The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

When Han Ziling and Lin Xi rushed over, Ming Yang had already been placed on the bed, his brows were tightly locked, and a thin layer of sweat dripped from his clean forehead, wet the two strands of fine hair that fell on the side.

Sitting on the bed, Mu Beimo held Ming Yang's hand tightly, with a serious look on his brows, and when he saw the two of them coming in, he briefly explained the situation just now.Lin Xi held Ming Yang's wrist, and as soon as she tapped her slender fingertips, her complexion became serious, and she finally sighed.

"How's Yang'er?" Mu Beimo watched Lin Xi's movements closely, hoping that he wouldn't hear anything bad from him.

Lin Xi sighed: "It stands to reason that if you just drink Wangchuan water, even if you regain your memory, it won't be so painful, but Yang'er has a mind-stimulating Gu in his body, and once Yang'er recalls something, the Gu in his body will It will devour Yang'er's memory and instill some things that are contrary to his memory. Perhaps Yang'er's thoughts are too strong, so he feels the pain in his head like tearing. If Yang'er wakes up again, what remains in his brain will be Only the memory instilled in him by the person who was pregnant with the mother's gu before."

Mu Beimo was silent for a moment: "I have heard of the mind-taking Gu. To solve this Gu, one must find the person who planted the Gu, use blood as a lure, and at the same time draw out the mother-child Gu. If the person carrying the mother Gu dies , the child Gu will also die."

"The only way out now is to suppress the activities of Zigu first, and then make plans after bringing back the person who caused the Gu." Lin Xi pondered for a moment, then wrote down the prescription, handed it to Han Ziling, and said, "Ziling, you Go and get these medicines back, take the third decoction and let Yang'er take it, it will relieve the pain, I also added some anti-fetal and nourishing medicines in it, after taking it, it can protect the fetus and nourish the body."

"I understand Master, then I'll go to dispense the medicine first." Han Ziling nodded, and went out with the medicine in his hand.

"Yang'er still doesn't remember me after waking up. It seems that we have to hide our identity from him, so as not to be provoked again." Mu Beimo took Ming Yang's hand, put it on his lips and kissed him lightly.

"That's right, we can only do this first, otherwise if we are stimulated again, the power of the Gu worm may affect the fetus in the womb." Lin Xi nodded in agreement, looking at Ming Yang's slightly pale face, There was pain after meal in my heart, and suddenly I thought of Ming Yin again, and only hated myself for not being able to take good care of their child.

"Father, don't blame yourself too much. It's hard to say what is above the court. Since he was born in the royal family, Yang'er must endure these difficulties. All we can do is escort him and protect him. The rest The way, he has to go by himself." Mu Beimo looked firm, but he couldn't hide his heartache, and instead began to persuade Lin Xi.

"Born in the royal family, you can't help yourself. I really hope that in the next life, you can live in an ordinary family and live a carefree life." Lin Xi sighed, then got up and left the space for Mu Beimo.

Born in the royal family, it is not so easy. Mu Beimo thought of the things he had experienced since he was a child, and the trials he had endured, and suddenly he was glad that Ming Yang had his protection in his life. Such a pure person should not be so innocent. If he is polluted by sinister worldly things, it is good to protect him for the rest of his life.Mu Beimo tightly held Ming Yang's somewhat cold hands, and his once deep eyes were now a little lost in thought. He didn't realize until the person next to him called him softly. It turned out that the servant brought the boiled medicine.

The servants took the medicine: "My lord, let's serve the emperor to take the medicine."

"Leave it alone, I'll do it." As he spoke, he carefully lifted him up and hugged him in his arms. Then Mu Beimo reached out to get the medicine bowl, and the servants at the side hurriedly handed over the medicine. Mu Beimo Mo took it, and pinched the end of the white to transparent jade spoon with his slender fingers to gently stir the thick black medicinal juice, and a strong medicinal smell permeated the room.

The bitter medicine came to Ming Yang's mouth, the unconscious person seemed to be still conscious, his mouth was tightly shut and he refused to take the medicine, his delicate brows were tightly frowned.Mu Beimo had no choice but to know that more than half of the medicine would come out if he fed it directly. He turned his head and glanced at the servants standing aside. The meaning in his eyes was obvious. The servants hurriedly retreated and closed the door consciously.

Everyone left, Mu Beimo took a mouthful of the extremely bitter medicine, and the tip of his tongue was slightly numb, but Mu Beimo didn't even frown, and lowered his head and kissed it. Mu Beimo's lips opened subconsciously, and the thick black medicine juice was fed in smoothly, and then the rest of the medicine was fed in this way.The sleeping person seemed to sense the bitterness in his mouth, and kept smacking his mouth, his delicate face wrinkled in disgust. Then Mu Beimo ordered someone to soak some honey water and bring it up. He lowered his head and licked away the bitterness. , and fed some honey water, the talent fell asleep peacefully.

What the hell is this place?Ming Yang didn't know why he was in the darkness. He turned around and looked around, but found that there was nothing around, and there was a thick fog all over his body, revealing a strange coldness. "Is anyone there? Is there anyone? Brother Beimo?" There was no response to two shouts, there was an empty echo all around, and there was even a strange sound of water droplets. Ming Yang hugged his goosebump-covered arm tightly, When he was in a panic and forced himself to calm down, a bright beam of light shone from afar. Ming Yang reflexively raised his hand to cover his eyes. When he opened his eyes and looked in that direction, there was already a familiar face in front of him. .

"Brother Beimo!" Ming Yang was overjoyed, and walked in that direction involuntarily. He just raised his foot, but found that something was entangled under his foot, and he couldn't move. A cluster of vines tangled his steps.

"Yang'er, come here quickly." The man on the opposite side was dressed in a black robe, his black hair was tied up casually, his handsome outline seemed to emit a soft light, and there was a slight smile in his deep eyes, waiting for his arrival with open arms .

Ming Yang panicked, but the vines under his feet became tighter and tighter, and an ethereal voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"He's not your brother Beimo! He's your father-killing enemy! Forget about him! Forget about him!"

The ethereal voice seemed to shake people's hearts, Ming Yang shook his head in denial, and loudly retorted to the surrounding people: "He is not! He is my brother Beimo! He is brother Beimo!"

However, the voice seemed to ignore him and continued: "Kill him! Kill the regent Mu Beimo! Avenge your parents!"

"No! No! No! I don't want to kill him!" Ming Yang raised his hand to cover his humming head in pain, and suddenly a sharp long sword appeared in his hand, and the long sword moved uncontrollably. Swinging the sword cut off the vines under his feet, but just when Ming Yang happily thought that he was not bound, the long sword in his hand suddenly started to move, and a huge force pulled him towards Mu Beimo's direction.

"No! Don't!" Ming Yang anxiously wanted to control the sword in his hand, but found that he was no match with his own strength. He wanted to throw away the sword, but unexpectedly, the sword stuck to his hand as if it had taken root. Unable to shake it off at all, a huge force struck, and the sword in Ming Yang's hand sank into Mu Beimo's chest in an instant.

"Brother Beimo!" The long sword pierced Mu Beimo's chest, Mingyang's hand trembled, and the sword left his palm. pain.The person in front of him gradually became blurred, and the blood-stained lips moved slightly, "Yang'er, why?"

"Brother Beimo! I didn't kill it, you don't want to die!" Ming Yang endured the pain in his heart and hugged the person in front of him tightly. The blood that was supposed to be warm is now like a piece of ice. Ming Yang cried bitterly to the sky, But the person in his arms gradually turned to ashes, drifting away with the wind, and he couldn't catch it no matter how hard he tried.

Ming Yang closed his eyes in despair, the ethereal voice in his ears continued, but Ming Yang lost consciousness.

"From now on, there will be no one you love, no more Mu Beimo in your world."

[The author has something to say: I'm sorry, it's a bit late because of a personal matter, and thank you for your tickets]

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