The Great Planned Marriage: Becoming A Splendid Princess

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Mo Junyang leaned over, slowly raised his other hand, groped and touched Qing Qingxue's cheek, and said in a more gentle voice: "Be assured, I won't die, I ... I can't bear to die. "

Shi Qingxue suddenly raised her crying face, and met Mo Junyang's eyes with a mild smile.

Then I felt the other's warm big hands slowly touched her head again, rubbing gently as usual, "Don't be afraid, I'm fine ..."

But this ‘I ’m fine’ is not convincing at all.

After Mo Junyang said it was like he had exhausted all his strength, he closed his eyes gently, and his arm fell down on the quilt.

At that moment, Shi Qingxue felt a burst of heartbreaking, cracked teeth, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat, blocking her uncontrolled voice.

She opened her mouth wide, but finally shouted out of the way.

After looking at Mo Junyang for a while, she seemed to finally react, and immediately stretched out her index finger to reach under Mo Junyang's nose.

Fortunately, fortunately, and breathing!

Shi Qingxue's breathing suddenly loosened, and the whole person relaxed, staring at Mo Junyang's sleeping face, with a whiff of taste in his heart.

She sat like this for most of the morning until the club headed up, and when she saw Mo Junyang woke up from her drowsiness, she immediately asked nervously, "How are you feeling?"

Mo Junyang smiled gently and said gently, "I'm much better."

fart!

Perhaps Shi Qingxue's mental activity was too obvious, and Mo Junyang smiled again with a relaxed expression.

He blinked a pair of smiling eyes and said to Shi Qingxue, "I'm really much better, but I haven't been out for a lot of days, and I'm a little bored, if I can go out and bask in the sun."

Question: Can people who have the plague go out to bask in the sun?

Shi Qingxue was not sure, but she nodded and said, "Okay, I help ... go to the yard with you."

Mo Junyang has been strong for two lives, and she has never been so fragile and helpless. She was afraid of stimulating the self-esteem of men, and she even became cautious in speaking.

But he did not dare to be too obvious, and even the action of helping Mo Junyang became daunting.

Where Mo Junyang couldn't see her tangles, in fact, he didn't care at all about being weak in front of Shi Qingxue, especially when he could get Shi Qingxue's wholehearted care, he wished to be more vulnerable.

Yes, Mo Shizi is so unruly in front of Shi Liuniang!

So Mo Junyang intentionally coughed twice, and then slowly reached out to Shi Qingxue, saying ‘weak’, “I do n’t have the strength, I ’m afraid you still need to help me.”

Shi Qingxue had a joy on her face. She was afraid that Mo Junyang would not be willing. How could she refuse?

As if she was afraid of Mo Junyang's remorse, she quickly held Mo Junyang's hand and helped the other person out the door.

In the gazebo outside, Dongshuang had already laid out the soft collapse and refreshments.

Shi Qingxue helped Mo Junyang sit on the soft collapse and wanted to pour Mo Junyang tea, but the latter took her hand.

Gently, without force at all.

Shi Qingxue didn't move immediately, took the opportunity to sit on the pedals, looked up at Mo Junyang, and asked nervously and eagerly, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, don't be busy, sit with me for a while!"

"Okay!" Shi Qingxue responded obediently, without moving his position, leaning on his side against the soft edge, looking up and talking to Mo Junyang.

Mo Junyang, as before, didn't talk much. He preferred to listen to Shi Qingxue's crisp and beautiful voice rather than talking.

Shi Qingxue didn't know if she realized this, but the words in her mouth didn't stop for a moment. She kept talking slowly until her little mouth was tired.

She looked up, and Mo Junyang didn't know when to recline on the soft couch again, squinting.

Shi Qingxue found a blanket to cover Mo Junyang, and he had nothing to do—more accurately, he could n’t calm down no matter what—when he continued to sit on his feet, he kept looking up at Mo Jun Yang pose.

It was rare to be quiet in her heart, as if she could just look at Mo Junyang in this way, until the land was completely deserted.

The male **** is so handsome, she can just eat—it doesn't matter if she doesn't eat.

Shi Qingxue thought and watched like that, until a moment of tiredness struck. She didn't resist the temptation and leaned on Mo Junyang's thigh and fell asleep.

What she didn't know was that just after she fell into a deep sleep, Mo Junyang, who should have been asleep, slowly opened her eyes.

The man's eyes were clear, not at all like he just woke up from his sleep.

Mo Junyang did not move, his eyes moved down, and fell on Shi Qingxue's quiet sleeping face.

The frail face originally because of the illness was not weak at this time, only coldness and indifference remained. If it was not the sickly pale on his cheeks, he would hardly see that he was sick.

Mo Junyang looked at Shi Qingxue for a while, and his dark eyes were as deep as a pond, as if he could devour everything into it, which was complicated and unreadable by anyone.

For a long time, he finally moved.

Gently and slowly raised his hand, and then gently covered Shi Qingxue's fair and slender neck exposed by his side.

Shi Qingxue flinched uneasily, but soon the whole person was relaxed because of Mo Junyang's gentle touch, and his eyebrows were completely relaxed. Even in his sleep, he slightly raised his mouth, as if dreaming something good. .

I don't know anything about being frivolous.

In this way, Mo Junyang rubbed back and forth on Shi Qingxue's neck, but his eyes were dangling, as if he was focusing on a certain point, but as if he was simply letting go.

"Jun Yang." Shi Qingxue gave out a vague cry.

Suddenly, Mo Junyang immediately felt as if he was frightened, and withdrew his hand violently. The expression on his face turned out to be almost horrified.

But it quickly turned into another kind of remorse-like emotion. He clenched his fist unconsciously, but still didn't want to see that he had touched Qingxue's hand, and retracted under the blanket.

The look on the man's face also became more cold and indifferent because of this change, and even brought a trace of anger that can be easily noticed.

But do n’t know who it ’s for?

Wei Ziye happened to be looking for the two. When he saw the two masters' intimate behavior, he consciously avoided the suspicion, but didn't want to just witness Mo Junyang's series of abnormal behaviors, and suddenly he was stunned.

His master, what's wrong?

However, Wei Ziye couldn't figure out why Mo Junyang suddenly became afraid of touching Qingxue when he touched it. Mo Junyang discovered his existence, and his cold eyes were even colder.

Wei Ziye was very kind. He was about to be wiped out of his mouth. He swallowed his mouth, and then carefully entered the gazebo. "

"Say!"

It is not when facing Shi Qingxue, his master will always be lazy to say a nonsense.

However, Wei Ziye did not dare to disagree, and explained bitterly: "According to the surviving people in Shangcun, Ye Tong was a very good official. He lost his life at a young age and grew up eating hundreds of meals. I read well for a few years, and after passing a test, I was appointed as Jiangzhou General Sentence. "

"So, is it a bitter seed?" Mo Junyang summed up the central idea of ​​Wei Ziye just now.

Wei Ziye nodded and continued: "Such a person who is well versed in the suffering of the people will ignore the lives and deaths of the people after working hard as the parents of the people. It is hard to believe. And the people in Shangcun filed Ye Tong's sentence. At the time, all of them were praised, but they said a lot about this Jiangzhou prefecture. "

In the gap between these paragraphs, Wei Ziye has already made up a big play: Ye Zhirong became the official of Jiangzhou in order to return and nurture his people, and worked hard as an official. For the benefit of the people, he did not hesitate to collide with the boss Yan Xu. The first level crushed the person. Yan Xu not only suppressed him on the officialdom, making him depressed, but also killed him when something happened, and absconded with his fear, pushing all the crimes to Ye Zhirong, making him impossible to die. peaceful.

What a misery!

Wei Ziye grew more and more indignant and filled with new hatred. He hated whether he could chop Yan Xu's dog official with a knife now.

Mo Junyang smiled coldly and asked lightly: "Is there no other possibility?"

"What else? That Yan Xu is not a good thing at first glance, in fact he is not a good thing. If it weren't for him to make trouble, how could you suffer from the plague, so far the medicine stone ..."

At the beginning, Wei Ziye was still talking vigorously. When talking about the four words "medicine stone 枉然", he suddenly remembered that Shi Qingxue Qianding 咛 wan asked that Mo Junyang must not let them know that they have no cure for the plague now. I was afraid that it would make Mo Junyang feel bad and make his condition worse ...

But now he talked quickly and said everything ...

Wei Ziye was crying and grimacing, and asked Mo Junyang bitterly: "Master, can you think that you haven't heard that sentence?"

Mo Junyang showed his expression, smiling at Wei Ziye with a smile, "What if I heard it?"

Wei Ziye said ruthlessly, "That Liu Niang will kill his subordinates!"

Although Wei Ziye is definitely 100% sure that his family member is not vulnerable enough to know that he was hit hard because he knew he had no medicine, but since Mo Junyang was sick, Shi Qingxue has become a bit of a soldier and is afraid of Mo Junyang Poor pool.

Wei Ziye was able to understand Shi Qingxue's mood and naturally did not dare to disobey Shi Qingxue's instructions.

After listening to Mo Junyang, the cold expression finally got a little slack.

He bowed his head, his eyes lingering on Shi Qingxue's eyebrows and mouth corners.

It took a long time before he waved his hand and said without raising his head, "Okay, you go down first!"

"That ..." Wei Ziye hesitated and refused to leave.

Mo Junyang: "If you have never been here today, you don't have to tell her."

"My subordinates know." Wei Ziye was relieved at this time, arched his hands at Mo Junyang and left.

Mo Junyang still kept his head down, and for a long time he sighed almost like no land: "Qing Xue, do you know how much I want to treat you ..."

The last few words were bitten in the wind, and maybe even the wind may not be able to hear clearly.