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Panting for breath, he continued to say angrily: "It's not that she is completely hopeless! Blood Toad and Xiao Nuo are not guaranteed to be found! What time is this now? How many things are waiting for you to deal with in the court and palace , Didn¡¯t you promise to take her to travel around the world? Can you do it just by guarding her like this?!¡±
Ling Zimo didn't say a word, looked at Mengdie in pain, finally nodded after a long time, his voice hoarse: "Okayyou're rightI'm going to have a rest" As he spoke, he stood up staggeringly, Just took a step, and suddenly fell down with a "thump".
Lin Xihan had sharp eyes and quick hands, and had already supported him before he fell to the ground. Looking at the two unconscious people in the room again, he smiled wryly, his heart was filled with gloom
Is this Feixue? Or catkins? The sky is overwhelming, and there is only a haze left in the world. Mengdie reached out to pick it up, but there was nothing, as if it was close by, but also as if it was far away in the sky.
Mengdie thought for a while, but didn't know which direction to go. She looked around, but there was a lot of fog, and she couldn't see the boundary.
"Dieer!" Mother's voice sounded again from afar.
"Mom! Where are you?" Mengdie shouted.
Mother's figure gradually appeared in the thick fog, "Dieer!" Mother called her softly.
"Mother!" Mengdie said in surprise, "Dieer misses you so much!"
Niangqin stopped still, her lower body was still hidden in the mist, with a slight smile on her face, resembling the look she had when she was playing games with her when she was a child: "Dieer, where are you going?"
"Where are you going?" Mengdie froze for a moment, then smiled, "Where mother is going, Die'er will of course go there."
"You want to come with me?" Mother still smiled gently.
Mengdie noticed that she was no longer wearing a white dress, but was wearing her favorite green tulle skirt with ruffles. She couldn't help but think of her mother reading in the garden with her when she was a child.
"Does Die Er really want to go with Mother?" Mother asked with a smile, and there seemed to be some deep meaning behind her words.
Mengdie was suddenly a little uncertain for a moment, feeling as if she had forgotten something important. Do you really want to go with your mother? Isn't this what she has always wanted? Isn't it what she has been looking forward to every day for ten years? Why at this moment, suddenly became a little reluctant and caring? Did she drop something?
Mengdie frowned, thinking carefully. She really left something behind, but what exactly?
At this moment, another call sounded from behind: "Die'er! Die'er!" This voice was very familiar, engraved in the bone marrow, and just one sound aroused all her memories. ¡ª¡ªIt's him! It turned out to be him!
Tears rolled down for no reason, she looked at her mother: "Mother, I'm sorry, Die'er can't leave with you now. Die'er, there is still a promise that has not been fulfilled"
"Silly girl!" Mother looked at her lovingly, "Go back, he is waiting for you"
Mengdie stared blankly at her mother's figure gradually disappearing into the mist, feeling lost again in her heart.
"Die'erDie'ermy Die'er" His voice sounded again, one after another, each sentence, affectionate and lingering, but why did it sound so sad and painful? It made her heart ache so tightly that it clenched together.
Finally, she turned around and followed the voice.
"Zimo! Zimo!" She tried her best to respond loudly, but when the words came to her lips, she let out a weak whisper.
"I'm here, I'm here! Die'er, open your eyes, open your eyes and look at me!" Ling Zimo wiped away the tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes in surprise, unable to believe her ears.
Mengdie has been sleeping for four days. In the past four days, although her condition has gradually stabilized and her complexion has improved, she has been lethargic and unable to sleep. And he, who dealt with official duties during the day, stayed by her bed at night, calling her name loudly, except for the initial period of fainting, he hardly left a single step. At this moment, she finally had her first reaction in four days, how could he not be excited?
Mengdie frowned, her expression became uneasy, she didn't know what she dreamed of, and she murmured: "Zimo, Zimo!"
Ling Zimo moved closer to her mouth, making sure that he had heard correctly, and at this moment he kissed her red lips happily. While kissing, he responded softly: "Die'er, Die'er, I'm here!"
Suddenly, I heard a weak voice saying: "It hurts"
Ling Zimo was taken aback, only to see Mengdie slightly opened his eyes, staring at him with a smile in his soft eyes. Four days later, seeing this familiar gaze again seemed like a world away, so that he was stunned, unable to say a word.
Mengdie tugged at the corner of her mouth, as if smiling, and then said in a low voice with a little grievance: "It hurts."
"pain? ¡¡ah! pain? where? Where does it hurt? "Ling Zimo suddenly came back to his senses, he was in a hurry, and wanted to touch her again, but he didn't know where to touch her, and was at a loss for a while.
"Your beardit hurts me so much" She blinked slowly, and there was a hint of narrowness in her smile.
"Uh" He was at a loss for words, and subconsciously touched his chin, which was really painful. It turned out that he had been worried for the past few days, so he didn't care about grooming his appearance, so he must have a scruffy beard at this time.
Mengdie saw that his eyes were bruised, his face was pale, and his expression was haggard, and he immediately guessed that he probably guarded him for a long time without taking off his clothes. So he smiled weakly again, and moved his hand slightly, trying to pull his hand, but he didn't have enough strength. Ling Zimo immediately held her backhand. She only heard her whisper again: "Although it hurts, I like it so much!"
Ling Zimo wanted to laugh, but his eyes couldn't help getting wet.
"Then kiss me again, okay?"
Countless words were choked in his throat, he bent down and pressed a kiss on her lips lightly, tears slid down her cheeks silently, merged with hers, and could no longer be separated from each other.
Although he has been lethargic, the daily soup and water are still fed as usual. There are many ginseng antlers in the palace. From the second day, Mengdie had stopped the bleeding, so she made soup and fed it as three meals.
It is probably because of this that he can wake up so quickly.
It was just nightfall, and a cup of old ginseng soup was still heating up. Seeing that she was awake, Ling Zimo hurriedly asked Zihua to bring it, and sent Chuchun to inform Lin Xihan.
"I don't seem to be hungry!" Mengdie leaned on a few soft pillows at the head of the bed, looked at Ling Zimo scooping up the ginseng soup with an earnest face, and couldn't help muttering, "It's just that I don't have much strength"
"Hey, if you want to get better soon, drink it. Or, Die Er means" Ling Zimo narrowed his eyes, and smiled with "bad intentions", "Let me change the way Hey you?"
How could Mengdie not understand what he meant by "changing another way", her face became slightly hot, but there was a little blood in the paleness. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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