The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

"Brother Mo, this is the elixir that can heal your injuries. Open your mouth, ah~" Zhu Ling'er smiled slightly, trying to make her smile less forced.

Since Leng Youshuang came last time, they have been working on healing Mo Lin's injuries first, and other things will be discussed after Mo Lin recovers.

After Leng Youshuang came, Zhu Ling'er also thought a lot. She knew that she was wrong, but she had never had the courage to take the right path.

She was extremely scared, but this fear would never end as long as Mo Lin did not recover his memory.

She seemed to have trapped herself in a maze that she could never get out of. , repeating over and over again, endlessly.

But now, she has to take the first step out of the maze.

"Okay, thank you Ling'er." Mo Lin obediently opened his mouth and ate the elixir on Zhu Ling'er's fingertips.

Speaking of which, it's a bit strange recently. Since the girl named Leng Youshuang came, the relationship between Mo Lin and these two has become a bit unnatural.

When Bai Zhirou and Zhu Ling'er wanted to show him some intimate behavior, the girl named Leng Youshuang would look at them with a smile, but Mo Lin always felt that there was a hint of sarcasm in her smile.

At first, Mo Lin thought that Leng Youshuang was mocking his two-timing behavior, but later Mo Lin found that the target of Leng Youshuang's mockery was Zhu Ling'er and Bai Zhirou, which puzzled him.

Moreover, Leng Youshuang's eyes would occasionally look at him, and the same deep love that Ling'er and Xiao Rou'er had... But Leng Youshuang concealed it very well, and Mo Lin just wondered if he had seen it wrong.

Zhu Ling'er has been doing nothing these days, and has been refining medicine. The medicinal materials seem to be provided by Leng Youshuang.

Mo Lin wanted to pay Leng Youshuang for the medicinal materials, but was rejected by Leng Youshuang. Ling'er also pulled Mo Lin and said that she should worry about such things.

"Ling'er, my body is much better now. It's okay if you don't work so hard." Zhu Ling'er has been working almost non-stop these days to refine medicine. She will feed him the pills as soon as she refines them.

It is also thanks to the high-intensity spiritual power control that Zhu Ling'er has now broken through to the Saint Realm through the refining of medicines in the past few days.

However, these pills are indeed very effective. Mo Lin feels that the medicine of this pill is very powerful. The injured tendons and veins have been repaired by the medicine, and even become tougher than before. His body seems to be healed soon.

"A lot better, but not completely healed, right? Brother Mo, be good. Let's heal your injuries first. Before... it was actually my fault." Zhu Ling'er lowered her head slightly and said slowly.

"Blame you, blame you for what?" Mo Lin asked curiously.

"No, it's nothing. Brother Mo, rest assured to recover. After your body recovers, we will think about ways to restore your memory together." Zhu Ling'er gently stroked Mo Lin's face and said with a complicated expression.

"Okay, Ling'er, I'll listen to you, but have Xiao Rou'er and the girl named Leng Youshuang gone home?" The two disappeared early this morning.

"They went to the town to buy things and will be back soon." Zhu Ling'er sat next to Mo Lin and said with a smile.

The healing pills Zhu Ling'er made these days almost used up all the precious herbs Leng Youshuang brought. They have to find some new herbs. Zhu Ling'er estimated that according to Mo Lin's condition, he should be cured soon, but just in case, they still need to prepare more.

"Is that so? They really worked hard. Xiao Rou'er is fine... Why is that girl named Leng Youshuang also busying around for my affairs? Did I know her before I lost my memory?" Mo Lin nodded and said a little embarrassedly.

"Yes, Brother Mo forgot that she is also my good sister like Sister Zhirou. She has met your Brother Mo before and she admires you very much." Zhu Ling'er rubbed Mo Lin's head and hugged him in his arms.

"What does she admire me for? Have I done anything worthy of admiration before?" Mo Lin was very curious about his past.

"Uh... this, you can ask her later, she will tell you." Zhu Ling'er smiled secretly, and threw this difficult problem to Leng Youshuang. When Leng Youshuang couldn't tell the truth, Zhu Ling'er was very curious about how she would make it up.

"Okay then." Mo Lin smiled helplessly. Both Ling'er and Xiao Rou'er were very secretive about their past, which made Mo Lin even more curious about what he had done to make these two beautiful girls like him wholeheartedly.

"Brother Mo... will you blame Ling'er?" Zhu Ling'er suddenly asked softly.

"Blame you? Why should I blame you, Ling'er?" Mo Lin's voiceasked a little dully.

"No, it's nothing, don't take it to heart, Brother Mo." Zhu Ling'er chuckled, "Come on, Brother Mo, take a nap. It will take some time for the medicine to dissipate. After a nap, your body will be much better."

Zhu Ling'er gently rested Mo Lin's head on her thighs and gently stroked Mo Lin's soft black hair.

"Well... okay." Mo Lin rested his head on Zhu Ling'er's soft thighs and slowly closed his eyes.

"Go to sleep, Brother Mo, I'll sing for you." Zhu Ling'er's face was very gentle, and her eyes were soft as she looked at Mo Lin's somewhat confused look with his eyes closed, and her heart seemed to have overturned a honey pot.

She looked very seriously, eyebrows, facial features, every part of Zhu Ling'er looked very carefully, as if she wanted to remember him forever in her heart.

She really hoped that time could stay at this moment forever

May this moment be eternal.

But she knew that this was impossible... No matter how long this beautiful dream lasted, it would eventually wake up, and... This beautiful dream was likely to wake up.

Zhu Linger opened her mouth and sang softly.

The moon was bright and the wind was calm

The leaves covered the window lattice

The crickets chirped

It was like the sound of the strings of a zither

The soft voice echoed in the room, making the moment extremely warm, and also made Mo Lin unconsciously move his head closer to Zhu Linger's belly.

The beautiful girl looked at the boy who was resting on her knees tenderly, humming a beautiful ballad, warm and beautiful, like a painting.

This song was sung by Brother Mo when he coaxed them to sleep when they were young, but now, she returned the song to him.

Sorry... Brother Mo.

Zhu Linger's voice was very beautiful. Mo Lin rested his head on her legs, listened to the ballad she hummed, and soon fell asleep.

Wrapped in the familiar ballad, Mo Lin seemed to see some broken images in a trance, which slowly recovered in the dream and became clearer and clearer...

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