Marriage involuntarily

Ning Wanqing hadn't woken up yet, Jiu'er was lying beside the bed, quietly looking at her sleeping face, his eyes were curved into crooked smiles, and the corners of his mouth kept curling up, he didn't know why he was so happy, After watching for a while, he cautiously leaned over, closed his eyes and kissed her gently on the side of her face. Seeing that she didn't notice, he couldn't help laughing, like a little raccoon who stole honey.

"You're so worthless, I'm ashamed for you." Suddenly, a disdainful voice appeared from behind.Jiu'er was startled, turned her head and said with raised eyebrows, "Peeping people kissing, be careful of needle eyes!"

Ah Yue shrugged: "It doesn't matter."

"I don't care! At this time, please be sensible and get away, okay, my dear Lord Luna?"

"Not good," Ah Yue said, "I'm waiting for you to hold you back when you can't hold on anymore." Ah Yue looked at the bleeding wound on Jiu'er's waist, "Let's make a bet, you won't last ten minutes."

Jiu'er rolled his eyes at him: "One hundred thousand."

Ah Yue smiled: "Deal."

"Where am I..." Ning Wanqing struggled to open her eyes on the hospital bed, and turned her head to meet a pair of shining eyes, "Jiu'er?"

"It's me," Jiu'er looked at her with a moved face, "You've finally woken up, Wan Qing, is there any other discomfort?"

Ning Wanqing shook her head: "Where is this place?"

"My family," Jiu'er said with a smile, "You have slept for a long time, are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"

Ning Wanqing smiled gently: "I'm not hungry, I'm just a little thirsty."

Jiu'er stood up: "Wait a minute, I'll make you a glass of milk."

After Jiu'er went out, Ning Wanqing noticed a handsome young man standing in the corner of the room.Like Jiu'er, he was dressed in black. The difference was that Jiu'er loved to laugh, while this man had a straight face, as if he hadn't smiled once in hundreds of years.

"Hello, Miss Feng, we meet again."

"you are?"

"My memory is really bad," Ah Yue said, "You were sold to us as a prostitute last time, don't you remember?"

"Uh...is there?" Ning Wanqing fell into deep thought, did such a thing really happen?She tried hard to grab the memory in her mind, but still found nothing: "I'm sorry... I really don't remember."

"You don't remember me?" Ah Yue frowned, "It's strange, then how do you remember Jiu'er? Don't you know that Jiu'er was with me the first time you met?"

"I...I don't know," Ning Wanqing looked at him blankly, "I don't know why... When was the first time I saw Jiu'er?" She thought for a long time, and finally smiled with relief "Ah... it's at the racecourse... I almost forgot."

"Horse field? No," Ah Yue looked at her suspiciously, "You either remember wrongly, or you are lying."

"How could it be?" Ning Wanqing smiled, and said unhurriedly, "When Jiu'er comes, you can ask him."

"Alright," Ah Yue looked outside the door, "It's just pouring some milk, why is it taking so long?" In an instant, as if thinking of something, his face suddenly changed, and he walked quickly towards the door.

In the corridor, Jiu'er was standing with her head down against the wall, a cup of steaming milk in her hand.

"Jiu'er! How are you?" Ah Yue rushed over anxiously.Jiu'er raised her head, her face and lips were so pale that it was impossible to look directly at her, only her smiling eyes were still shining brightly.Ah Yue felt distressed, and was about to reach out to help him, but Jiu'er stuffed the milk into her hand first: "Help me get the milk in, I...I can't walk anymore."

"you……"

"Go quickly, or it will be cold."

"Is milk more important than life?!" Ah Yue became angry.

"You're so noisy..." Jiu'er finished speaking weakly, closed her eyes, and slid slowly along the wall.

Ning Wanqing was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.For some reason, she was haunted by a faint anxiety, and she always felt that she seemed to have forgotten many important things.

what is it then?

Gradually, a pale face of a man appeared in his mind.

He looks so good-looking, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips...all are exquisite and beautiful, as long as she thinks of her, her heart is like a rock sugar melted in water, sweet and sad at the same time.

Such strong and abundant emotions turned into a warm current in her heart, which made her eyes heat up uncontrollably, and she almost shed tears.

"Mu Chen..." There was a smile on her lips, "Mu Chen."

Just as Ah Yue picked up Jiu'er who had passed out, she saw Ning Wanqing in hospital clothes staggering out of the ward.

"Where are you going?" he asked.

The woman paused, then turned around slowly, with a tranced smile on her face, she opened her pale lips and said softly, "Mu Chen...I want to find my Mu Chen."

Jiu'er lay silently in Ah Yue's arms, her eyes closed tightly, and the wound in her abdomen was still bleeding.Ah Yue thought of Jiu'er's sincere heart, completely ignoring her own injuries for this woman, but she seemed to turn a blind eye to Ouyang Muchen who was only thinking about her, and couldn't help but get angry: "Get out! Jiu'er I shouldn't have risked my life to save you!"

Ning Wanqing's eyes slowly shifted to Jiu'er.His hand was hanging in the air, his fingers were white and slender, but a thread of blood slowly dripped down his fingertips, and fell to the ground tick-tock, his head was lying on his back in Ah Yue's arms, his black hair was hanging down Come down, revealing a smooth forehead, show-up eyebrows, and two rows of tightly-closed, fan-like eyelashes.

He usually loves to joke, but he suddenly quieted down, looking a few years younger than his actual age, like a beautiful boy who came out of a cartoon.However, Ning Wanqing looked at him, but inexplicably felt like a relative in her heart.

"He's injured..." Ning Wanqing had a panicked look on her face, "What's going on?" She walked over, took Jiu'er's hanging hand with both hands, and wiped his blood with her sleeve.

"If this delay continues, he will die," Ah Yue watched her slowly wiping, and said unbearably, "Go away! Go as far as you can, and it's best not to appear in front of Jiu'er for the rest of your life."

"No...you are not allowed to murder my wife." Jiu'er suddenly opened her eyes and said in a weak voice.When he saw Ning Wanqing holding his hand, the corners of his lips immediately curled up, "Wanqing, you're so kind."

Ning Wanqing saw Jiu'er smiling, and laughed as if she was infected, and heard Jiu'er seriously say to her: "I want you to hold this hand all the time, and don't let go. If one day you let go I'm going to die."

His face was white and transparent, but his eyes were dark, and he looked at her without blinking, as if there were two clusters of small flames hidden inside.Once she leaves his sight, all the light in his eyes will go out in an instant.

"You mustn't want me," he said.

He always likes to say that he is not allowed to do this or that, and people who trust him wholeheartedly, he is always so self-willed and proud, as if he is sure that no one will have the heart to hurt him.

He was always betting, betting with his whole heart.His sadness and happiness are written on his face.If others reject him, he will really die sadly.The expression on his face is always like this.In fact, it is true.

So really, no one can be cruel enough to refuse him.

Ning Wanqing struggled briefly in her heart, and finally said to Jiu'er, who was covered in blood, "Don't worry, I won't leave."

Jiu'er laughed with relief, closed her long eyelashes tiredly, and opened them tenaciously again in the next second, stubbornly facing Ning Wanqing's direction.

"I'm not leaving," Ning Wanqing said, "Go to sleep for a while."

"Um……"

"Ding——" With a crisp sound, a bullet was taken out of Jiu'er's stomach by the doctor and thrown on the surgical tray aside.

"Uncle Zhao, is he okay?"

Uncle Zhao ordered his assistant to sew up the wound, while turning his head to look at Jiu'er who was lying on the bed in a coma: "If this bullet goes up a bit, it will be troublesome. It's not a big problem now, just rest for a while. The three Be careful not to let him take over the task within a month, otherwise if something happens to Young Master Jiu, it will be a big trouble."

"I see, thank you Uncle Zhao."

Uncle Zhao glanced at Ning Wanqing who was standing by, and winked at Ah Yue.

When the two came to the door, Uncle Zhao said, "That woman can't stay with Young Master Jiu."

"I know," Ah Yue sighed, "but Jiu'er likes her."

"I can't like it any more," Uncle Zhao said seriously, "she will harm Jiu Shao. Do you know who put the poison on her body? It is Zhao Yan, who is called the 'Queen of Poison' by Taoists. Her poison is chronic. It is mainly poisonous, and there is basically no cure. General hospitals can’t even detect this kind of toxin when they do physical examinations. We are particularly sensitive to this kind of poison because we often develop some specific drugs for the organization. You should feel It's here, she's unresponsive now, she seems to have a problem with her sanity, right?"

Ah Yue nodded: "Her memory is also a little messed up."

"This is just the initial symptoms. The hallucinations I told Jiu Shao yesterday is just the most optimistic situation," Zhao Shu said, "In fact, I have seen a person who was poisoned by Zhao Yan, first he was insane, Then he began to self-mutilate and hurt others, and occasionally when he was sane, he would beg others to kill him. In the end, he cut his wrist and jumped from the eighteenth floor."

"There's really no way - to heal?"

"No." Uncle Zhao shook his head regretfully, "At least for now, there is nothing I can do."

Ah Yue was silent for a while, then said, "I see, Uncle Zhao."

Ning Wanqing fell asleep holding Jiu'er's hand, and woke up in the middle of the night to find someone kissing the back of her hand lightly.

She raised her head in a daze, and saw Jiu'er's smiling eyes, as bright as twinkling stars.

"Jiu'er, you're awake." She smiled softly at him.

"Yeah." He held her finger with his hand, with a bubbling expression on his face, "You really didn't lie to me."

"Why should I lie to you?" Ning Wanqing asked curiously, "Are you often deceived by others?"

"It's not often," Jiu'er looked at her and said, "There was one."

"Who?"

"There was a little girl who promised to marry me when she grew up, but she didn't mean what she said. It made me very sad, very sad." He said sadly, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"Oh, that's really inappropriate." Ning Wanqing said.

"Yes."

"So how is she doing now?"

"No," he said, "the man she married is the biggest villain and liar in the world. He made her sad, but she was completely kept in the dark by him."

"Ah... so what should I do?" She opened her eyes wide, worried about the woman in his story.

He patted her hand and comforted her: "Don't worry, in fairy tales, a heroic prince will definitely appear at such a time to save the bride trapped by the devil."

"Will it be?" Ning Wanqing doubted, "Fairy tales are just fairy tales after all."

"Of course," Jiu'er said with a smile, "Among all the stories, I believe in fairy tales the most, because fairy tales are the most true -- good and evil are rewarded, and lovers get married in the end. This is the life that is most worth looking forward to. "

That night, Jiu'er and Ning Wanqing had a lot of conversations, too many to look like a seriously injured patient.In the end, Ning Wanqing fell asleep with a smile. In the haze, she felt that someone hugged her to the bed and whispered good night in her ear.

She hugged the man subconsciously, and said softly from her lips: "Mu Chen..."

The next day, when Ning Wanqing woke up, she found herself sleeping on Jiu'er's hospital bed, and Jiu'er was lying quietly beside her.Seeing her wake up, he immediately showed a big smile.

"Good morning!"

"Good morning..." Ning Wanqing was a little embarrassed, but when she wanted to get up, Jiu'er stopped her.

"Lie down with me for a while, okay? I'm dizzy."

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Wanqing immediately became nervous, "Does your wound hurt?"

"My blood pressure is low, and I feel a little dizzy when I wake up in the morning," he held her hand pitifully, "so why don't you stay with me for a while..."

Ning Wanqing is helpless, she has never had a younger brother, but she has nothing to do with Jiu'er, as if she is a coquettish younger brother: "Alright then. If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

"Ah."

Ning Wanqing lay with Jiu'er for a while longer, until the doctor came in to check the wound.

"Shall I go get breakfast? What would you like to eat?"

"Everything is fine," Jiu'er urged, "Come back quickly, my head hurts and my wound hurts if I don't see you..."

Ning Wanqing closed the door with a smile, and walked in the empty corridor, when she suddenly heard a cold voice behind her: "Madam, I haven't seen you for a few days, you seem to be a bit overwhelmed."

Ning Wanqing turned her head in surprise: "Pray for peace? Why are you here?"

"Are you surprised?" The handsome young man looked at her with an unkind expression, "Young Master has been looking for you everywhere these two days, even for you..." He suddenly stopped, "I never thought you would be with Yue Jiu Shao."

"Qian, it's not what you think..."

"Save these words and explain them to the young master."

Ning Wanqing was about to say something when she suddenly heard Jiu'er's voice from far away in the ward, Qi'an's expression changed, she stepped forward and quickly put her arms around Ning Wanqing's waist and limbs, and covered Ning Wanqing with a wet towel nose and mouth.

Ning Wanqing had a strange smell coming from her nose, her eyes went dark, and she soon lost consciousness.

When she woke up again, she found herself lying in slightly scalding water, and someone was wiping her skin fiercely with something.

"Ah..." She couldn't help moaning, and slowly opened her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, she saw an all-too-familiar person, who was cleaning her seriously with his head down, without even noticing that she had woken up.

"Mu Chen!" She called him in surprise and joy, temporarily ignoring the hot and painful discomfort on her body.

He paused his hands, raised his head to look at her, with dark eyes and pale cheeks, in the steaming water vapor, he gently raised the corners of his mouth towards her, showing a very unreal smile.

But she didn't care at all, she was full of joy to see him again, it's great, he's fine!Although his complexion was bad, he looked healthy again. She was so afraid of him lying motionless on the hospital bed!

"Wow--" She couldn't help stretching out her arms from the water, and rushed to hug him, "Brother Mu Chen, Wan Qing misses you so much!"

In an instant, she seemed to be back when she was a child again. Every time she ran out of the classroom after class and saw the boy standing outside waiting for her, she would run up to hug him unscrupulously, and declare her love under the envious eyes of everyone. ownership of him.

"Do you miss me?" She whispered in his ear.

His body froze, he didn't speak, and he didn't make any movements. He let her hug him, rubbing his wet body against him.

He seemed to be thinking about something.

In the past, Ning Wanqing had never shown her kindness so proactively.She was always reserved and passive.Now it's like a sex change.Is it really because of a guilty conscience?
He has always regarded her as a blank slate, but he never thought that she would be able to flatter and curry favor like this.

"Brother Mu Chen"?Ah!
He suddenly pushed her away forcefully.She slammed into the edge of the bathtub fiercely, frowned in pain, reached out and rubbed her lower back, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Her skin was pure and flawless, her eyes were black and white, and her wet eyelashes drooped down. Such a quiet gaze with a trace of grievance, could not help but make people feel a little pity in their hearts.

"Did I touch your wound?" In his strange silence, she found the answer for herself, "I'm sorry, Mu Chen, it's all my fault..." She said timidly, but she didn't dare to speak again. Reach out and touch him.

So careful—what did you do wrong?
His eyes swept over her smooth body, his eyes were deep.

"I don't hurt," he said in a hoarse voice, and even moved the corner of his lips slightly, "My injury has long since healed, but you have suffered a lot these days, right?"

Maybe he didn't even notice how raw his tone was.

"I... I'm fine." She actually doesn't quite remember what happened in Hei's house, she remembers that she was always sleeping, sleeping, sleeping... and then, she saw Injured Jiu'er.

"It's okay..." He pondered these two words carefully, "Is it really 'okay'?"

"Really," she smiled at him, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."

He lowered his eyes and smiled again.There was a trace of sarcasm, a trace of helplessness, and a trace of pathos in this smile.It's just that because he lowered his head, all this was hidden in his eyes.