After rebirth, the daughter of the genius doctor went crazy

The scorching sun that had been shining all day finally lost its blazing flame and entered the night with a hint of coolness. The night quietly appeared before our eyes, adding a touch of cool tones. The silver light spread over the green lotus in the pond, making it seem even more lonely.

Jimo Li sat in the pavilion, holding a jar of wine in a daze, murmuring Mo Lishang's name over and over. Every time he said it, he missed him again. Pain suddenly swept through his body. He could only calm the torment in his heart by the burning feeling of the wine flowing in his mouth.

From a distance, he looked like a faded picture, with his clothes fluttering in the wind.

After taking another sip of wine, he opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the sea of ​​lotuses. His clear vision gradually blurred, and it seemed that the woman in the distance was approaching the waves...

"Li'er, is that you?"

The wider he opened his eyes, the less clear he could see. The vague shadow became more and more ethereal, and finally became a blur in front of his eyes.

He closed his eyes in despair. Only by closing his eyes could he see her clearly, even her porcelain-like skin was visible, which made his heart tremble slightly.

If this was a dream, he would be willing to sleep forever, just because she was in the dream...

The pain of lovesickness follows him like a shadow. The hustle and bustle of the day cannot drive away the loneliness in his heart. The silence of the night keeps him awake. He holds the jar of wine with trembling hands as if it is his only life-saving straw. He struggles in despair and pain.

The cool moonlight shone through the foggy night onto his face, a face that once captivated everyone, a face that still amazed people today, now filled with traces of fatigue and torture.

Is that still the bright moon?

He was unkempt and his clothes looked like he hadn't been changed for several days, becoming even darker and grayer!

There were red lines in his eyes from sleeplessness and drunkenness, and the stubble on his chin was growing like weeds.

This is the Jimo Li that Ren Xiaoyao saw.

He sighed softly and walked slowly into the pavilion.

"Get out! Get out!" A sudden shadow blocked his sight. For a moment, his eyes were filled with darkness. Even the blurry figure disappeared in an instant, making him angry as if his tail was stepped on.

"Do you think you can find Shang'er by drinking here to drown your sorrows?" Ren Xiaoyao glanced at the mess on the ground and said coldly.

His brows furrowed slightly, wondering how these servants could have made him drink more than a dozen jars of wine.

"You? What are you doing here? Get out of here. I don't want to see anyone now!" Jimo Li narrowed his eyes and saw Ren Xiaoyao, then picked up a jar of wine and threw it at Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged nimbly with a slight dodging motion, and said angrily, "Look at you. You made yourself like this because of a temporary setback? Are you still the Prince Mingyue who could turn walls into ashes in a matter of seconds? Are you still the Prince Mingyue who made Shang'er love you till the end of time? Don't tell me you won't live without Shang'er?"

"Bang!" Jimo Li threw another wine jar at Ren Xiaoyao, and said angrily: "Yes, I am not the same person as before. Without Li'er, I am nothing. Do you know that..."

As he said this, he suddenly tore open the clothes on his chest, looked at Ren Xiaoyao with sorrow and pain, poked his chest with his fingers and said sadly: "Do you see, without Shang'er, this place is empty, there is no heart here, do you think I will still be who I used to be? Can a person without a heart still live? I am now a walking corpse, only Li'er can bring me back to life..."

Ren Xiaoyao looked at Jimo Li with emotion. He didn't expect that Jimo Li loved Shang'er to the bone. Thinking of himself, he couldn't help but sigh softly. If it were him, he might be the same as Jimo Li...

Suddenly he frowned. Why? He was also very worried about Shang'er's disappearance, but he was much more rational than Jimo Li. Did it mean that his love was not as much as Jimo Li's? Or did he unknowingly transform his previous love into a brother-sister relationship?

A vague shadow suddenly appeared in his mind. This shadow was definitely not Mo Lishang. He shook his head violently and stopped thinking about it. He didn't even know whether he could survive tomorrow, so why should he think so much?

"No news is good news. Why do you have to hurt yourself like this? Do you want Shang'er to see you so depressed when he comes back?"

"Hehe." Jimo Li smiled, and that smile was sadder than crying. Tears flowed down his face, and he shook his head: "She won't come back. She hasn't come back for so long. I mobilized the secret guards and the people from the Demon Palace to look for her, but there is no news. If she is alive, she will definitely come back."

As he spoke, he seemed to be mad and gulped down the wine.

"Bang!" Ren Xiaoyao threw away his wine jar with anger on his face and shouted, "What are you doing? Have you given up? If you just give up on Shang'er, are you still worthy of Shang'er's love? Maybe she is losing her memory and waiting for you to save her somewhere, and you are just giving up on yourself and letting Shang'er down?"

"Amnesia?" Jimo Li smiled sadly and shook his head in frustration, "No, if she really has amnesia, I have posted the imperial edict for so long, how could the people who saved her not know? Besides, the way she is dressed shows that she is either rich or noble, who among the common people would dare to hide her?"

"You also said he was an ordinary citizen. What if he is not an ordinary citizen?"

His hand froze for a moment, his mind a little confused from drinking too much. He looked at Ren Xiaoyao and asked, "What do you mean?"

"What if someone has ulterior motives? What if someone who knows her identity wants to use her identity to deal with you?"

"Are you talking about Tong Yeming?"

"I don't know, I can't be sure, I can only say it's possible."

"Is it possible? But this possibility is gone? It's not like I haven't thought about it. I sent people to follow Tong Yeming and monitor him day and night, but there was no sign that he had hidden Li'er. On the contrary, he thought Li'er was dead and was in despair every day."

Thinking of this, he smashed the wine jar in his hand and roared with red eyes: "Tong Yeming, if it weren't for you, Li'er wouldn't be missing. I swear I will never coexist with you!"

He stood up suddenly and shouted towards the lake: "Come here, pass on my order to gather the three armies and attack Dazhao tomorrow."

"Are you crazy? How could you even issue such a thoughtless order?" Ren Xiaoyao was horrified. He rushed to him, grabbed his collar and shook him desperately.

Even though he was in such a mess, and looked as slovenly as a drunkard, he still exuded an unruly nobility, and the determination in his eyes was unshakable. He spoke word by word, "Yes, I'm crazy. Without Shang'er, I want the whole world to be buried with her!"

"Mad man!" Ren Xiaoyao was furious. "You are so selfish. You have ignored the people of the world for Shang'er! You have provoked the world to fight for your own selfishness and put the people in dire straits! Do you think Shang'er will be happy if you do this? Not to mention that Shang'er is not dead, even if she is dead, she would not want to see you do this!"

"You don't have to mind my business. If you want to, go back to your Western Kingdom and be a prince!" Jimo Li fiercely waved away Ren Xiaoyao's hand and shouted angrily, "It turns out that it's not your wife who is missing that you are so indifferent!"

"What did you say? Shang'er is not my wife but she is my sister. Would I ignore her? Her disappearance hurts my heart, but I won't be like you, either drowning your sorrows in alcohol or going crazy and ignoring the world! Look at yourself now. Do you still look like a human being? You are a drunkard and a fool obsessed with love."

"What did you say? You actually said that I am a fool obsessed with love? Is there anything wrong with me loving Li'er?" Jimo Li's eyes flashed with ferocity, and his whole body was filled with energy, as if he was ready to fight Ren Xiaoyao to the death.

Ren Xiaoyao sneered, "Don't you think so? You have lost your sense of responsibility as a prince for a woman. You think you are a fool? Do you want the world to call Shang'er a beauty who brings disaster?"

"Don't you dare say that, Li'er!"

"I'm not saying this, but your actions have pushed Shang'er to such a point where people would despise you! Are all your claims of loving Shang'er fake? Is this just a deliberate plot to make your image of being infatuated deeply rooted in people's hearts?"

"What did you say?" Jimo Li was furious and shouted, "How can you slander my feelings for Li'er like this? I would use anyone in the world but I would never use Li'er. I would rather die than hurt Li'er in the slightest! You are just sour grapes! You can't have Li'er, so you are jealous of me, so you deliberately belittle me..."

Ren Xiaoyao glanced at him mockingly and sneered, "Do I need to belittle you for being like this? If the two of us stand like this, anyone with eyes will choose me instead of you. Do you think Shang'er is blind?"

"You bastard!" Jimo Li couldn't bear it anymore, he jumped up, waved his sleeves like the wind with the coldness of a frost knife, and attacked Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao dodged his attack with a slight movement, which made Jimo Li even more furious. He immediately rushed towards Ren Xiaoyao with a palm wind as powerful as thunder.

He is as ferocious as a tiger and as unstoppable as a spear; he is as ethereal as a fairy and as nimble as a cat playing with a mouse!

He was drunk, reckless and full of devilishness; he was as elegant as a bamboo, with his sleeves relaxed and composed!

The two of them fought back and forth, one wild, the other calm, they were well matched and had a thrilling battle.

Finally, Ren Xiaoyao saw an opportunity and punched Jimo Li hard in the face, and Jimo Li took the opportunity to hit Ren Xiaoyao's shoulder.

After being beaten, the two men actually gave up their martial arts moves and started a fight without any skills, punching each other. There is a saying that you should not hit people in the face, but both of them hit them in the face.

Soon, the two handsome faces were covered with bruises, the corners of their lips were cracked, and traces of blood flowed out from their lips.

Jimo Li's face was covered with scars, with bruises and blood streaks intertwined, showing a look of horror and embarrassment.

Just after Jimo Li threw a punch, Ren Xiaoyao grabbed his fist and asked coldly, "Are you awake?"

Jimo Li waved his hand away forcefully, strode to the only wine jar that had survived the disaster, grabbed it and began to drink from it in big gulps.

After gulping down half a jar, he casually wiped his mouth with his sleeve and handed it to Ren Xiaoyao.

Ren Xiaoyao glanced at him, took it, and drank it in big gulps. Soon he had finished the jar of wine and threw it into the lake.

He took a breath and said, "Go back and wash up when you're awake."

Jimo Li patted his shoulder and said sincerely, "Thank you."

"What are you thanking me for? We are all Shang'er's relatives."

"Yeah." Jimo Li nodded, turned his head and glanced at Ren Xiaoyao, and said solemnly: "You are just a brother."

“Uh…” Ren Xiaoyao was stunned for a moment, speechless for a long time, then punched Jimo Li in the chest and scolded with a smile: “Of course I’m just your brother.”

"Haha." Jimo Li smiled, then said with a stern look: "Maybe we are all looking in the wrong direction."

"You mean......"

"Prince...Prince...Prince..." A young eunuch in the distance rushed towards the pavilion like crazy and interrupted the two people's conversation.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he glared fiercely, scolding: "What's the matter? Why are you so flustered? How can this be so disgraceful?"

The young eunuch was so frightened by Jimo Li's scolding that he dared not say a word and fell to his knees on the ground.

Jimo Li couldn't help but get angry: "You were so anxious just now, why are you silent now?"

"Yes... yes. Crown Princess..."

"What's wrong with the Crown Princess? Tell me quickly!" Jimo Li became very anxious after hearing this. He took a step forward and grabbed the young eunuch.