[Langya List] Picking new mulberries on Moshang

?Chapter 39

Lin Shu didn't even know how he got here these days.

He only knew that he was holding his little girl covered in blood that day, and felt that all his efforts seemed meaningless at that moment.

The fierce cold wind in Meiling and the snowflakes all over the sky are like a grand funeral. Seventy thousand heroic souls and Lin Shu's innocence were buried here in the last life, but in this life, his little girl and his Bury your whole bloody heart?

Exhausting all his strength to support himself not to fall, Lin Shu thought, how could that be, how could he allow it?

But the military doctor said: "Although the princess's heart is blocked by the jade pendant, it has not been completely cut off by the flow arrow, but due to excessive blood loss, he has not been treated in time. Even if he is hanging on the last breath of the medicine stone now, it is only a matter of time, and he can count it all." The passage of time. Please young commander-in-chief make preparations early, mourning and changing."

What preparations, what mourning?

His little girl is not dead, she will be fine, and will wait for him to marry her, how could something happen to her?And how could he let her have trouble?

He sent people to hurry up and invite Old Pavilion Master Lin and Lin Chen. He knew that they were the only two in the world who could save Nihuang.

Can save him too.

How difficult is the time?

For more than ten years as Mei Changsu, he has been tormented in the flames of hatred every day, and he should understand it better than anyone else.

But now, it made him refresh his perception of time once again.

Almost every step of time, every moment that passed, his heart was like being cut off by a sharp knife.

He wanted old pavilion master Lin to come soon to rescue Nihuang, but he was also afraid that his arrival would be just another push, making him fall into the abyss of hell.

In the end, he even felt that it would be nice if time stayed at this moment.

Lin Shu smiled as he touched his little girl's soft cheeks that were cold but with a trace of warmth on the bed, and felt her vague breath lingering around his fingertips.

Like a desolate and coquettish manjusawa flower blooming in hell and Huangquan, with despair and fear, it captivates people's hearts and souls.

Lin Shu felt that this was actually good, at least his little girl was still alive, living by his side.

He didn't even ask her to talk to her, smile at him, as long as she was alive and beside him, it was enough for him to see her and touch her every day.

But the human heart is greedy after all...

"We don't know if this is a shark pearl that can life and death human flesh and bones."

The lingering halo is like a bright blue bead containing the entire sea, quietly exuding its own brilliance in Lin Chen's palm.

"But it is a fact that it contains powerful power. Whether Nihuang can wake up now depends on it. If it fails..."

Lin Chen didn't say the rest.

Lin Shu looked at this extremely familiar bead expressionlessly, and asked hoarsely for a long time, "Is there any other way?"

"Have."

Lin Chen looked at his friend who had become thin and tall in just a few days, and sighed softly, "I can let Nihuang hold her last breath, but she will always be a living dead."

Lin Shu remained expressionless, as if everything could no longer stir up waves in his heart.

Lin Chen sighed again, he felt that his sighs today almost caught up to a year.

"Which one do you choose?"

Which one to choose?

Lin Shu also asked himself this way?

Whether to risk losing his little girl to get a talking and laughing Nihuang; or just like this, it doesn't matter if she is a living dead as long as she can live.

Obviously, I haven't thought about it long ago, why do I still hesitate?

"Use shark beads..."

But how could she, who was so proud like a little phoenix, be willing to be a living dead who could only lie on the bed and couldn't even say a word?

So be it……

Lin Shu blinked, forcing back the surging tears, no matter what, he would never leave his little girl alone again, he will follow her forever.

Maybe God is not willing to accept a cruel and scheming young man in front of him for nothing to plot against him. All in all, Nihuang woke up.

It was the Nihuang who could talk to him and smile at him, the living Nihuang, not the Nihuang lying on the bed as if she would leave him in the next moment...

The girl leaning on the bed heard the messy footsteps coming from outside the tent, looked up and saw the eager and thin face of the young man, with exhaustion and surprise that could not be concealed, and a hint of caution.

Nihuang smiled, like the first plum blossom blooming in early spring, especially with the imprint left by the frost, but it was so full of vitality.

"Brother Lin Shu, do you think about Nihuang?"

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☆, extra chapter

?Forgetting and remembering

"Now can you tell me that story?"

The peach blossoms are shining like brocades, but they still can't hide the radiance of the young girl under the tree.

Nihuang leaned against the hundreds-year-old tree, and with her slender hands, she gently combed the young man's forehead hair that was fluttering in the spring breeze, so that it would not disturb the young man's "elegant spirit".

Feeling the girl's warm fingertips wandering on the forehead, looking at the colorful ribbons on the tree, the boy squinted his eyes, and the scattered spots of light hit the boy's face, making the shadows clear.

"It's hard for you to remember... Actually, that's not a good story..." The boy grabbed the girl's fingertips and gently placed them on her cheeks. The indescribable warmth made the boy's voice even more lazy.

"That family was originally a young couple, and they were very affectionate. They lived in the southeast corner of Langya Mountain at that time, and the peach tree behind us was planted by their own hands when they got married at that time, as a witness their love."

The clear and bright voice of the young man is actually not suitable for telling these lingering stories, but I don't know if it is affected by the scorching and gorgeous environment, or if it is because Xi Shi is in the eye of the beholder, all in all, Nihuang listens very seriously.

"It's just that the good times didn't last long. Before the little sapling that symbolized their love grew into a towering tree, the man was arrested and enlisted in the army to resist the barbarians who invaded at that time. I don't think I will talk about you in the following story. You guessed it too..."

Nihuang indeed guessed it, "Since you said earlier that this is not a good story, maybe something happened to the boy?"

The girl's voice was as clear as a stream passing by flowers and plants, but at this time there was a trace of compassion.

"Well, that man is an ordinary person. Swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and he will never show mercy to him just because he has a wife who loves him like a treasure..."

"And then? How is that... woman?"

Nihuang looked at the young man who was still as cold as snow on a mountain, her voice trembled a little.

Tightening the catkin in his hands, Lin Shu looked at Nihuang with a sad face, his eyes that were as cold as ice just now melted into ice at this moment, and sighed softly, "That woman killed herself in front of this peach tree, Use your own life to mourn and protect their love..."

"So this peach tree is blooming so well?"

Nihuang looked up and saw that this peach tree, soaked in time and blood and growing in love, stretched thick branches and bloomed more beautiful and young flowers than those nearby, rustling in the wind , It rained peach blossoms on their heads, like a weeping.

"Later, countless lovers tied love ribbons on this tree, hoping that this couple could bless them for a lifetime of peace and happiness."

The young man's clear voice rang in his ears, pulling Nihuang back from the sad and beautiful elegy.

Nihuang looked at the squinting boy who seemed to be asleep, and said softly: "So you lied to me at that time?"

"It can't be considered a lie, can it? After all, it is also a prayer belt, right?"

The boy said lazily, with an undisguised rogue.

The girl shook her head with a chuckle, secretly scolding the boy for being cunning.

But seeing the drowsy face of the boy, she moved her position slightly so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Lin Shu closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a sweet dream.

In fact, there is one more thing he didn't tell Nihuang.

Those peach trees were also planted by those couples later on. As long as there is love, it has almost become a custom to plant a peach tree.

The former symbolizes the longevity of love, while the latter represents the loyalty of love.

But he didn't want him to plant this peach tree with Nihuang.

Because, if one day he really dies on the battlefield like that man, then he is absolutely unwilling to let his Nihuang embrace their love and die with him in despair and pain.

He even hoped that she would have a good home in the future, even at the cost of forgetting him...

As long as she can live well, live happily and safely, forgetting and remembering won't be so important...

Even if he really cares...