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I don't know what Song Manjun did to Song Manzhen's leg. Since she woke up again, her left leg was so sore that she couldn't even take a step off the bed.After taking a sip of the medicinal soup brought by Xiaojuan, she was tormented by sleepiness and pain. She fell asleep most of the time every day, as if she would never wake up.

Song Manzhen continued to sweat, talk in sleep, and had a high fever, so frightened that Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song, who had just returned from Biannan City, stayed by her side all day long, not daring to leave.

"What happened to Manzhen? Why did it happen?" Mrs. Song couldn't help crying when she saw her daughter suffer so much, but Song Manjun comforted her:

"Mother, don't worry. I asked the doctor to have a look. The doctor said that Manzhen's leg was injured and some inflammation caused the fever. He has prescribed several medicines. I asked Xiaojuan to boil and feed Manzhen to drink. Manzhen should rest well. It will be fine in a few days. Mother and father still have to go to Biannan, right? Don’t worry if you go, your daughter will stay at home and take care of everything until you return home.” The appearance of the prefect of Song Man County reassured Mrs. Song a lot:

"Fortunately, with you here, this house is like a home... If you are not here, Manzhen is like this, there is no one in the house! I really don't know if your father and I are getting older, and I don't know if we can still support this Home!"

Seeing that her mother was crying, Song Manjun knew that she was thinking about the second sister again, and felt sad. He stroked the eldest lady's back and said, "It's because my daughter is unfilial, and she can't share the business affairs with her parents."

"Don't say that, you have earned a lot of face for my Song family by marrying into the royal family of Yushi. When your father and I went to Biannan, when they heard that it was Mrs. Yushi's Song family, they immediately sold the goods to you. We, the Song family, are really blessed to have you."

Song Manjun didn't show joy on the surface, but just held Mrs. Song's hand and didn't let go.When Mrs. Song was silent, Song Manjun looked at Song Manzhen's frowning and slightly painful sleeping face in a blink of an eye-without showing a trace of a smile.

Song Manzhen has been trapped in a dream, endless, unable to wake up.Occasionally, he returned to reality in a drowsy state, looking at the carefully carved and majestic roof beams, sweating profusely, not knowing where he was.

The unattainable roof terrified her.Her chest was tight and her breathing was difficult, but her knees were so painful that she had no time to think about other things.

During this half-dream and half-waking period, she kept dreaming of Chunshui, and dreamed that Chunshui was running among the flames of war, with a panicked and frightened expression.A tall man covered in armor slashed Chunshui's left leg with a sword, and Chunshui fell down, bleeding all over the ground.

Chun Shui was lying on the ground, neither crying nor making noise, the man disappeared, and a mountain of corpses piled up under her.

Her leg was still bleeding, but her eyes were completely glazed over.She is like a dead person, an abandoned corpse, she can no longer feel everything in this world...

But why, the leg still hurts so much?

In the dream, she seemed to have turned into Chunshui, feeling everything about Chunshui, the pain went deep into the bone marrow, and the pain was sharp.

"Chunshui, Chunshui..." Song Manzhen called Chunshui's name in her dream, and Song Manjun, who was sitting by the side waiting for her medicinal soup, heard her raving in her dream.

Song Manjun put the medicine bowl aside and looked carefully at Song Manzhen's face.

This has been the case for the past few years. As long as you don't see her for a while and see your sister again, you will find that her facial features have expanded a lot.The little girl's face gradually took on an adult look, and her love and hatred became more and more obvious.

Yes, she is sixteen.

Song Manjun's face was so stiff that even his carefully groomed eyelashes were motionless.Her fingers hooked Song Manzhen's lips, stroking the tip of her soft and red lips.The fingertips gently pressed on Song Manzhen's lips, feeling her exhaled heat and fragile softness, and then pulled her double petals, the color inside was bright.

"Hmm..." Song Manzhen seemed to feel something in a dream, she opened her lips slightly, and Song Manjun's fingertips lingered more recklessly between her lips and teeth.

Manzhen, little Manzhen, you are no longer my little Manzhen.Time is the most ruthless, no matter how cute and intimate the relationship is, it will be wiped out forever.

The cell was terribly dark, even at noon, but only a ray of light penetrated into the cell from the small hole so narrow that only one eye could be exposed, but unfortunately it couldn't illuminate anyone.

This place is like hell, pots of flames are burning far away, but it seems fake, and you can't feel even a little bit of warmth from it.

Chun Shui felt that he was already dead.

Lying on the icy floor, she could no longer feel the cold, her eyes were open without blinking, staring at the only small hole on the wall that communicated with the outside world.It was gray outside, with snowflakes falling.

Today's winter solstice is much colder than in previous years. Chunshui has only a thin prison coat hanging on his body, and he doesn't even have the strength to tremble.The texture of the prison clothes is rough, and the slightest movement on the body feels like the skin will be worn out, which is very unbearable.The prison cells were separated by thick wood, and the long-cooled prison rice was packed in broken black bowls. When the jailer threw the prison rice in carelessly, a lot of soaked vegetable leaves and rice were spilled on the ground.

Chun Shui turned over and felt that his whole body was falling apart and his bones were loose.Just seeing that bowl of rice, Chunshui remembered the second year of Shuchang, which was the beginning of the establishment of the Xia Dynasty and the New Kingdom. The whole country suffered from severe plague and famine. At that time, Chunshui was infected with the plague and no one dared to approach her.The life of Chunshui, who was already seriously injured, was hanging by a thread. At that time, she felt that she must see Hades.Unexpectedly, Mu Qing in the end was not afraid at all, she still came to take care of her every day, changed her dressing, fed her, and treated her as before.Chun Shui asked her at the time, Gan Muqing, everyone is avoiding me and even throwing me in this barren mountain, why are you still here?Are you not afraid of death?

At that time, Gan Muqing didn't like to put on heavy makeup as much as she does now, and she didn't even look at Chunshui with her delicate features, so she turned her body over, took off her clothes and applied medicine to her.

"There's nothing to be afraid of death. Haven't I died enough?" Gan Muqing ignored her and just helped her change her medicine.

A few days later, Chun Shui was still alive, and Gan Muqing still came to see her in the abandoned cabin on the mountain.

"The skin on the body is festered, and the bones are here." Gan Muqing pulled her arm to look at the injury on her waist, the pain caused Chunshui tears to roll in his eyes, "You are probably dying too? Well, since that's the case, I'll give it a go."

Gan Muqing took Chunshui to a hidden magic doctor's place and asked the magic doctor to treat her illness. Unexpectedly, the cure was really cured, but Gan Muqing was never infected with the plague. I don't know either.

Every time she recalled Gan Muqing's appearance of abandoning the world without fear of death and taking care of herself wholeheartedly and pretending to be careless, Chunshui once figured that she must have affection in her heart.

But Gan Muqing is always confusing, sometimes Chunshui almost feels that Gan Muqing is really in love with her, but Gan Muqing distances himself; sometimes he feels how much Gan Muqing cares about her, But he was thrown into the cold palace at the first time...

Chun Shui laughed at himself, Gan Muqing had so many women around him, what was he?Chun Shui has such a person in his heart all these years, but it's a pity that Qian Mu Qing's heart is everywhere.

After all, it was wishful thinking, Chun Shui laughed at himself.

The ears on the floor heard footsteps—maybe what should come will always come, she should have died nine years ago, she has already lived against the sky, so there should be no more greed, besides, she has no Any worries.

Thanks to Gan Muqing's care, it would be a relief if he could die this time.