"Qingyao, what's wrong with you, but you have another nightmare?" Pei Mingche's urgent voice came from the other side. Before going to bed, Ji Qingyao was afraid that the man would move around at night and open the wound again, so she gave him some soft tissue.
Pei Mingche had woken up half an hour ago. He originally wanted to get up and touch Ji Qingyao's face, but then he found that his legs were weak and he felt helpless. He knew that this girl must be angry with him to do this.
Ji Qingyao turned around and saw that although the man was lying down, the concern for her in his eyes was not fake. He recalled the last words the original owner said in the dream when he left: The person in front of you is precious, your destined person is far away, close by. In front of you.
Why did the original owner say such things to herself? She had never thought about finding a man to marry. She had not yet lived a single life. Although she also hoped to have children in the future, that would be a long time later, wasn't it? Now.
Now she just wants to make a little money, live a life with a house and a car, and just be alone.
As for the man who doesn't want to do it now, he won't want to do it until he is thirty anyway. She will do it herself when she is twenty. Although it will attract criticism, it is better than wearing her hair in a girly bun all the time and not getting married.
Pei Mingche lay on the cotton pad and just watched Ji Qingyao's changing expression. He was anxious in his heart but could do nothing. He hadn't seen this girl for several years and her medical skills had improved greatly, but damn he couldn't be happy at all.
"Qingyao, what's wrong with you? You..." Pei Mingche's voice involuntarily had a vibrato, something was wrong with his girl.
Ji Qingyao slowly regained consciousness, stood up, walked to Pei Mingche, took out the silver needle, and pricked a few of his acupuncture points.
"You can move now"
"What?" Pei Mingche had been observing Ji Qingyao and didn't even know how she gave him the injection.
"I'm fine, I just had a nightmare. You can try to see if the strength in your legs has recovered." Ji Qingyao explained kindly for some unknown reason.
After walking out of the cave, under the cover of the moonlight, I looked around the space with my consciousness. It was now one o'clock in the morning, which is what people call the ugly hour.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse. It looks like it will be sunny again tomorrow.
Pei Mingche tried to sit up and leaned against the cave wall, tracing the thin figure with his eyes. He felt boundless loneliness in her body.
Girl, how can I warm your heart.
Ji Qingyao stood for a while, then returned to the cave, checked Pei Mingche's wounds, and put her hand on his forehead. Fortunately, the fever did not continue.
"Just rest, I'm fine. Your wound needs to rest well to heal quickly. If it opens again, it will cause a series of infections. I won't be able to save you by then, so I want to recover as soon as possible, so I don't have a good rest." "Recuperate"
"Qingyao, are you concerned about me?" Pei Mingche stared straight at the girl opposite, wanting to hear an answer from her.
"It's whatever you say. Although I'm not a doctor, I saved your life, and I still hope you recover soon." After Ji Qingyao said that, she lay back on the floor again, leaving only the back of her head for the man.
Seeing that Ji Qingyao didn't want to talk, Pei Mingche knew that there would be no results if he asked further, so he had no choice but to lie down, but his whole body was facing Ji Qingyao's back.
If possible, he would like to hold her in his arms and tell her that I am here for everything.
Since the girl chose to settle in Xiaoxi Village, he would speed up his pace, clear out those who wanted to harm her, and then come back to accompany her.
If it wasn't for the purpose of making himself strong and capable of protecting her, he wouldn't have liked the battlefield. One general's success would lead to thousands of bones being withered. Behind this was the blood and tears of many families.
He doesn't like the court either. It's a place full of intrigues and intrigues. You have to think twice before saying anything. It's really not the way a person should live to feel aggrieved. But every time in spring, there are still so many people who want to be admitted to the imperial examination. , can have a place in the court, sharpen your head and dig in.
In his previous life, he was one of them. It wasn't until Ji Qingyao's head was missing that he realized one thing, even if he had power, there were still things he couldn't protect.
The same goes for the one who sits on the high throne.
In this life, he also pursues power, but his purpose is different. Even if he retires with success, he still needs to have an identity that can shock everyone. He will rewrite her or his fate in the previous life.
Ji Qingyao faced the stone wall. She knew that there was a pair of eyes watching her not far away from behind. She couldn't control what Pei Mingche thought about her now. To be precise, it should be about the original owner.
Now her mind is filled with what the girl in purple said in her dream: We are originally one. Song is not our biological mother, and Ji Xiuwen is not a qualified father. It is a shame for us to be born to her.
