Mu Qiulan sent the doctor out, looked back at Mu, who was resting with her eyes closed, covered her mouth and ran to a secluded corridor to the side, sobbing softly.

Thinking that she lost her parents when she was born, she had been dependent on her aunt since she was a child, and she had already regarded her as her mother. She couldn't imagine what she would do if her aunt left her...

A big hand behind her gently pulled her into his arms, and with the faint hint of dipterocarp, you could tell who it was without even looking.

"Your Majesty..." She buried her head in Xiao Jingchen's arms and burst into tears.

"Don't worry, there are so many famous doctors in Beijing, if this doesn't work, go find another one," Xiao Jingchen comforted.

But he also knew that the man who had just left was the doctor in the capital who was known as "Hua Tuo alive", and his medical skills were better than those of the imperial doctors in the palace. Even he was unable to do anything. It was obvious that Mu was terminally ill and the medicine was no longer effective.

Mu Qiulan knew that Xiao Jingchen wanted to make him feel less sad. Although birth, old age, illness and death were common, how could she think so openly when her dearest person was about to pass away.

But she didn't want Xiao Jingchen to worry too, so she wiped away her tears and said, "Your Majesty, I want to go to the temple tomorrow to pray for my aunt. I hope the Buddha will show mercy and help my aunt get better."

Since there is nothing we can do, we can only rely on gods and Buddhas.

"Then I'll go with you." Xiao Jingchen said.

Mu Qiulan shook her head: "Your Majesty is busy with official duties, I can just go by myself."

Xiao Jingchen thought for a while: "That's fine, I'll make the arrangements."

…

Zhuang Wan went to the shop during the day to take a look. Now that Mu Qiulan has returned, the incense shop will be opened soon. But she doesn't know how long Mu can last. After all, once Mu dies, Mu Qiulan's life experience will also be made public. By then, she will still have

It’s still unknown if you don’t have the heart to do business.

She was thinking about going to Prince Qi's Mansion tomorrow.

When we returned to the small courtyard, it was already dark, and the snow was falling again. In the past, when Mu Qiulan and Mrs. Mu lived here, the small courtyard was still somewhat popular, but now looking at the dark house in the snowy night, I actually felt a little bit...

Creepy.

Zhuang Wan hurriedly entered the house, closed the door, lit candles, and lit charcoal. With the warmth in the house, it felt like a place where people lived.

She didn't want to eat the meal, so she lay down on the bed. She sighed, thinking how nice it would be to have hot pot on such a snowy day, but even if she ate all kinds of delicacies, she was the only one, so it was not interesting.

She caught a glimpse of the wooden dragonfly placed on the dressing table, and couldn't help feeling sad about it, but also resentful in her heart. She complained that Yan Cheng had disappeared as soon as he left, leaving her alone to wait here. If he came back now, she would definitely give it to him.

One kick!

But even though she hoped so, there was only the sound of wind and snow outside the door, and no one came home.

It seems that she started to have insomnia after Yan Cheng left, and it was even worse tonight. She didn't like such a dark and silent night, she just wanted to get to dawn early, but she couldn't fall asleep.

She remembered that last time Rong Li brought a jar of Yu Hu Chun over and said he was going to make a dish called Bing Xin Yu Hu, but he didn't have time to cook it because he went to pick up Mu Qiulan.

Zhuang Wan quickly stood up and took out the wine. She didn't know what the jade pot of spring tasted like for ten taels of silver, so she just wanted to try it today.

She poured a glass and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth, not spicy at all, and the aroma of the wine was mixed with fruity aroma. She drank several glasses in one breath.

But she didn't know that this jade pot of spring drink was refreshing and had great staying power. As a non-drinker, she drank so much and drank in a hurry, making her drunk even faster.

Feeling dizzy, she felt that the whole room was spinning. She staggered to the bed and fell asleep...

She originally thought that she would be able to sleep until dawn when she was drunk, but she never expected to wake up in the middle of the night, feeling like her stomach was churning. But she was so drunk that she didn't want to think about it, so she simply endured it, thinking that as long as she You can get through it by continuing to sleep.

She turned over uncomfortably, but fell into a solid and warm embrace, and was hugged around the waist.

Zhuang Wan was mostly drunk in an instant, and when she reacted, she realized that there was someone on the bed, and it was a man who wanted to do something wrong to her.

She instinctively dodged quickly and without a moment's hesitation, she kicked him. She heard a cry of pain and the man rolled under the bed.

Zhuang Wan got up and looked around, but didn't see any weapons to defend herself. In the end, she could only lift the porcelain pillow she was sleeping on and asked sternly: "Who are you?"

The man seemed to have been injured somewhere and curled up into a ball, looking very painful.

Zhuang Wan couldn't see his appearance clearly, but saw that he was wearing white clothes, and asked in surprise: "Rong Li?"

The man was obviously startled after hearing this.

Now Zhuang Wan was more sure and cursed: "It's really you! Great! I treat you as a friend, but you sneaked into my house in the middle of the night... I really misjudged you! Get out now, I don't want to see you again you."

The man slowly stood up and looked up at her.

Although the man in front of him looked a little weathered, his handsomeness was not diminished at all, and his red eyes were full of tenderness and distress.

"you……"

Zhuang Wan was speechless for a moment, with thousands of words stuck in her heart. After a while, she finally said: "You're back?"

Yan Cheng nodded and said slowly: "Wan'er, I'm back!"

At this time, Zhuang Wan shook her head vigorously and said warily: "No, it's an illusion. That wine... what did you put in the wine?"

"Wan'er..." Yan Cheng's heart was as sharp as a knife. What on earth did Rong Li do to her during his absence?

"Don't call me that!" Zhuang Wan took two staggering steps back and rubbed his eyes vigorously. What he saw was Yan Cheng's face, and he thought to himself that this wine is really powerful.

"Wan'er, it's me!" Yan Cheng wanted to get closer.

"Don't come over here!" Zhuang Wan held up the pillow, "I know kung fu, be careful to blow your head off!"

Yan Cheng: "..."

He took out the koi's wallet and said, "Do you remember this?"

During these days in Fuzhou, he fell asleep looking at this purse. With it, he felt that Zhuang Wan was beside him. During the month when he was trapped in Qinglong Mountain, suffering from hunger and cold, all he thought about every day was, He promised Zhuang Wan that he would come back alive to see her.

Zhuang Wan glanced at the purse and said, "What is it? I don't remember."

She really didn't remember it, because she just gave it casually and didn't know the meaning of giving it.

Yan Cheng had no choice but to pause and start to take off his clothes.

Zhuang Wan was startled, "You...what do you want to do? If you dare..."

She suddenly stopped talking because she saw the phoenix mark on Yan Cheng's back.

She was stunned. Even if she drank the wine and thought Rong Li was Mr. Yan Cheng, the marks would still be exactly the same!

"You..." She was sure that it was Yan Cheng who was back, and she didn't know what to say. After having such a scene in the middle of the night, she felt aggrieved for a moment, so she silently went back to bed and lay down.

Yan Cheng walked over slowly, sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Zhuang Wan, who had her back turned to him, and said with self-reproach, "It's my fault, I should have come back earlier."

Zhuang Wan considers herself not a hypocritical person. Before this, she couldn't explain what kind of feelings she had for Yan Cheng. Perhaps because he was good to her, she regarded him as the only person she trusted and was close to in this strange world.

Even she herself couldn't tell whether this was love, but only now did she understand the position of Yan Cheng in her heart.

Just because she cared, in the days since Yan Cheng left, full of expectations turned into yearning, yearning turned into worry, worry turned into fear, fear turned into sadness, and now sadness turned into grievance.

She wanted to be pretentious in front of the one she loved. She originally wanted to punish Yan Cheng by ignoring him, but she couldn't help it and burst into tears.

She had never cried for Yan Cheng before, and this was the first time. So she felt embarrassed again, and wiped her tears while getting angry. Yan Cheng felt even more distressed when he saw it, and he really wanted to slap himself twice.

"Wan'er..." He stretched out his hand to wipe her tears, and Zhuang Wan suddenly stood up and hugged him...

The snow is still falling silently, the charcoal in the charcoal stove is burning red, and the room is as warm as spring.

The two lay facing each other, looking at each other quietly.

Zhuang Wan didn't ask Yan Cheng what happened in the past few months. In her heart, as long as he returned safely, she just wanted to take a good look at him.

"How are you doing these days?" Yan Cheng asked her.

"What do you think?" Zhuang Wan rolled her eyes at him, "I'll go wherever you go next time!"

Yan Cheng nodded: "Okay! But there should be no next time. I promised you that I will take you out of Kyoto."

"Yes!" Zhuang Wan said hurriedly: "Let's leave this place of right and wrong."

Yan Cheng held her hand and said, "From now on, we will never be separated again."

Zhuang Wan nodded in agreement. She had never been in a serious relationship before, so she thought that falling in love with Yan Cheng would be a blessing in disguise. Even though they were about to live the most ordinary life, she was still full of hope. At least Yan Cheng would not be involved.

Among those grievances of life and death.

Maybe the alcohol was still taking effect, or maybe the dim candlelight or the warm fire brought some ambiguity, and there was some inexplicable emotion in the eyes of the two people facing each other.

Yan Cheng still remembered the joke Ting Yu made that time, and quickly looked away, fearing that Zhuang Wan might misunderstand what he had in mind.

"What are you hiding from?" Zhuang Wan leaned over to look at him and smiled: "Are you shy?"

Yan Cheng didn't think anything about it at first, but after hearing what she said, he blushed with embarrassment. It was just because he was stunned for a moment when he stared at Zhuang Wan's red lips, and now he was feeling ashamed.

"No...no..." The closer Zhuang Wan got, the more uncomfortable he became.

Yu Huchun's stamina was still a little high, so with the help of the wine, Zhuang Wan turned Yan Cheng's head over and looked at her, with a smile on her lips and drunken eyes.

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." She stared at the picturesque eyebrows of the man in front of her. His eyes were frightened and tender, and his heart was filled with her.

"From today on, you are my man." Zhuang Wan said as if she was drunk.

"Ah, yes! I need to stamp it again." She pursed her lips and touched Yan Cheng's lips when he looked shocked.

"Okay! You will belong to me from now on. You are not allowed to like other women anymore, otherwise... otherwise you will get sores all over your mouth."

Yan Cheng looked at her drunken but serious words and chuckled, "Okay, I will be yours from now on."

"You are so obedient!" Zhuang Wan said with a smile: "For the sake of being so obedient, how about giving you another sweet kiss?"

Yan Cheng: "..."

He saw that Zhuang Wan was obviously still a little drunk, and he didn't know if her move was random, so he didn't dare to act in vain.

Seeing Zhuang Wan coming up with her eyes closed and her mouth pouted, she lowered her head and kissed the lips that still had the faint fruity fragrance of Yuhuchun...

Yan Cheng: I wonder what Rong Li did in the days since I left?
Chapter completed!