Chapter 1120 Fighting with the Sword to the End of the World (36)
"Do you want to be with me?"
These words suddenly fell in Mingxian's ears, and his fingertips trembled, and even the tip of his heart felt a wave of pain.
It's like falling off a cliff in the air, thinking that you will definitely die, but suddenly landing on the clouds, soft and warm.
The whole world fell silent, and he seemed to be back at sea. On the dark blue sky, there were stars, the waves were carrying them up and down, and there was only the sound of each other's breathing in his ears.
He said: "I want to."
"Then just stay by my side." Chuzheng took the note away: "Why did you give me the medicine last time?"
Chuzheng changed the topic so quickly that Mingxian couldn't keep up.
"Just...just..." Mingxian said vaguely, not daring to look Chuzheng in the eyes: "I took the antidote in advance."
Chuzheng remembered that Mingxian had some strange bottles on him. She didn't even take away the sword, so she naturally confiscated those things from him.
"We're even." Mingxian decided the matter before Chuzheng could: "You can't be angry."
If Chuzheng wanted to pursue it, she would stop.
Chuzheng pushed the man onto the bed angrily and asked him to lie down.
Mingxian pulled her: "Am I being selfish? I know I don't have much time left, but I still want to pull you."
"Stop going out behind my back and messing around. No matter how selfish you are, you can pull me along." Chuzheng put her hands on both sides.
Mingxian clearly saw himself reflected in Chuzheng's eyes.
Her eyes were still cold.
But Mingxian felt that when she looked at him, her concentration and seriousness were warm.
Chuzheng lowered her head and pecked him on the lips.
"You should be glad you didn't choose to leave."
"……Why?"
"I have to catch you if you run away. It's very troublesome." Chuzheng paused for a moment, then thought of something, she asked: "Do you feel uncomfortable when I lock you up?"
"Yeah, a little bit." Mingxian thought of what happened last time.
The room suddenly became quiet.
Mingxian looked at Chuzheng's cold brows and said hesitantly: "I'm... not angry. I'm just not used to being restricted in my movements."
Mingxian didn't lie. He was indeed not angry with her at that time.
"Then you'd better stop thinking about running away." Chu Zheng said something after a while.
She thought silently, so what if it was what Han Qiqi said, she wouldn't change it!
no way!
"You really don't mind that I only have one year..."
"No." Chuzheng touched Mingxian's cheek with her fingertips and assured him: "I will find a way and won't let you die."
Mingxian was greedy for the warmth of Chuzheng's hand and couldn't help but rub it.
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Senior Brother Han Qiqi said he wanted to go back and read Master's notes, so he took Han Qiqi away the next day, leaving behind a few prescriptions for Chuzheng to follow the instructions.
The medicine prescribed by Senior Brother Han Qiqi is as bitter as possible, and it is completely different from Han Qiqi's style.
This is what Mingxian has been smelling lately, and now he feels like vomiting.
"Can you drink it..."
"If I feed you, you should drink it yourself." Chuzheng said in a non-negotiable tone.
Mingxian didn't dare to let Chuzheng feed him.
Mingxian drank the medicine with bated breath, and Chuzheng immediately stuffed him with a candied fruit. Mingxian's tongue brushed against Chuzheng's fingertips, and he licked it again, whether on purpose or without a doubt.
Chuzheng was thankful that she had washed her hands.
Chuzheng gave him the remaining candied fruits with an expressionless expression, then turned around and wrote a letter to Han Qiqi, asking him if Mingxian was suitable for doing anything now.
When Han Qiqi saw these two words, it was like lightning striking her, and she trembled and wrote her a reply - I don't recommend it.
Chuzheng was disappointed and stewed the carrier pigeon to replenish Mingxian's health.
[…Miss, why are you taking offense at other people’s pigeons? 】
Not for eating?
[…] What a fool! [That’s a homing pigeon! 】
Not a pigeon?
【……】right.
Since it’s a pigeon, why can’t it be eaten? It's not for me to eat. It's for good people to eat. You can condemn him.
【……】me……
The King was so angry that he sent Chu Zheng a mission.
Chuzheng and Wangzhehao torture each other, it can be said that they kill each other and love each other.
In the end, Xing Ge Mingxian definitely had nothing to eat. He didn't eat meat, but Chu Zheng changed his mind and forced him to take two sips of soup.
However, before he could swallow it after two sips, he spit it out.
Han Qiqi said that he needed to take good care of his body, and a vegetarian diet was not an option!
What's wrong with Hao Renka being such a picky eater?
"Are you anorexic?" Chuzheng resisted the urge to forcefully feed her.
Mingxian had never heard of this word, but it could be understood literally. He shook his head: "No."
"Then why don't you eat this or that?" What are you thinking? Become an immortal! This plane doesn’t support you becoming an immortal either!
"dislike."
"Whatever you like, I'll have someone cook it for you." The cook asked again and again, but nothing satisfied him. Chuzheng wanted to kill the cook to calm down!
"..."
Mingxian shook his head.
Chuzheng glanced at the soup on the table, then looked at Mingxian who had his head lowered: "Come here."
Mingxian glanced at Chuzheng, hesitated, stood up and walked to Chuzheng.
As soon as he stood still, Chuzheng pulled him into her arms. Mingxian couldn't stand still and fell directly into her arms, with an ambiguous and awkward posture.
Chuzheng hugged him and took the soup on the table.
"I do not want……"
Mingxian: "!!!"
Perhaps it was because Chu Zheng fed him in a different way that Ming Xian didn't feel like vomiting, but was instead fed a lot by Chu Zheng.
When Chuzheng finished packing, Mingxian still had a slightly unnatural expression on his face. Fortunately, the upper part of his face was covered by a mask, which made him less embarrassed.
Mingxian didn't know what to say, so he simply asked Qiu Yuehe: "Is Qiu Yuehe... dead?"
Chuzheng hugged him and played with his fingers: "Do you want him to die?"
Mingxian did not answer, but asked Chuzheng: "Does he deserve to die?"
So many lives in Kongming Valley are all because of him.
Damn it?
There is no doubt that Qiu Yuehe will pay the price for this.
Mingxian clenched his fists: "Qiu Yuehe destroyed my whole family just because of the Shadowless Sword Technique..."
"There is no upper limit to human greed." If you can't get it, you have to find a way to get it. If you get it, you will want more.
Chuzheng felt that she was greedy.
Someone she didn't know much about.
Mingxian said in a low voice: "But I have killed so many people. There is no difference between me and him. Those people outside call me devil, and they are right."
Chuzheng opened his hand, put her fingers through the gaps, touched his palm, and clasped her fingers together: "There is a cause and an effect. Your effect is the cause of Qiu Yuehe. This is not your fault, don't think about it."
"Do you think I'm full of murder and dislike me?"
"You think I dislike you, and you will sit in my arms now?"
"..." The dark clouds in front of Mingxian inexplicably dispersed a lot, but then another emotion came up again.
