Someone always hinders my strategy

Seeing Wanjiao's appearance, Mo Minglan felt that he had read the letter, and the doubts in his heart were confirmed. At this moment, his heart was cold, and he felt that his affection had been wronged, and he was extremely disappointed.

Thanks to him confirming on the Mochiyue Pavilion that the Wanyi in front of him is the one who only has the memory of ten years ago, it turns out...was this a lie to him, or even Wanyi who was ten years ago would reject him?

No matter what kind of answer it was, it made him despair. It was obviously Wan Yao who pulled him out of the abyss of despair, but now it was him who pushed him back into despair.

Unavoidable violence rose in his heart, he sneered, turned and left.

Wan Yan behind him felt that this short period of time was so long. He leaned against the table and shared some of his body's weight with the table. Take a short break.

After Mo Minglan could not see her figure at all, Wan Yan sighed, leaned on the wall and walked to the bed, feeling a little blurred vision, Wan Yao realized that her body had deteriorated further.

He took a deep breath and spread out the letter, wanting to take a closer look to find out what could be proved by him, but he also knew that Mo Minglan must have searched for him many times these days, but in the end he couldn't find it. The evidence came to him, and his performance was so poor...

Wan Yan knew that it was difficult for a person to prove his innocence, so he was almost desperate when he saw the letter. He knew that he could not prove himself, and Mo Minglan thought it was a guilty conscience.

He also knew that the best way was to stand still, and time would prove everything, but what he lacked the most right now was time.

He has no way to prove himself, the only shortcut is Mo Minglan's trust in him, and this trust has turned into suspicion with misunderstanding at this moment.

For a while, Wan Yao felt a little tired. The previous excitement caused by his spiritual need to create good conditions disappeared, leaving only endless exhaustion. He insisted on studying the letter carefully, but The more I read, the more dizzy I became, and finally I had no choice but to put down the letter and collect the quilt.

He needs sleep.

He was thinking about this question until before going to bed, what should he do, he couldn't find a way to prove himself in the letter, so he could only find other ways.

Wanjiao didn't sleep very comfortably that night. Although the quilt was warmer than yesterday's, the complicated thoughts in his mind affected his sleep quality. Logically, many methods are grotesquely infeasible.

He could only helplessly open his eyes.

The sky was not completely bright yet, and it was a little dark, but he couldn't sleep.

The headache was severe and his throat was dry. He supported the bed and stood up, trying to find some water to quench his thirst.

Then he saw a bright red, which vaguely overlapped with many pictures in his mind.

He walked over tremblingly, the former snow-white was replaced by red, the former freshness was only dead, and he witnessed the death of the little fox once again.

Without warning, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Wan Yao's aura quickly weakened, but he picked up the little fox's body without realizing it, and walked towards the outside of the hall.

When he picked it up, Wan Yao realized how much it had suffered during this period of time. The originally light body became much lighter because of the loss of fur. With his ability to study medicine, he could tell that the little fox's fur was It was picked off when it was alive... He couldn't imagine what such a small creature had experienced before it died, and how it wailed the pain on its body, he didn't dare to think about it.

When the left foot stepped out of the entrance of the main hall, a familiar stabbing pain came, and blood flowed out, but it could not stop Wanjiao's footsteps.

He resolutely stepped over the threshold, walked through the corridor, and walked into the courtyard. The chain was really magical, as if it was endlessly long.

He doesn't come to this courtyard very often. He usually sits on the promenade and basks in the sun, but the little fox seems to like running in this courtyard. I always have to hug the little fox to keep warm, so the little fox doesn't often go to the courtyard.

Although the little fox in his arms didn't struggle much, Wan Yao knew that its pair of nimble fox eyes were always staring at the courtyard.

It yearns for freedom, but it is trapped here for Wanjiao, and will not be free until death. The only thing Wanjiao can do now is to bury him in the courtyard where he can see the sky.

At any rate, the sky is boundless freedom, and looking at it can give me some comfort in my heart.

Wan Yao had no tools, so he could only gently put the little fox aside, and dug the soil with his hands. He had no strength, and only with the breath in his heart, he did not stop digging until his hands were covered with blood.

After finally digging a small pit, after holding the little fox in, Wan Yao buried it, and finally formed a small grave.

Wan Yao stared blankly for a long time, intertwined with countless memories, mixed with the parts he hadn't recalled yet, finally couldn't hold on, and fell down.

His whole body was cold when he landed, so when he opened his eyes again, was it time to read the file?Wan Yao thought to himself a little mockingly.

But he was lucky to survive.

"Stop messing around, I've lost, okay?" Mo Minglan's voice came from next to his ear, his eyes were a little blue, and he looked tired.

Wan Yao didn't answer, just stared blankly at the top of the hall, or maybe he was just distracted.

Mo Minglan compromised, why?Because he is dying.

"Hey, drink the medicine, okay?" Mo Minglan picked up a bowl of dark medicine soup, which gave off an extremely unpleasant smell.

Wan Yao lowered her eyes and silently refused.

"Do you want to die?" Mo Minglan was also angry. He is an emperor, how has he ever been disobeyed?But now he couldn't get angry at the person in front of him, "I beg you, don't leave me, okay?" His voice was rarely fragile, which surprised Wanjiao a little.

So he returned: "It's useless." The weakness of his body is due to the lack of internal force. According to the system, his constitution caused him to die if he didn't practice, and the Gu insects sucked his internal force and even life force before. resulting in a debilitating outbreak.

It might be possible to save him if he took out the Gu worms at the beginning, but it had been a long time since he discovered that he was weak, even if he took out the Gu worms, his internal energy would not recover immediately, at least the speed of recovery could not keep up with the speed of his body's weakening.

"How will you know if you don't try? You listen to me and drink the medicine." Mo Minglan was also in a panic, not realizing that he was still the leader of all this before today.

"..." Wan Yan was helpless, even if he knew it was useless, he still wanted to try... He took the medicine and drank it down, so let him rest assured.

The bitterness in his mouth was extremely bitter, but Wan Yao didn't say anything. He hid all the pain in his heart and didn't show it.

"Go to sleep, the imperial doctor said that it's good to sleep after drinking the medicine." After taking the medicine Wan Yao had finished drinking, Mo Minglan covered him with a warm quilt.

Although it was a little uncomfortable to sleep after waking up, Wan Yao also knew that he really needed to rest now, so he closed his eyes obediently.

In a daze, he was still thinking endlessly, during this period of time, did he finish sleeping all his life's sleep?

Seeing Wan Yao fall asleep, Mo Minglan got up and walked to the main hall of the main hall, where the imperial physician was kneeling on the ground.

Seeing Mo Minglan come out, the imperial physicians kowtowed and said one by one: "Your Majesty, forgive me for your incompetence."

"Hmph." Mo Minglan suddenly became angry, "If he can't be cured, don't even want the things around your necks!"

Then Mo Minglan turned around and left regardless of the wailing sound here. After all, he was the emperor, and there were still many things to deal with.

When Wan Yao woke up at night, Mo Minglan hadn't come yet, so he didn't know what to do, so he took a look inside his body, and sure enough, the Gu worm had disappeared.

He didn't know what price Mo Minglan had paid for releasing and removing the Gu worm, and he didn't have the time to think about it. He just thought, since he was still alive, he should plan something.

He doesn't want to see this world again, if he can see the little fox in the next mission, he must stay away, he really doesn't want the little fox to die for him again.

"You're awake." He saw Mo Minglan rushing over, and saw him waking up with a surprised look on his face.

"Hmm." Wan Yan suddenly remembered that there was a Resurrection Pill left in the last mission. Although the system is not there, he still has the system space and can open it.

He counted the time and guessed that he would not last until tomorrow morning, so he took out the soul-returning pill and ate it at the blind spot of Mo Minglan's vision.

"You're tired, go to bed." Hearing this, Mo Minglan happily agreed, as if she didn't expect Wanjiao to say that.

He took off his coat and got into bed, although he really wanted to hug Wan Yao tightly, but he didn't dare to think of Wan Yao's illness, so he just lay down on the side carefully and obediently.

"Heh." Wan Yan chuckled, wrapped his arms around his waist, and fell asleep again.

——It can be regarded as raising your spirits for tomorrow.

The next day when Mo Minglan woke up and looked at the face of the person he loved so much, he was still a little dazed, probably... happiness came too suddenly?

He didn't want to ask Wan Yao if there was any conspiracy, he knew that Wan Yi didn't have much time, if he still doubted Wan Yi in the remaining time, it would be a waste, he cherishes the present more than anyone else.

"Are you awake?" Wan Yan asked, his voice was no longer as weak as before, at least he looked like a normal person now.

"Are you alright?" Mo Minglan held Wanjiao's hand in surprise, it was warm and not cold at all.

"...I want to go out and have a look, is that okay?" Wan Yao didn't answer, but just changed the subject.

Mo Minglan's hand tightened, he thought of the past, but the miracle in front of him made him feel that it doesn't matter if he dies now.

"People can bring more, I don't mind, I just want... to see the outside world again."

Mo Minglan trembled, his mind was full of thoughts, and finally nodded: "Okay."

"Let's just take a stroll in the capital. It's been ten years, and the capital should have changed a lot." Wan Yao suggested that he didn't want to see any scenery, which he had seen in his previous missions, and he was stuck in the He can only see one person and one animal in this palace for more than a month, and now he wants to see more crowded places.

He wanted to see what the world looked like in the world where Mo Minglan proclaimed himself emperor.

The author has something to say:

I went to play Werewolf today, and I came back to post this chapter I wrote a few days ago, and found that the protagonist, like me, can’t play good QVQ