Jinmu Qingli

King's eyes were red, and he ran over anxiously to pick up Mu Qingli, whose eyes were closed and breathless, his hands trembling uncontrollably, he raised his scarlet eyes, sharp fangs exposed from his bright red thin lips, and his slender ten fingernails grew longer Shatalia looked at such a king with some horror, his heart still dripping with blood was slowly covered with a layer of frost in the cold snow.

King stood up, raised his hands and dropped them, without any interest.No one had time to see clearly how the person who was once honored as the queen died. It was only when she fell that everyone saw the coldest and cruelest expression of the king.

JoeVen stood up with difficulty, covered his chest and walked towards Mu Qingli who was terribly quiet. Tears overflowed from his ice blue eyes for the first time, and no one in the room dared to make a sound.

"Wilson." King looked at the pale Mu Qingli with his eyes motionless, stroked Mu Qingli's gradually cold face with warm hands, unbuttoned his jacket with one hand, and Mu Qingli held her in her arms, trying to warm up the sleeping person.

Wilson knelt down and looked at Mu Qingli carefully, then bowed his head and said respectfully, "Your Highness, it's hopeless."

The cold wind carried Baixue, and Baixue took the tears that the man shed for the second time to a farther place.

"What method?" King said with a hoarse voice.

JoeVen pursed his lips and closed his eyes, "Your memories will be erased. If you want Xiao Mu to live forever, you need your whole heart."

King stroked Mu Qingli's bloodless lips with his finger, lowered his head and kissed gently, "After 300 years, I want to see him again."

JoeVen and Wilson looked at the closed-eyed king in disbelief.

"Your Highness..." Wilson clasped his hands tightly and said firmly with trembling lips, "I am the royal doctor of the Lasombra family. I am here to save you, not to pamper you, to kill you!"

King glanced at Wilson lightly, but said nothing.

Wilson was startled, turned his eyes away, nails dug into his flesh, raised his head to look at his master's handsome side face, gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Yes, my lord..."

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Prosperity still attracts people, the world of mortals is tens of feet, and the vast world is still where I come from.

Mu Qingli opened his eyes, and the surroundings were covered with snow just like those in Country Y, completely covered in silver, but he still remembered that this was the tomb of Huaqu in Country Z.

Raising his eyes, he saw the handsome JoeVen in front of him, and he returned to the three-dimensional dimension. The two faced each other, and neither of them spoke first. The pain of being hollowed out in the heart was still there.

"Do you know," JoeVen walked into Mu Qingli, "In the end, he cut the half of the angel's heart to you."

So he can come back, right?

"What time is it now?" Mu Qingli asked calmly.

"The third dimension of country Z, the year after you left."

JoeVen raised his hand to wipe away Mu Qingli's tears, "He is waiting for you and will give you the other half of his heart."

Mu Qingli couldn't help crying, and JoeVen hugged him, pressed him on his chest, and said softly, "He's inside." Mu Qingli took a deep look at JoeVen, wiped away his tears, and walked through the snow-covered place. The ground was wet with water, here he remembered that the stairs he was going up were the stairs where he and king had stood, the stairs where he and JK met, the room at the left end of the third floor was the room where he and king slept last,

Mu Qingli pushed the door and entered, and there was a familiar person sitting on the sofa, with short curly short hair of fallen leaves, deep outline, handsome face, high nose bridge, bright red thin lips, when those eyes looked at him , always couldn't help making him want to cry, it didn't change, the cat still fell asleep under his hands very well.

"Yujinxian!" Mu Qingli ran over and threw herself into the man's arms, the faint smell of lavender, fortunately, everything is still there, it's just that 50 years have passed...

"What are you waiting for?" Mu Qingli asked with a choked voice, buried in Yu Jinxian's chest.

"I'm waiting for the future, and there's your future." Yu Jinxian raised his hand to stroke Mu Qingli's hair, and said softly.

Mu Qingli remembered that time when he was sitting on the bench in the backyard, King asked him the same question, and that was the answer he gave.

"Qingli, sleep and everything will end." Yu Jinxian hugged Mu Qingli in his arms, and buried his head in Mu Qingli's neck, which was his favorite position as always.

Mu Qingli felt that his neck was wet, wet by the warm liquid.

"Yujinxian, why are you crying again?"

The other party didn't answer him, Mu Qing's eyes gradually became blurred, she couldn't see clearly, and said anxiously: "Yu Jinxian, I'm a little dizzy."

"En." Yu Jinxian turned Mu Qingli's head, lowered his head and kissed Mu Qingli's lips, with salty tears in his eyes. It was the first time Mu Qingli saw the man in front of him cry, but he didn't wipe away his tears I fainted first.