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Only then did Master Bai understand why he wanted to get closer to Ayuan, but also wanted to push her away.

At the same time, I felt sympathy and appreciation for this ill-fated young man.

Many people become irritable, irritable, selfish, and hurtful to others when suffering from illness.

Especially with a disease like this, more people choose to get married and have children as soon as possible.

Afraid that no one will pay homage to him after his death, so like Mo Xiujin, he burns his life to do something for the people around him.

And in order to protect his beloved girl, he would rather die alone in a foreign land than let her suffer his miserable fate.

In Master Bai's opinion, this is true bravery and masculinity.

She sighed pitifully and asked, "How can I help you?"

Mo Xiujin stretched out his hand: "The medicine prescribed by the princess has always been effective, but in the past few months, I have become sick more frequently."

Master Bai took his pulse easily. After a while, Master Bai looked at him with eyes full of distress and admiration.

His disease has reached the point where it can kill him if it attacks at any time.

But he was able to endure it all his life by his own will. When many people reach this point, they will choose to commit suicide to escape the pain of illness.

Mo Xiujin could clearly see Master Bai's thoughts and said softly: "I can't die yet. I must pass on the information I found to Prince Ling."

There was another thing he didn't say, he wanted to see Sister Ayuan again.

However, now that I have seen it, it can be considered as one of my wishes before death came true. Next time he gets sick, maybe he won't have such a strong will to resist.

Master Bai took out a small porcelain bottle from the embroidered bag on his waist and handed it to him: "When you feel like you can't control your emotions, take one pill."

"There are not enough medicinal herbs in Northern Xinjiang. I will develop new medicines for you when I return to Daxia."

Mo Xiujin took it, bowed solemnly and thanked her, and choked with sobs: "Excuse me, Master, please take Sister Ayuan away."

Master Bai sighed again, they are really two equally stubborn children!

One would rather die than let the other go, and the other would rather die than leave.

She said helplessly: "It's up to you to persuade her on this point."

When he saw A Yuan coming back while he was talking, Master Bai very considerately left the two young men to speak on their own:

"I'll go take a look around and you guys can have a chat."

A Yuan's eyes were gentle as she looked at Mo Xiujin, who had changed into a green dress, shaved his beard, and combed his hair.

She smiled and said: "Xiao Pan is more energetic than yesterday!"

Mo Xiujin was actually a little shy. In order to meet Sister Ayuan, he got up early to take a shower and cleanse his body. It was not easy to take a shower in Northern Xinjiang.

A Yuan put down the firewood on his back and turned around and entered the cave. Whether it was his expression or attitude, it was as if there was no disagreement between the two.

Moreover, she naturally fetched water, made a fire, and then took some dry herbs she had brought with her and put them in to boil.

Mo Xiujin had been ill for a long time and had become a doctor. The smell of this herbal medicine was a bit strange. It was a type of medicine that he had never been exposed to before.

I couldn't help but ask: "Why does Sister Ayuan need to boil medicine? Are you sick?"

Suddenly their eyes were full of concern. Sister Ayuan and Master Bai wanted to leave Northern Xinjiang quickly. If they got sick, their trip would be delayed and they would suffer on the way.

A Yuan smiled and didn't answer, letting the medicine take its course. She sat next to Mo Xiujin, held his hand and felt his pulse.

Ask him what happened in Youzhou with a smile? Asked if Dongsu was good? How is Cousin Lin Zhong? He also talked about receiving a letter from Guangzhou.

Her voice was as gentle as water, and her eyes were smiling, as if the two of them were not in a cave in a foreign country, but in their hometown in Gwangju.

In the grove outside Shen's house, in the bamboo forest outside the college, hunting hogweed under the river embankment, eating snacks and chatting in Dong Su's cabin...

Mo Xiujin's tense mood at that moment was relieved. Listening to Sister Ayuan whispering about the past, it was like listening to an excellent piece of music, which made people relax unconsciously.

He looked at A Yuan lustfully, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart, even though A Yuan was already engraved there.

But the solitude at this moment was so dreamy, so unreal. He wished that time could stop at this moment, and the two of them would always be in this small cave.

This made him unable to say anything to persuade Sister Ayuan to leave quickly.

After a while, the potion seemed to be ready. Ah Yuan stepped forward, poured it into the bamboo tube he carried with him, and blew it on like drinking tea.

Mo Xiujin suddenly asked nervously: "Is Sister Ayuan sick?"

A Yuan still smiled and didn't answer. When the medicine was no longer too hot, she said, "I heard everything you and Master said."

After taking a sip of the medicine, Mo Xiujin was startled at first, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Sister Ayuan, don't blame me for lying to you yesterday."

A Yuan smiled and said: "I knew at that time that you were lying to me. You would not marry a Tatar!"

She took another sip and continued: "You haven't forgotten that I am actually the daughter of the Luo family, right?"

Mo Xiujin didn't understand what she meant by mentioning this.

He said firmly: "In my heart, Sister Ayuan is Sister Ayuan. It doesn't matter whether you are the daughter of the Cai family or the Luo family."

Moreover, he was the one who destroyed the Luo family, and the Luo family has long since ceased to exist.

A Yuan took another sip of medicine and smiled:

"Me too! It doesn't matter whether Xiao Pan is sick or whether he will get sick again in the future. In my heart, Xiao Pan is Xiao Pan."

Mo Xiujin's heart was shaken, and an emotion that was difficult to express spread from the top of his heart to his limbs, making his pupils shrink and his lips tremble.

But he quickly retorted: "It's different."

A Yuan shook his head and said: "It's all the same! We are all poor people who inherited bad blood."

"The difference is that your bloodline has madness, but mine is more terrifying than madness."

Getting mad will only harm yourself, but for the Luo family, it will harm your loved ones and others.

"You said that your madness should be eradicated in your generation, and I don't think so. Luo's bloodline should also be eradicated in my generation!"

"I heard that some things are passed down from generation to generation. Even if the children you produce are good, there is no guarantee that your grandchildren will produce the same bad seeds as their ancestors."

A Yuanji rarely said such words. Mo Xiujin was stunned when he heard this. At the same time, he felt wary in his heart, always feeling that he had missed something.

Until Sister Ayuan smiled and raised her half-drunk cup of medicine and said with a smile:

"Didn't you ask me what kind of medicine I drank?"

"Xiao Pan, you said you couldn't marry me. You said you wanted me to marry a healthy man and have a pair of children."

"Then let me tell you now, it's impossible!"

"This is a medicine for female sterilization..."

Mo Xiujin rushed to her side and reached out to grab the cup of medicine, but A Yuan had already raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Mo Xiujin shouted like crazy: "Spit it out!" His whole body was shaking, and his eyes were full of pain and pleading.

Sister Ayuan held his hand with a comforting smile in her eyes:

"What a silly little hope. I vomited it out today, but I can still drink it tomorrow!"

"I have prepared my prescription a long time ago. I just want to drink it in front of you to let you know my determination."