Born of Worry

"What are you doing lying on the paperweight?"

Mo Wen looked at the snake occupying the black dragon's paperweight, stared angrily, grabbed his tail and dragged him down.

The black snake turned its head down for a few seconds, then arched its body and came back upright, spat out the letter, and said, "Brother Molong, let me go."

"I asked you what are you doing lying on the paperweight?"

"...What kind of paperweight? It's clearly your soul essence. It gathers spirits so fast that it's hard for people not to want to come and rub it, but...it's just a pity that a corner is broken, and a lot of spirit energy has escaped. I'm not using up those escaped auras for you, don't waste it."

"Stop making excuses for me." Mo Wen threw him back on the table, "I warn you, if you dare to let Xiao Xian hear what you just said, see if I won't tear it down and make it into snake soup."

Mo Chou flinched, "I'm afraid."

"Also, aren't you going to hibernate? Why don't you get out?"

"Winter hasn't come yet, what are you in a hurry for... and the palace is so warm, why don't I want to go again?"

Mo Wen snorted, and was about to continue, but heard Li Xian's voice calling him, and immediately dropped the snake to look at him, saw him just sitting up from the bed, rubbing his eyes, and said, "Are you awake?"

Li Xian gave a "hmm" and blinked before remembering that he couldn't see, so he had to ask him, "What time is it?"

"It's still early, it's the first moment."

"Oh……"

Mo Wen sat down beside him, and tied his hair behind his head with a headband, but found a few strands of silver on his sideburns, and couldn't help but be surprised: "Little Xian, why...you have gray hair?"

Li Xian was stunned for a moment, and then smiled lightly: "Is that so, if there is... then it will be."

Mo Wen seemed to be stabbed in the heart by something, and a string of blood beads sprang out.It's not easy to show it in front of him, so I pretended not to care, and asked him, "Did you sleep well last night?"

Li Xian didn't answer, but Mo Wen knew that he must not have slept well, and held his hand, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"I can't remember... It seems to have done it, but it seems not."

"Don't be afraid, as long as you wake up, you'll be fine, I'm here."

"Hmm..." He "looked" at the other party holding his hand, let go for a while, and suddenly said, "Mo Wen, can you help me stand up?"

Mo Wen was taken aback, he didn't expect him to make such a request.It has been several days since he woke up, but he still can't walk on the ground. Shen Xin checked and found that there is nothing wrong with his legs and feet. It is probably because his body is too weak and has no strength. Mo Wen didn't care too much, thinking about waiting After a few days he can eat, and his body will naturally get better.But when he heard him say this, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, but he didn't ask, just said: "Okay."

As he spoke, he stood up, let his feet step on the soft blanket on the ground, and held his hands: "Come on."

Li Xian hesitated for some reason, then stood up slowly with his strength, and staggered a bit when he got up, Mo Wen hurriedly grabbed his waist and said, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay..." Li Xian supported his arm, and his breathing began to become a little short.Mo Wen could see that he really wanted to stand up straight, but he just couldn't. Thinking of Shen Xin's correction of his ribs when he was injured, he understood something, put his hands on his shoulders, "Hold him up my shoulders."

Li Xian did as he did, and Mo Wen wrapped his arms around him to prevent him from falling down, put one hand under his right rib, and gently massaged him, and put the other hand on his back, letting him slowly move toward him move closer.

Li Xian was in so much pain that tears were about to come out. It was as if something was tearing under his ribcage, which made him cough uncontrollably, trembling all over, resting his head on the opponent's shoulder, panting heavily.

Mo Wen didn't dare to use too much force, for fear of hurting him again. After waiting for a long time, seeing that his reaction was not violent, he dared to continue. He removed his hands from his shoulders, hung them on his sides, and lightly lifted his shoulders. Pull back lightly, let him stick to your chest bit by bit.

Li Xian was coughing and panting all the time, Mo Wen held him in his arms, and used his true energy to comb his blood, trying to ease his pain.

After an unknown amount of time, Li Xian finally calmed down, his body gradually stopped shaking, his eyes were closed, and he leaned against his shoulder covered in cold sweat.

Mo Wen stroked his back lightly and said, "Is it better?"

Li Xian gave an inaudible "hmm" and put all his weight on him, not wanting to move.

The two stood in this position for a long time before Mo Wen helped him sit back on the bed, massaged his whole body, and said, "Are you hungry? Let me get you something to eat?"

Li Xian nodded. Although he still couldn't eat anything, it was not impossible to eat at all. Even if he ate a little, Mo Wen would be very happy.

——I don’t want to make him sad, even if I squeeze a little, it’s good.

Maybe...he is still alive now, also because he doesn't want to make him sad...

He stroked the dragon scale that had returned to his neck, lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

The weather was getting colder day by day, and the dragon scale on Li Xian's neck showed signs of warming up again.

Mo Wen had been cut down for thousands of years, even Lin Ruxuan could feel that his cultivation was no longer as unfathomable as before. In addition, he was injured when he escaped from Jiuyuan Cold Pool, and he continued to bleed. The whole person also haggard a lot.

However, Li Xian couldn't see it, even if he could see it, Mo Wen would definitely not show it in front of him.

Tired, who is really not tired, Li Ye is also tired, tired of pretending to be the emperor; Li Ling is also tired, since that time he forced Mo Wen away, his guilt towards Li Xian has never been relieved, even though he did not blame him , but the less he blamed, the deeper his guilt, so he had to do his best to do his best for Dayin, in order to make himself feel more at ease.

They were busy with their own business, but fewer people came to visit Li Xian.

Mo Wen wished that they would not come. Li Xian is now like a frightened rabbit. Even the slightest disturbance is enough to make him tense. Coupled with his blindness, his distrust of the outside world is increasing day by day. You can't do without people.Mo Wen could only stay with him as much as possible, and sometimes if something really happened, he would try to let him fall asleep first, and then leave quietly, and come back as quickly as possible.Otherwise, they can only call Shen Xin to take a break for now.

Li Xian has always been like this. He sees it in his eyes and is anxious in his heart. He wishes to transfer everything he has endured to himself. Seeing him worrying and frightening every day, it is really like a knife is stuck in his heart. stir.

He missed the Li Xian of the past, the Li Xian of the past, the Li Xian who worked hard but still had fun, unlike now...

But he couldn't give up, and he never thought of giving up. Not only did he want Li Xian to get better, but he also wanted to be as good as before. Although he didn't know how long it would take, he could wait, but he didn't know that Li Xian's body, How long can it last.

So besides feeding Li Xian decoction and medicine every day, and helping him recover, there was one more thing he did, which was to seek medical advice as much as possible while he was asleep.

However, even with Shen Xin's guidance, after several months, there is still no effect.

This disease... has it really become terminally ill...

But Li Xian is still so young, he is not reconciled...

Winter has come quietly.

Mo Wen helped Li Xian light the brazier and add more clothes early on, because his current cultivation level was not enough to support the barrier as big as the palace, so he had to think of other ways to ensure the warmth of the palace.

But even so, Li Xian's illness became more and more serious.

New Year's Eve is approaching again, but Mo Wen has no intention of preparing. Li Xian's sleepiness is getting longer and longer every day, and he eats less and less. Come here to make him happy as much as possible, but still can't stop him from getting depressed day by day.

Maybe it is really too tired.

It was snowing again in Weiyang, and the glazed tiles of the imperial palace were covered with a layer of pure white. The already empty imperial palace looked desolate and desolate. Unexpectedly, Li Xian had lived for nearly 25 years, and the harem was empty. There is not even a trace of Yingge Yanyu.

Mo Wen didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

I still remember when I asked him if he wanted to be like the former emperor, or to rule a prosperous and peaceful world. He said that it would be best if he could be natural. He thought it was just a joke, but who knows, it actually came true. prophecy.

Li Xian, what should I say about you?

It was snowing heavily, but the snake that said it was going to hibernate refused to leave anyway. It stayed in the warm palace, lazily and motionless all day long.Mo Wen had nothing to do with him, and simply ignored him, but pushed him away from Li Xian, and most of the time he was entrenched near the Black Dragon Paperweight.

The snow didn't stop, but Li Xian woke up, leaning against the head of the bed with his eyes closed, and suddenly asked, "Mo Wen, is it snowing yet?"

Mo Wen was taken aback. Even if he was blind, his hearing was better than that of ordinary people, but the doors and windows in this bedroom were closed, how could he hear the snow?Then he asked, "How do you know?"

"I guess..." His face was still pale, and even when he smiled, he looked weak, "You suddenly lit the brazier so vigorously, why isn't it snowing?"

Mo Wen was speechless to refute, the fire in the brazier was crackling and burning vigorously.

"Mo Wen...I want to go out."

"Go out?" Mo Wen was surprised again, "Go out to see the snow?"

Li Xian lowered his eyes, "Well, let's go to see the snow. You...won't you take me there?"

Mo Wen pondered for a while, "But you..." sighed again, thinking that it was rare for him to make any request, how could he not satisfy him, "Forget it, I will take you there."

After he finished speaking, he helped Li Xian get out of bed, helped him put on his shoes, put on the mink fur that Li Ning had given him, tied it up, and then took his hand, left the bedroom and walked towards the main hall.

Li Xian was led by him, and he didn't struggle, just followed him step by step. When they reached the gate of the hall, the two stopped. Mo Wen tightened his neckline again, and asked, "Is it cold?"

The cold wind from outside blew in a little and hit Li Xian on the face. He blinked, "It's not cold."

For a long time, I haven't breathed the fresh air outside.

The depression that has been buried in my heart for a long time seems to have a feeling of turning the clouds to see the sun.

Mo Wen rubbed his hair, messed it up, then straightened it out, glanced at the snow on the steps, fearing that he would slip, so he simply hugged him down.

The snow was still falling, falling on their hair and shoulders one by one, Li Xian raised his head and "looked" at the sky, as if he could see something in the darkness, and suddenly laughed.

But Mo Wen felt a pain in his heart, couldn't bear to look at him again, and turned his eyes to the vast snow field.

Li Xian stepped forward lightly, listening to the sound of the snow being trampled under his feet, some crystal snowflakes rushed towards his face one by one, occasionally touching his eyelashes, and the ends of his eyes were also blown by the cold wind. Drizzle with a little rosé.

He stretched out his hand, trying to catch the flying white snow, but the snowflakes fell on his palm and melted, bringing a little dampness.He "looked" at his palm again, getting very close, but after all he couldn't see the little flashes of snowflakes melting.

Mo Wen stood quietly, accompanying him, saw him exhale slowly, and said softly: "Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest, the coming year must be a bumper harvest..."

There were slight wrinkles between Mo Wen's brows, he didn't know what to say, he just stared at him, feeling a little inexplicably sad in his heart, but he couldn't tell where it was.

Li Xian stood there for a long time, and the tips of his hair were also stained white by the snow.Suddenly, he frowned and covered his chest, bowed his body slightly, and the white mist from his breath suddenly became frequent.

Mo Wen was taken aback by him, he hurriedly supported him, and said, "Xiao Xian, what's the matter? Are you uncomfortable?"

But Li Xian had no time to pay attention to it, covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed violently, his whole body was bowed into shrimp, and the blue veins on his forehead were also prominent, he coughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and bright red blood began to drip from between his fingers.

"...Little Xian?!"

Mo Wen was completely panicked, watching helplessly as he coughed up more and more blood, falling in clusters, forming a small pool of blood on the snow.

Li Xian lost strength all over his body, and when his knees gave way, he was about to fall to his knees, but Mo Wen caught him and helped him fall on his body.

"Xiao Xian, Xiao Xian!"

"Cough..." Li Xian moved his hand away, his lips were covered with blood, but he still smiled, closed his eyes, and said with difficulty, "Mo Wen... I, I am very happy... Thank you, thank you for today... I... came out to see the snow..."

Mo Wen's eyes were red with anxiety, his vision was a little blurred, and he shouted: "Stop talking, stop talking! Shen Xin! Shen Xin!"

While shouting, he picked up Li Xian and almost ran towards the hall.

Snow is still falling.

On the ground, snow and blood were mixed, and it was unclear whether Bai Xue had condensed the blood or warm blood had melted the snow.

White snow, red blood, dazzling white, dazzling red.