No second minister

Just how much patience does Xu Borong have to kill him like this.

The waiter was stunned, forgot who he was in his haste, and only found some medicine to heal Xu Borong's wounds.

Xu Borong's complexion was already pale, and if he looked at it from a distance, he would probably be regarded as a corpse.

"I thought you were some kind of loyal person, but it turned out that it was because of your obsession."

This man knows it all.

Xu Borong lowered his eyes, and he had no strength to speak before he moved his hands, nodding in satisfaction at the bloody spot on his arm.

That's how life is...

he thought.

When the pain reached a certain level, he became numb. Excessive blood loss made him feel like he was in an abyss, but one thing was clear.

He could clearly feel the loss of memory.

"You look like this, so I don't know what to do."

"Wu Ming, there are too many things in this wine."

Wuming was taken aback for a moment, and then lightly bandaged Xu Borong.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

"You are very courageous."

"I've lived for more than 20 years, and this is the first time I've seen a shop boy who ignores money but always thinks about other people's horses."

Wuming took off his coat, and as soon as he approached, the smell in Xu Borong's nasal cavity became stronger.

"This is me, but I don't know what went wrong, and I have become a rotting corpse..."

He sighed.

"Yuefeng ran away?"

Xu Borong asked.

Nameless nodded.

"Probably following the smell."

Xu Borong remained silent, not because his body was too weak, although he felt drowsy, he could still maintain his consciousness.

The more persistent.

He just came back to himself suddenly.

A smile appeared on his face unconsciously.

"You are so happy, but I have to tell you that the way of heaven cannot be violated. If Yuezhi really came back to life but it was not because of me, then he disobeyed the way of heaven for the second time, and you and him may never have the chance to meet again."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that Xu Borong had closed his eyes, and he didn't have the energy to speak anymore.

Love is not longing.

As he thought about it, he shivered suddenly, he was in a bad mood, his body had been dead for many days, and he had already lost consciousness, and now he was staying well and was hanging by secret techniques.

It's just that when Xu Borong fell asleep, what he sacrificed was the real obsession of a hundred years, and if he persisted, he would probably not remember Xu Borong again.

"Xu Borong."

Wuming suddenly pushed Xu Borong, but Xu Borong didn't respond, as if he wanted to fall asleep.

He can't die.

Wuming thought, but his subordinates didn't stop their movements because of this, Xu Borong was like a piece of dough, even if he squeezed it wrongly, he couldn't open his eyes.

"Xu Borong!"

"Wake up!"

Wuming felt that he should panic, but there was nothing strange in his heart, as if everything was logical and dictated by the way of heaven, but he also understood that it was all the karma of reincarnation.

"Prince!"

Shisan arrived a bit late, and only glanced at the blood that had soaked the ground black.

"Is it you?"

Fu Shangxintou drew his sword, but stopped when he was about to cut off Wuming's head.

"Why stop, could it be that you have taken a fancy to me?"

Wuming stretched his neck and waited for the opponent's sword to come down, but he couldn't wait.

"I'm not stupid. You healed the prince's injury."

"Stupid or not is up to you to decide?"

he said.

Thirteen didn't talk to him much, leaving only a bag of silver and left.

"What is this for?"

Knowing that Thirteen is Xu Borong's man, Wuming is relieved.

The lonely lamp is cold and rainy, and the night is very cold.

Yue Zhi held his head up, this Qi Ye was also very fast, as soon as his front foot returned to the room, the back foot of his clothes was delivered home.

For some reason, the bright red clothes were very eye-catching in Yue Zhi's eyes, he didn't like this bright and somewhat harsh color.

"It's just a show."

He only thought of himself as a man, and it would always be uncomfortable to wear women's clothes, but in the end, even if it was men's clothes, would he be able to wear them?

impossible.

This answer lingered in my heart for a long time, like a neighing in an empty valley, despair without knowing the source.

There is still something stuck in his heart, blocked, very uncomfortable, but he just can't figure out what makes him so.

Button button ...

Someone knocked on the door, and the candlelight in the room was shining, and he looked at the shadow, which was indescribably familiar.

"Enter."

Qi Ye pushed the door open and entered, and the unknown loss suppressed in Yue Zhi's heart immediately filled his whole heart.

"The clothes seem to have been prepared a long time ago."

Qi Ye's cheeks turned red immediately.

"Ziguanhe has known his sweetheart for a long time."

Yue Zhi sighed.

"You haven't seen this dress yet?"

"It's enough to wear the clothes of my daughter's house once."

Qi Ye frowned, what about her daughter's clothes?

"Isn't this the wedding dress you are going to give to the bride?"

"Why should I prepare the bride's clothes? I prepared this one for myself."

Yue Zhi picked up the clothes and looked around, only then realized that it seemed to be true.

"Qi Ye, you and I have the same body."

The more persistent he was, as if he had discovered something serious, he took off his coat and put on the red dress, and stared at Qi Ye blindly, but the depression just now was thrown away.

Qi Ye didn't explain, the clothes were tailor-made according to Yue Zhi's figure.

"Give me this hair too."

The more persistent.

"it is good."

Qi Ye picked up the green comb, half of his body was reflected in the bronze mirror, he looked at his face more persistently, his hair crown was loosened, and the blue hair hung down.

"Ziguan, give me a word."

He suddenly said, sadness comes from the heart.

"it is good."

Qi Ye thought about it.

"How about Zijin?"

Green Zijin, Youyouwoxin.

"Qi Ye, why did you choose this word for me?"

He was noncommittal, just asked.

He has thought a lot these two days, he has been sleeping for a year, and it is not necessarily his friends who take good care of him day after day.

Qi Ye paused for a moment.

"There is such a person in my memory, who treats me very well."

Yue Zhi went on to say that no matter who this person was, he knew that he could never lose him again.

"The more persistent you are, do you know how difficult it is to please someone?"

Qi Ye also said.

"I... seem to know."

"What if that person is a man?"

"Qiye..."

"I love you more and more."

Yue Zhi was taken aback suddenly, his scalp was numb, and he didn't know what it was like in his heart. He was just looking forward to the appearance of such a person.

I am too hypocritical.

"Sub-crown."

"Ah."

"Leave me alone for a while..."

After all, he and Qi Ye are just strangers, at least as far as he is concerned.

But getting along is a rare comfort.

It's just that he still feels like he's missing something.

Qi Ye smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened, she just tied his hair, then put down the green comb.

It's just that Yue Zhi caught a glimpse of the wedding card on that side, the gold-plated happy words are very beautiful.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally took out his pen.

more persistent...

He read his own name, paused every word, but added two words on the side of the crown.

"Zijin."