Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so as not to remember each other.

Early in the morning of the sixth day, Zhao Zixuan got up early and sat in the courtyard surrounded by Dumb and Sayuri. She can't see, but she can hear and smell. In the morning, he did not come back, and in the afternoon, he did not come back. Zhao Zixuan was a little anxious and pushed the mute, "Go and have a look, wait outside the door for the prince to come back, hurry up."

Xiaobaihe stood behind Zhao Zixuan and rubbed her shoulders, "Master, let's go in for lunch. The lord may be back in the afternoon. Seeing that you don't eat, he may have to blame the servant again."

Nodding her head, Zhao Zixuan thought about it too. If Murong Longcheng saw that she didn't eat, she might have said it. After entering the house, Sayuri prepared vegetables for her, obediently eating a little of everything. Recently, her appetite has improved a lot, and she can eat a little more of everything, and she is not as thin as she was a while ago.

After dinner, Xiaobaihe held a reclining chair to let her rest. Zhao Zixuan instructed that Murong Longcheng must call her when she came back.

At sunset, Murong Longcheng came back. Seeing Zhao Zixuan sitting at the table, she stepped forward, and before she could speak, she was already the first to laugh, "You're back?"

Startled, Murong Longcheng squatted beside her and held her warm little hand, "How do you know I'm back?" He reached out and rubbed her face with a smile.

"I heard your footsteps and the smell on your body, Longcheng, why has your voice changed? Are you tired?" Zhao Zixuan grabbed his hand, which was rarely so cold. too slender.

"Well, I'm tired. I want to have a good rest. Zi Xuan, I found a way to let you see again. Allow me to rest for two days. I'll help you in just two days." Murong Longcheng's body slightly Trembling, even with the sound of speaking, Zhao Zixuan raised her hand to touch his face, frowning slightly.

"Longcheng, if I can never see you, I can be with you, that's all, I don't care." The smile on the corner of his mouth was faintly charming.

It was night, and the two slept hugging each other. Zhao Zixuan leaned against Murong Longcheng's arms and frowned. After only six days, why did he become so thin? Why is the temperature on his body so cold? "Longcheng, are you hiding something from me?"

"How could it be? I won't hide it from you, don't worry, I'm just tired recently, I'm really too busy, and when your eyes are healed, I'm going out again, maybe for a longer time. That's how business is done. ." Murong Longcheng hugged Zhao Zixuan even tighter, greedily enjoying her breath.

For the past two days, Murong Longcheng and Zhao Zixuan were inseparable for a moment. The two often sat in the courtyard to bask in the sun, and the snow fell one after another. Murong Longcheng took Zhao Zixuan's hand and stood in the snow, watching her overflowing with joy. With a happy smile, his face was sad for a while, reluctant, reluctant, Zi Xuan, if I'm not here, you have to be good.

The weather after the snow got colder, but the house was still as warm. Murong Longcheng pulled Zhao Zixuan to sit on the bed, "Zixuan, if you feel uncomfortable for a while, tell me, don't force it."

Zhao Zixuan nodded, feeling uneasy in her heart.

Murong Longcheng conveyed his inner strength, little by little, slowly entering Zhao Zixuan's body. Her body was getting hotter and hotter, Zhao Zixuan felt very uncomfortable, and her mind began to drift slowly. Sweat kept flowing out, soaking her whole body. Until the end, Zhao Zixuan couldn't tell what it felt like, except for the heat, it was Thirsty.

As night fell, Zhao Zixuan seemed to be drenched from the water. Fortunately, everything was over. Just as she was about to open her eyes, she was stopped by Murong Longcheng, "Zixuan, within three days, you will Don't open your eyes, so as not to hurt your eyes."

The three-day wait was a long time. Zhao Zixuan always wanted to open her eyes and take a look at her dragon city. She hadn't seen him for too long.

"Zixuan, tomorrow, I'll take you to Chaoxia Mountain,"

"Why are you going there?"

"I want to tell you a secret."

Chaoxia Mountain is shrouded in smoke, full of mystery and weirdness. Murong Longcheng rode on the horse, Zhao Zixuan sat in front of him, the horse did not gallop, but strolled leisurely. Zhao Zixuan felt this piece of freshness and tranquility, although the temperature at this time was very low.

Murong Longcheng took her hand and stood in front of a mountain, "Zixuan, open your eyes, your eyes will be much more comfortable here."

After listening to Murong Longcheng's words, Zhao Zixuan was a little nervous and slowly opened her eyes. The dazzling sunlight made her eyes open a little and then closed them tightly, Murong Longcheng tightened her hand, "It's okay, slowly."

Continue to open slowly, the sun is still dazzling, but it is much better than before, trembling, slowly opening, Zhao Zixuan sees the continuous mountains, the undulating cloud peaks, and when she turns her head, she bumps into Murong Longcheng. The familiar face, holding back her tears, threw herself into his arms, "I saw it, I saw it."

Perhaps excited, Zhao Zixuan could feel Murong Longcheng's body trembling slightly, hugging his body tightly, so thin. Zhao Zixuan pushed him away and looked carefully, "Why, why have you become so thin?"

Murong Longcheng didn't say a word, he stretched out his hand to hold her face, and gently dropped a kiss, blocking what she was about to say. The moment Zhao Zixuan closed his eyes, Murong Longcheng opened them quietly. Looking at her, there was too much helplessness and reluctance in those eyes.

I still remember back then, when you looked back and smiled, you smiled and smiled.

Murong Longcheng looked at Zhao Zixuan who was sleeping, got up and walked to the desk, picked up a pen, still remembered what she said at that time, she would use a special writing method when contacting Ji Tianxiang. Well, Zi Xuan will definitely understand. Under the candlelight, Murong Longcheng's thin voice swayed in the night, and he coughed lightly from time to time, making his face even paler.

It was a rare morning without the sun for a long time. Zhao Zixuan woke up with a smile on the corner of her mouth. God was not kind to her, so she could see everything again. Everything is still as good. With the cold beside him, Murong Longcheng should get up early to go out, get out of bed, get dressed, and go out happily.

When Xiaobaihe saw Zhao Zixuan come out, those bright eyes were no longer as dull as they were a few days ago. They shone brightly. As soon as she saw Xiaobaihe, Zhao Zixuan ran up excitedly, "Little Baihe, where's your lord?"

"Your Highness? Your Highness is out." Sayuri blinked her eyes in confusion, and when Zhao Zixuan turned around, her face instantly became solemn.

After breakfast, Zhao Zixuan had nothing to do. She poked around the room and looked around, but she couldn't stop. She came to the desk, where there were neatly placed pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and a sealed envelope that caught her attention. He was sitting on a chair and opened the envelope. It was a thick layer. When he opened it, he saw that it was all drawn. The name of the person was written on it, all in simplified Chinese characters. Zhao Zixuan was heartbroken. Of course, couldn't help but laugh.

The picture basically says that Murong Longcheng and Zhao Zixuan had never met. At this time, Zhao Zixuan didn't quite understand, just like this one, why Murong Longcheng painted himself so thin, looking at Zhao Zixuan. , there will be blood in the heart.

An ominous premonition pressed into her heart. The more she looked back, the more Zhao Zixuan's heart ached. She saw Mute and Sayuri, and they all had a sad look on their faces, watching her embrace Murong Longcheng, that Mute was not Someone else, it's actually Xiao Ji, what's going on?

Holding the painting, she didn't think much about it. Saying he knew everything, she rushed out the door and met Ji Tianxiang who was walking in. Without thinking too much, she grabbed his arm, "Where's Longcheng, where is Murong Longcheng?" Zhao Zixuan asked. Anxiety and tears in his eyes, seeing Ji Tianxiang's eyes, throbbing, shaking his head, he seemed helpless.

After letting go of his arm, Zhao Zixuan was at a loss, her footsteps faltered, and tears kept pouring out, "Longcheng, Longcheng, come out, you said you won't let me go, come out." On the ground, Zhao Zixuan slumped to the ground, holding the painting in his hand, crying powerless and disappointed.

Sayuri looked at her master, tears could not help flowing, she squatted on the ground and wanted to help her up, "Master, get up, if the lord sees you like this, how can he go at ease, lord, get up, the lord is gone, he's gone."

Xiaobaihe cried no less than Zhao Zixuan. Seeing how weak the prince was in the last few days, how meticulously he took care of the master, seeing the prince crying alone, and seeing the blood gushing out of the prince's continuous coughing, she looked at it all. In his eyes, the lord did not let him say anything, and the lord said that if she is fine, nothing matters.

Zhao Zixuan listened and looked at Xiaobaihe dumbfounded, her tears stopped. She looked at Xiaobaihe and then at Ji Tianxiang who said nothing. A smile suddenly appeared on the corner of her mouth, "Longcheng is gone?" After speaking, Zhao Zixuan was completely exhausted. , and finally fell into a coma.

When she woke up again, Zhao Zixuan didn't know anyone, and she didn't speak anymore. She held the small stack of paintings in her hand, and said "Dragon City, Dragon City" in her mouth. Ji Tianxiang looked distressed and sat in front of her. "Zixuan, Longcheng is not dead, he just doesn't want to see you, he is afraid, in your eyes he is so perfect, he is afraid that you will be sad when you see him now. Zixuan, Longcheng has always been there, Did you miss him? Can I take you to see him?"

Hearing this, Zhao Zixuan's eyes lit up and turned to look at Ji Tianxiang, "Xiao Ji, take me to see him, please, just take a look."

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Chaoxia Mountain is still shrouded in smoke, with layers of mountains, Zhao Zixuan and Ji Tianxiang are riding the same horse, constantly urging him, "Little Ji, hurry up, hurry up."

In the depths of the mountain, the horses could no longer enter. Ji Tianxiang and Zhao Zixuan walked in. The sound of water "rushing" came from a distance, and the increasing humidity made both of them seem damp , A huge waterfall appeared in front of the two of them. Under the waterfall, in a small courtyard, a person was sitting. (To be continued)