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It seemed that there was a scorching heat burning in his body, Wen Yi forcefully opened his eyes until a mouthful of cool air was inhaled into his chest cavity. "Huh!" Throwing off the heavy quilt on his body: "Summer is coming, we can't cover such a thick quilt anymore!" Looking at the pillow, there was no one there.

Last night's "Spitty Face King" got up quite early, but he caused himself to sleep until now. I really want to settle accounts with her.Wen Yi picked up the clothes placed beside her, one by one, from inside to outside, dressed neatly.Just about to go out, Wen Cheng walked in slowly: "A Yi, are you up? I was just about to call you!"

After washing up, Wencheng took her to the breakfast he had carefully prepared: "Dangdang, fish soup noodles! The fish soup has been simmered all morning, and all the oily flowers have been filtered out, and the taste is light. And this noodles are absolutely delicious. I just rolled the noodles. It's only half an hour! Don't waste it!." As soon as he came up, Wen Cheng boasted about his hard work, and looked at Wen Yi flatteringly.

"Understood, thank you for your hard work, shopkeeper Wenda! I promise to finish this bowl of noodles and drink the soup, and I won't waste any of your painstaking effort, okay?" Wen Yi glanced at her angrily, feeling moved in her heart , but his mouth did not give in.As soon as he looked up, he saw Wen Cheng staring directly at him, so he blamed him: "You eat too, why are you just looking at me?"

"It's delicious! Tsk tsk, do you understand?" Wen Cheng said glibly, while picking up his own portion, "Hula-hula" and started to eat.

After dinner, in the small courtyard, under the shade of a tall tree, the two cuddled up to each other in the reclining chairs and gossiped.Suddenly, Wen Yi felt dizzy and tired.She guessed that maybe it was because of the turmoil last night that she didn't recover her physical strength, so she planned to catch up on sleep.But before he got up to say goodbye to Wen Cheng, he fell into Wen Cheng's arms softly.

"A Yi! A Yi!" Wen Cheng stroked Wen Yi's cheek pitifully, inch by inch, remembering her appearance with his hands.Maybe, the next time I open my eyes, the person in front of me will no longer be her alone Ah Yi!

Wen Yi fell into a deep sleep, just like the reaction symptoms mentioned at the time.Wen Yi fell asleep for a long time, and Wen Cheng stood guard for a long time.Wen Yi's condition is very bad, she twitches and breaks out in cold sweat from time to time, as if she is in a nightmare, but she can't wake up no matter what.Wen Cheng was very worried, but he could only hold her hand tightly, bring hot water, and wipe the sweat off her forehead with a towel from time to time.

"Brother!" Through the small hole in the window, Zhou Jingru and Su Langkun could clearly see the scene in the room.They were originally worried about whether Wen Cheng could do what they were told, so they came here to check, but they couldn't help being moved when they saw this scene.Zhou Jingru pulled Su Langkun to the corner of the small courtyard: "It's rare to be single-minded in life. Why does it have to be like this?"

"The kindness of a woman!" Su Langkun's heart fluctuated, but he could not shake his firm belief in sect supremacy: "Aru, you are very clear. Our Jinghu Sect has now reached a critical moment of life and death. In the Dao war, the sect was robbed, the talents withered, and even the secret books of the town sect were almost taken away. If we die without successors, I am afraid it will be difficult to maintain the status of the first-class sect in the world."

"Yue'er's talent is obvious to all. It's not because she is our daughter that I want to help her to the top. It's because she really has the ability to revitalize the Jinghu Gate. I don't need to say more about it, you must already know it." Su Langkun In my mind, those who achieve great things must not be limited to small love and small love.

"But... do you have to sacrifice Yue'er's happiness? Do you want her to marry someone she doesn't love? Are you trying to push her into the fire pit?" Zhou Jingru still couldn't bear it, she held Su Langkun's arm tightly, hoping that he would Can change your mind.

Su Langkun has no way to refute this point.Yes, he brought her back not only to make her the young sect master, but also to betroth her to Lv Jingqun, the real power holder of the Zhengcang sect, the number one sect in the martial arts today, the second sect master of the Zhengcang sect.

Today, the head of the Zhengcang School is Lu Jingqun's brother-in-law, Lu Jingwen, who has little talent and learning, and has come to power only by virtue of the name of the eldest son.Fortunately, the old head of the family had a good strategy, and there was no chaos in the Lu family fighting for power and power.Under the control of the old head, as a compensation, many important sect and family affairs are under the control of Lu Jingqun.One bears the name, the other has real power, and it is considered safe and sound.

I don't know where he met Wen Yi, that is, Su Wanyue's side, who has deep roots in love, and proposed marriage to Jinghumen several times, but was repeatedly rejected by Wen Yi.In order for Jinghumen to make a comeback and regain its status as a first-class sect, Su Langkun actually took advantage of Wen Yi's absence to agree to the marriage proposal of Zhengcang sent by Lu Jingqun, hoping to take advantage of the situation to soar into the sky.This time when Xun Wenyi went back, getting her married to Lu Jingqun was the highlight.

"I'm afraid that even if Yue'er recovers her memory and goes back to the Mirror Lake Gate with us, she won't agree to this matter. When the time comes, we will fall out, and you and I will not be the only ones who will be embarrassed in front of the heroes of the world!" Zhou Jingru knows her daughter's personality well, Seeing that the husband made such a decision regardless of his daughter's will, he was very worried.

"It's the order of the parents, the words of the matchmaker! I don't believe it, she can go against the sky!" Su Langkun stared fiercely, and decided to go his own way to the end.

In their eyes, in the face of these so-called "big events", it seems that Wen Cheng's dedication and affection have become irrelevant and worthless.To coax her into being the executioner who personally cut off the only connection between the two, is it cruel...

Time flies, day and night, but in a blink of an eye.But for Wen Cheng, it was as unbearable as years. He supported Wen Yi to sit halfway, and wiped her sweat-drenched body with a warm towel.Wen Yi is still in a coma, but Wen Cheng is not worried. This is in line with what Aunt Su said about the symptoms.Without further ado, Wen Cheng melted the white pill in hot water, and fed Wen Yi one bite at a time with a spoon.

Unexpectedly, just after drinking half of it, Wen Yi suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were dull, a hoarse moan came from his throat, and his expression was very painful.Wen Cheng was so startled that he didn't have time to react, "Crack", the bowl was overturned by her to the ground. "Ah Cheng!" Wen Yi yelled quietly, his eyes were loose.Just as Wen Cheng was about to speak, he wanted to explain, to explain what she had done, to explain her heartbreaking pain.But before he could speak, Wen Yi closed his eyes again, fell down, and lost consciousness again, leaving only a stunned Wen Cheng and a large piece of quilt wetted by the soup.

Wen Cheng felt so tired, couldn't bear the double torment both physically and mentally, and after a while, fell asleep beside the bed in a daze...

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a ringing in his ear, and his thoughts returned. Wen Cheng suddenly woke up, raised his head, and looked towards the bed.It was almost dark, and in the faint light, I could see Wen Yi shaking his head from side to side, "Hmm...um..." As if trying to get rid of something, the voice became weaker and weaker until it became silent.Then, it was her eyes that slowly opened.

Wen Cheng was overjoyed, and held Wen Yi with trembling hands: "A Yi, are you awake?"

But the eyes of the other party slowly focused, not the familiar intimacy, but the strangeness and vigilance. One sentence made Wen Cheng feel as if he was in an ice cellar, and his heart was cold: "Who are you?"...