Mountains and rivers hand in hand, smile for you

In order not to reveal his identity, Shang Ji had already moved Jing Huan to a small house outside the palace before he left, and sent several people to take good care of her.At this time, Jing Huan was lying quietly on the bed, as if isolated from the world.

Jingshan is surrounded by mist and mist, but things are different.

"Jing Huan." Shang Ji smiled faintly at Jing Huan.

Jing Huan stood in front of him, smiling unreservedly: "Shang Ji!"

"This is Jingshan."

"You remember me?"

"Always remember."

"You lied, you never remember me." Jing Huan bit her lip and said dissatisfied.

Shang Ji smiled lightly: "I will remember it in the future."

"Really?" Thousands of lights flashed in Jing Huan's eyes.

"really."

"Then if you forget me again, I'll drink 'Lost' and never remember you again!"

"After that, let me miss you."

Jing Huan raised his smiling face happily, he slammed into Shang Ji's arms heavily, hugged Shang Ji and smiled.

"Shang Ji, I like you so much."

Shang Ji hugged Jing Huan slightly, and nodded with a smile.

-----------------------

The two lived in the log cabin, and they would go to collect herbs together, and then come back to dry the medicine together. The life was very dull, but very fulfilling. Jing Huan felt that every day was very happy.

"Shang Ji, we've been living here in Jingshan, shall we be together forever?" Jing Huan asked while drying the medicine.

"Okay." Shang Ji was still helping.

"Let's not care about the country, okay?" Jing Huan asked a little cautiously.

Shang Ji obviously paused, just when Jing Huan was disappointed and thought that Shang Ji would refuse, but he didn't expect Shang Ji to still say indifferently: "Okay."

Jing Huan was taken aback, then turned to look at Shang Ji in surprise, and asked uncertainly, "Really?"

"really."

Jing Huan's eyes became hot, tears welled up, Shang Ji raised his hand to caress the corner of Jing Huan's eyes, and smiled softly: "Don't cry, I will feel bad."

"En!" Jing Huan nodded heavily and smiled happily.

If this is a dream, I'd rather never wake up.

Jing Huan on the bed raised the corners of his mouth, tears slid down from the corners of his eyes, crystal clear.

————————————————————————

Shang Ji personally drove the carriage to the other courtyard.

"Here we are, sir." For convenience, Guishou asked Shang Ji to call him sir.

Ghost Hand got out of the carriage and looked around. It was very quiet, except for a courtyard, there were almost no people there. It seemed that this person took good care of the patient, and Ghost Hand secretly praised it.

Gui Shou nodded, letting Shang Ji lead the way.

Shang Ji came to Jing Huan's room with the ghost hand, opened the door, Shang Ji made way for the ghost hand, and the ghost hand walked around him.

When he saw the person on the bed, he was taken aback, how could it be Jing Huan? !

Jing Huan is the apprentice he has taken care of for ten years. He has long stopped treating him as an apprentice. In his heart, Jing Huan is his son. He always thought that Jing Huan was in the palace, but he never thought that he would be here. Still injured? !Seeing Jing Huan lying on the bed had long since lost her former appearance, she felt unlucky.

"Stinky boy!" The ghost hand turned around and grabbed Shang Ji's collar, and said fiercely, "How did he get hurt!"

"Sir, do you know him?" Shang Ji asked suspiciously, without any resistance.

"I asked you how he was injured?" Ghost Hand repeated every word, his eyes seemed to be on fire.He has never lost his mind in front of others like now, but when it comes to Jing Huan, he generally loses his mind.

Shang Ji bowed his head guiltily.

The ghost hand smiled coldly, threw off Shang Ji's collar, and said fiercely: "I knew it was you."

Shang Ji was startled, and looked up at him suspiciously.

Guishou snorted coldly, turned around, felt Jing Huan's pulse and said, "Since it's you, I have no right to blame you. Jing Huan asked for everything." It can be seen from the eyes how important this kid is to Jing Huan's heart. It's only been a month, and the ghost hand understood at that time that Nan Ji is Jing Huan's lifetime calamity.

"What do you mean?" Shang Ji was puzzled, what did Jing Huan ask for?

"It's just that you don't remember." Guishou shook his head, looked at Jing Huan and said, "He's fine, and it's not that he can't wake up, but he doesn't want to wake up. Do you know that?"

Shang Ji was taken aback, even he said that he didn't remember, what exactly did he forget?Why does even an outsider know what kind of relationship he has with Jing Huan?What the hell does he know?When he heard the ghost hand say that Jing Huan didn't want to wake up, he didn't know why.

"I don't know." Shang Ji really didn't know.

"How did you hurt him?"

"Pierce into the abdomen with a knife." Shang Ji is a little scared when he thinks about it now.

"No wonder." Ghost Hand looked at Shang Ji strangely and shook his head.

"What happened to him?" Shang Ji asked anxiously.

"Do you know, kid?" Guishou hesitated for a moment, wondering whether he should say it, but he said anyway, "Jing Huan likes you."

As if struck by lightning, Shang Ji froze on the spot.

Jing Huan likes you...