to bed after changing your clothes!"
Mo Junyang persevered in helping Shi Qingxue up and not allowing her to abuse him.
"Don't bother me!"
Shi Qingxue was so angry that she slapped Mo Junyang's hand away and curled up against the wall.
Mo Junyang had nothing to do with her, so he had to carefully carry her to the fire and coaxed her softly: "Take off your coat and let it warm up, so you don't catch a cold."
Perhaps the voice was too gentle this time. Although Shi Qingxue's face was still dissatisfied, she was not angry. She just shrank into Mo Junyang's arms and whispered: "I am not!"
"Okay, okay! I'll help you..." Mo Junyang sighed deeply, and gently took off Qingxue's coat, revealing even more wet underwear, and then did not dare to move again.
He hugged her tighter and put a dry coat on Shi Qingxue.
Shi Qingxue felt comfortable, her tight face relaxed, she put her arms around Mo Junyang's waist, and pressed her face against Mo Junyang's chest, like a kitten leaning on a stove to keep warm. .
Mo Junyang stared at Shi Qingxue's red sleeping face for a long time, and finally couldn't help but reached out and gently touched the red cheek, caressing it bit by bit with his rough thumb.
There were bursts of bitterness in his heart, and a pair of dark eyes showed deep pain.
If Shi Qingxue had been awake at this moment, she would have been surprised that Mo Junyang had such a strong emotional reaction.
But she was closing her eyes tightly and did not see or hear the man's heavy and low murmur.
“I thought that as long as you were you, no matter what, it would be okay.
But do you know? How happy was I when I knew you were 'back' too? Even if you, who has the memory of your past life, will hate me, I will still be happy.
It was only then that I realized that I was actually looking forward to your 'coming back' all the time!
Because you are here, my life has meaning.
But now, you are here and you are no longer here, but I don’t know what to do!
If I never get it, I can probably tolerate the loss or replacement. But... lose it after you have gained it..."
Mo Junyang didn't say any more, just closed his eyes and hid all his emotions.
It's like nothing ever happened.
When Qingxue woke up again, it was already the next morning.
She was sleeping on the haystack, covered with Mo Junyang's coat, but Mo Junyang was nowhere to be seen.
"Jun Yang..." She shouted softly, her voice as low as a cat meowing or mumbling to herself.
Mo Junyang, who had excellent hearing, listened attentively. His body suddenly stiffened and he stood up straight. He stared at Shi Qingxue on the haystack with burning eyes and blurted out: "Do you remember?"
Shi Qingxue followed the sound, her eyes lit up, and she shouted in surprise: "Brother Jun Yang!"
Her smile was as bright as a summer flower, as if all the quarrels yesterday did not exist.
But after shouting, she was stunned again, looked at Mo Junyang doubtfully, and asked, "What did I remember?"
Mo Junyang's eyelids twitched, he avoided Shi Qingxue's gaze in embarrassment, and said calmly: "It's nothing, I got distracted."
Shi Qingxue had an exquisite heart with seven orifices. Even without the memory blessing of her previous life, she could understand what Mo Junyang asked after a little thought. With further association, all the previous doubts were answered instantly at this moment.
Her fair little face suddenly turned blue and white, her eyes widened, she stared at Mo Junyang, and asked urgently: "So you did this to me because I forgot what happened over the past year?"
"No!" Mo Junyang denied it hastily, but his expression was stiff, which seemed to indicate that there was no silver in this place.
After Shi Qingxue understood, she was more confused.
She knew that she had forgotten many things, but was she not who she was because she had forgotten