Prosperous Beauty System

Mingyue ignored him, hiding under the quilt and didn't know who she was angry with.Zheng Lun propped up one long leg and lay on his side beside him, leaning closer to his chin, "Are you really angry?"

Mingyue's heart pounded, "I, I'm going to sleep."

"Going to sleep just after waking up?" A smile flashed across Zheng Lun's eyes, "It's really difficult to raise."

He threw off the quilt, looked at Mingyue who was stiff inside and didn't dare to move, and said, "I'm going out for a while, you just be good, don't go out, remember to eat."

Mingyue understood the deep meaning in his words, her fingers turned white, "You want to go out?"

Zheng Lun pressed the corners of his mouth, looking extremely calm, "Remember to eat." He didn't say where he was going or when he would be back.

"Be good here." He emphasized, his face as calm as his voice, "I don't want to see an empty room when I come back."

Mingyue sat up, raised her head to look at him, her chest heaved, "Do you have to go?" Clearly knowing that this road is a trap for the other party, Zheng Lun still wants to step in.Mingyue didn't understand. In the past half month, he didn't think clearly for a moment.

Zheng Lun sat up with his body propped up, leaned closer, his breath was warm, "Are you concerned about me?"

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, so don't die." Mingyue grabbed his hand, fingers tightly.

The two looked at each other, Zheng Lun turned around and got off the bed, "Just take care of yourself, you don't have to worry about my affairs."

Mingyue got up after him, with black hair disheveled and white clothes, his eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked up, "I'm not going to Changli anymore, you are not allowed to go."

Zheng Lun walked behind the screen, and when he came out, he was dressed in a black suit.He was already fair-skinned and handsome, and he was tall and straight, but now his long hair and high bunch looked even more indifferent and ruthless.

"Aren't you going to Changli? Where are you going then?" He picked up his saber and asked, "Don't forget, the Seventh Prince is waiting for you there."

Mingyue came up and grabbed the hem of his clothes, "Don't go to Changli, go anywhere, go to Cangyu, go back to Jiangling... anywhere, it's better than going to Changli."

Zheng Lun lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on the hand that was holding his sleeve tightly, "Don't you want to see the Seventh Prince?"

Mingyue put down her hands, her heart was sore, "...I want to, but I'm more afraid of seeing you get hurt."

Half a month ago, in order to protect him, Zheng Lun was slashed several times in the back by the pursuers, and he could only lie on the ground bleeding.Mingyue was lying on top of him, crying in fear.

The chasing soldier stood beside him and raised his long knife at him. The blade was glowing coldly. Mingyue thought she was going to die, so she threw herself on Zheng Lun, tears streaming down her face.

The scorching tears fell on Zheng Lun's chest, scorching his eyebrows straight when he was dying, Mingyue didn't notice it, she just kept crying, maybe she felt hopeless, maybe she was too scared.

Zheng Lun weakly opened his eyes, hugged Mingyue and rolled to the side several times, grabbed the long sword at the side and threw it backwards, the pursuer froze and fell down.

Mingyue fell to the ground and climbed onto Zheng Lun, who had passed out again, "Zheng Lun! Zheng Lun, wake up?!" If Su Xi heard this cry, his heart would hurt badly.

Zheng Lun's back was injured, bloody and bloody. It looked serious, but he just passed out from the pain.

Mingyue doesn't know medical skills, and he has only been in the world for a few months, so he can't save Zheng Lun.Zheng Lun didn't respond after calling out several times in a row. He seemed to have thought of something, reacted, and quickly tore off the obscene pants under him and threw them aside.

The ends of her seaweed-like long hair were gradually dyed ice blue. Mingyue lowered her head, gritted her teeth, and pulled out a scale enduring the severe pain.The scales grew on his waist and abdomen, and when he had sex, it seemed that a knife was cutting his flesh and blood, causing Mingyue to roll on the ground in pain.

"Zheng Lun, Zheng Lun..." He crawled over with a pale face, trembling all over, bleeding from his waist and abdomen, but he didn't see it at all.

"Come on, open your mouth, eat it... eat it, and you'll be fine." No matter how hard Mingyue tried, Zheng Lun just couldn't open his mouth.

He kept crying, "Open your mouth quickly, it will be useless if you don't eat."

Zheng Lun still didn't respond, Mingyue lowered her head, put the scales in her mouth, chewed them up, and fed them to Zheng Lun.

The sun sets from the sky and rises from the mountains.

There is not even a village in the deep mountains and wild forests. Mingyue carried him on her back and walked down the mountain step by step. Lun's back was steady, and he seemed unable to do anything.

The mountain road was rugged, Mingyue wiped the sweat from her forehead, and talked to Zheng Lun as usual, "Why are you still awake?"

There was a grievance in his words that he didn't know, "Wake up quickly, you promised Su Xi that you would take me to see him."

He raised his hand to wipe away his tears, "Same as Su Xi, a liar."

When Zheng Lun was unconscious, he heard someone scolding him in a nightmare, he opened his eyes, and tried his best to get close to Mingyue's ear, "I'm not a liar."

Mingyue's body trembled, "Zheng Lun?"

"I'm not a liar." He added, "Don't scold me."

Mingyue lowered her head and shed tears, "You said you would take me to see Su Xi, but you didn't."

Zheng Lun was exhausted and said, "Put me down."

Mingyue found a place and put him under a tree.

Zheng Lun sat down with his back against the tree, held Man Yue's hand tightly, and said weakly, "Master Ming Yue." His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and faintly bruised.

Man Yue leaned against him, his clenched fingers trembling faintly, he lowered his head, the mist in his eyes almost condensed into water droplets and rolled down.

"Young master." Zheng Lun knew that Mingyue was feeling uncomfortable, so he moved his fingers and held Mingyue in his arms.

The young man with black hair and black hair had deep worries in his eyes. He smiled at Mingyue, "Zheng Lun fulfilled his mission." He smiled and coughed violently again.

These days of fleeing day and night, Zheng Lun's serious injury made Mingyue's nerves tense to the extreme.He looked at Zheng Lun who was coughing desperately, tears suddenly fell down.

pat pat pat.

Big tears, like pearls.

The tears fell on the back of Zheng Lun's hand, and the man's heart ached badly, "My lord, don't cry." He raised his hand, trying to wipe away the tears for Mingyue, but his arm was cut several times and he couldn't lift it up.

Mingyue wiped her tears and said, "I thought you wouldn't wake up."

Zheng Lun still remembered what Mingyue called him a liar just now, and smiled lightly with a pale face, "Don't dare not wake up."

What I thought in my heart was that he loves to cry so much. When he cried, he couldn't stop crying. Why does he love to cry so much?

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