Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

When I opened my eyes, there was a deep darkness in front of my eyes, a tear slowly slid down from the corner of my eyes, and fell into my ears silently, that scene of death in the flames seemed to be still in front of my eyes, but the burning pain all over my body was incomparable to that of my beloved. The desperate whine of the moment when a person stops breathing in front of him.

He blinked his eyes lightly, but felt that his whole body was unable to use any strength, his pale lips opened and closed under the moonlight, his fingers hanging on the bed stretched weakly, he tried to grab something but couldn't catch anything, he struggled Qili finally spit out a few barely audible syllables from his throat, breaking the endless silence in the darkness at this moment.

"... Zhao... Min..."

His voice was thin and small, as if he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound in the darkness, followed by hurried footsteps. When the person lying on the bed heard this sound, he finally realized that there was someone in the room, and opened and closed his lips weakly again. But he couldn't make a sound anymore, he could only open his black jade-like eyes, staring at the darkness in front of him without focus.

Until a cold palm suddenly landed on his cheek, the moonlight fell from the window, did not illuminate his face, but illuminated the shimmering Li bird on the black collar. Looking at the pattern, Jiang Luoyu's eyes suddenly shrank, and just as the fingers that were hanging down weakly were about to lift up, he felt his whole body soaring into the air and being hugged in the arms of that person.

Cold fingers brushed over his cheeks over and over again, his whole body was wrapped in the man's arms, and his warm lips followed, with the familiar scent of incense, Jiang Luoyu raised his face tremblingly, Before he could look up and see the face of the person hugging him clearly, his lips were bitten fiercely, and then the candle beside him was lit up, reflecting the slightly haggard and pale handsome face of the person, as well as the Both eyes filled with anger and worry.

"Do you know that three full days have passed! Even my breathing is getting weaker and weaker. I thought... I shouldn't have agreed to your plan at all! You should never do such a thing again in the future!"

The man's aura was close at hand, and the deep and hoarse voice rang in his ears. Jiang Luoyu looked at his face firmly, and raised his fingers to touch the warm cheek with difficulty, his eyes suddenly turned red, muttered.

"Zhao...Min?"

"What's the matter?" Hearing his weak and hoarse voice, Murong Hao's eyes flashed with worry. He knew that he had been asleep for several days and hadn't had any water. The mood at this time was a little strange, and he hugged the person in his arms tightly in worry, raised his hand and stroked his cheek gently again, and called, "Chen Hua?"

This time there was no response, Murong Hao lowered his head and met the man's fixed eyes, guessing that the man in his arms must have been lying down for a few days and was not feeling well, so he kissed those pale lips and sighed deeply He put the person back on the bed in a low tone, and was about to get up and call the group of people waiting outside to enter the door.

"You just woke up, I'll go to the imperial doctor to show you, and then eat something..."

Before Murong Hao could step out, Jiang Luoyu raised his hand with great difficulty, and grabbed his clothes to prevent him from leaving. Although the force was light, the man in Xuanyi felt it immediately, and sat down again. Clenching his hanging fingers tightly, he lowered his head and poured a glass of warm water to his lips to watch him drink it. When his eyes met again unintentionally, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be something unusual.

"Chen Hua?"

After drinking a glass of water, Jiang Luoyu took a breath, recalling what happened before she passed out in her mind. After her eyes froze for a moment, she finally had a moment of peace. Very faint smile, arms raised wanting

Holding his neck, murmured in a low voice: "...it's okay..."

"It's fine." Murong Hao stayed by his side for a long time, because he had been in a coma and was anxious and worried, at this moment he was finally relieved to see him smiling, stood up again with soft eyes, and wanted to walk out the door Go, "You finally woke up from a coma for three days, I'll call the imperial doctor..."

"Zhaomin...Zhaomin..." Before he got up this time, he felt the trembling arms of the person beside him sticking to him, and the low and weak voice came back again, "Don't go...don't..."

This time, the person in Xuanyi finally sensed that something was wrong with the person who woke up, and after hugging the person in his arms tightly with his backhand, he frowned slightly: "Chen Hua?"

The person crouching in his arms did not answer, and lay motionless in his arms. After a while, Murong Hao's expression changed, and he lowered his head to tuck his temple hair behind his ears, staring at his peaceful sleep. Yan, wanted to carefully put her back on the bed, but found that Jiang Luoyu's hand was gripping very tightly. After thinking for a moment, she got on the bed together and closed her eyes. After a while, she breathed steadily and fell asleep.

When he woke up again, the sky was already bright.

Jiang Luoyu lowered his head and swallowed the congee made of medicinal juice and chicken soup, and finally felt some strength in his body. He looked at the back of the man in Xuanyi who was not far away, who was whispering to Feijian who was about to go down with the tray, like black jade. His eyes flickered slightly, and just when he was about to call him, there were a few messy footsteps from the door not far away, followed by the clear and clear cry of a child.

"Father...Father!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Jiang Luoyu's whole body froze, and the eyes that had been fixed on Murong Hao turned for the first time, to the two small figures who pushed the door open.

The first person who came through the door was a little twin wearing a light blue coat and a bun. He stumbled forward with tears in his eyes and cried softly. Jiang Luoyu caressed the child's tender face, her thin lips could not help He bent over, and a thin mist appeared in his eyes. Just as he raised his hand to hold him in his arms, out of the corner of his eyes, he saw that he was following behind wearing a small black coat. He looked like a little adult and was wearing hair. The little boy with the crown followed in, calling respectfully in a crisp voice.

"Mother and father."

The boy was supported by the nurse behind him and stood by the bed, and he blinked at him with dark eyes. The face carved out of the same mold as Murong Hao who was standing not far away, looking at them softly, made Jiang Luo Yu stretched out his hand again and hugged the little boy-like child to the side of the bed, the arms around the two children gradually tightened.

"Chui'er...Chang'er..."

Murong Hao was standing not far away, looking at Jiang Luoyu and the two children with soft eyes, and Shao Yaokuai who was following the two young masters.

Stepping forward, bowed to him in a low voice, and reported: "Master Hou, Mr. Ji has come with two young masters, and he is waiting outside at this moment."

"The sacrificial brother is here, let him in."

As soon as Murong Hao's voice fell, Jiang Luoyu, who was sitting by the bed, raised his head, brushed Murong Chui's black hair in his arms with his fingers, and asked with a smile: "Brother Ji is here?"

The man in Xuanyi nodded, but when his patted eyes met Jiang Luoyu's, he couldn't help pursing his lips, strode to the bedside and sat down, looking at Jiang Luoyu's knees. Murong Chang, who opened his eyes wide open, and Murong Chui, who was sitting in Jiang Luoyu's arms with a stern face and looked like a little adult, suddenly clenched Jiang Luoyu's fingers, and whispered in his ear: "Why do you always stare at me? watch me?"

Hearing these words, Jiang Luoyu's body trembled immediately, and the fingers held by him became a little colder. Murong Hao felt even more strange, and Yan Xun's eyes were filled with confusion, and he subconsciously tightened his grip. finger, and asked in a low voice: "Chen Hua?"

But this time, before he could finish speaking, there were hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by Murong Ji's laughing voice, and when a corner of his blue clothes was exposed, Murong Hao stood up He raised his hand to signal the maids in the house to step back, leaving them behind to say

words.

When Jiang Luoyu raised his head, he happened to see Murong Ji coming in, so he smiled and hugged Murong Chang, who couldn't help but crawl over the bed when he saw his uncle, and watched him run towards Murong Ji with his short legs.

For the past few days, because Murong Hao wanted to guard Jiang Luoyu, these two little guys were watched by Murong Ji. He had heard that his brother and sister-in-law who had passed out finally woke up, and he was afraid that the husband and wife would be anxious to see him. The children immediately brought the two children to see them. Unexpectedly, as soon as they entered the door, Murong Chang's crisp voice sounded. Smiling, he lowered his body and bowed to Murong Hao and Jiang Luoyu who were in the room.

"Brother, sister-in-law, it's time to sacrifice."

Jiang Luoyu saw that Murong Hao didn't speak, but the look in his eyes was very gentle, and he secretly laughed in his heart that he was still the same as before when he refused to speak, but suddenly remembered the dream that hadn't dissipated in his heart, followed by a sudden pain in his chest, a moment later When he came back to his senses, he raised his head and said with a smile: "You don't need to be too polite, just sit down quickly."

After watching Murong Ji hugging Murong Chang, who refused to leave life and death, and Murong Chui, who had been stern but could clearly see some reluctance, left, Jiang Luoyu slowly lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the swaying man outside the window. There are tender green branches, and when the corners of the lips are curled up, they are peaceful and beautiful, but Murong Hao's eyes froze as he closed the door.

Realizing that the man was sitting beside her, Jiang Luoyu immediately put her arms around his neck, lowered her head and buried her in the hollow of his shoulder, and called out in a low voice, "Zhao Min."

Murong Hao didn't speak, just turned slightly sideways, hugged him tightly and rolled onto the bed, his warm lips fell on the center of his brows, then gradually kissed the tip of his nose downwards, and finally landed on the thin red lips On the ground, Jiang Luoyu's black jade-like pupils were filled with light mist, and his fingertips lifted and hooked down the layers of bed curtains. Even though his mind was disturbed by the passion overflowing all over his body, and his limbs were entangled to the depths, he Lifting her thin white neck, tears from the corners of her eyes fell down, but she still murmured.

"Zhaomin...Zhaomin..."

When I first returned to the Prince's Mansion that year, I couldn't be more grateful than I was at that time. I was moved by you and waited to join hands with you. I decided to marry you as a female couple, and I didn't hesitate to give birth to you. Continuation of heirs—

The outside sky gradually dimmed, and the golden color that was no longer too scorching fell from the window frame, which just set off the warmth in the bed curtains, and the embracing figures were outlined under the lavender brocade quilt, and the black long hair Growing on the snow-white pillow, it made the snow-white face and thin red lips even more shockingly beautiful.

The sound of breathing gradually calmed down, Murong Hao slowly stood up, stared fixedly for a moment at Jiang Luoyu who was a little tired in his arms but stretched between his brows, and tightened his arms greedily, as if no amount of closeness was enough. , causing the person in his arms to slowly open the eyes that were about to close.

Those black jade-like eyes were almost transparent under the golden light on the bed, as if they had been washed by water, causing the person hugging him to kiss him over and over again, and the skin under the brocade quilt radiated warmth, Jiang Luoyu finally let out a deep sigh, and lay her pillow on his shoulder, motionless.

Murong Hao stroked the jet-black hair on his pillow, his originally indifferent voice seemed to be mixed with some indescribable things under the current situation.

The affection, when it was sent to the ear, became more and more gentle: "What's the matter...Chen Hua?"

Jiang Luoyu moved on his shoulders, raised her head slightly, touched the corner of the man's lips with her lips, but clenched the man's fingers with her hands. Although her voice was as calm as before, deep down she couldn't help it. His inexplicable emotions surged endlessly: "I had a nightmare...a nightmare that I was so scared that I couldn't wake up no matter what."

The person holding him withdrew his hand that was stroking his black hair, gently wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingertips, and comforted softly: "I will be fine, you should worry about yourself."

Hearing these words, Jiang Luoyu's lips curled up slightly, but the bitterness never disappeared.

"Still so smart." Unexpectedly, he guessed that what he dreamed had something to do with him.

The person hugging him gave a low laugh, clasped his fingers behind his back, and said every word seemed to be embedded in his heart: "Since you woke up, something has been wrong, and you stared at me like that—"

"Zhaomin..." In the light gold, the black jade-like eyes radiated light, and the words spit out from the lips seemed to be nostalgic, but more determined, "I never regret meeting you, let alone saving you .”

"I know." There was a light kiss on the lips, and the voice was low, like a whisper, "Even if you never said it, I would know."

After a peaceful silence, there was the sound of limbs being caressed, and the sound of breathing became rapid. The black long clothes slid down the edge of the bed and landed on the lavender clothes. With a charming look, before the voice came out, he suddenly disappeared.

m..."

"Don't talk...don't talk...um..."

The grudges of previous lives are blurred.

What a blessing in this life to give to my love after all.