Who is the white moonlight these days? We are just following the plot

"Doctor, doctor, are you mistaken? He's not dead, he... he's still alive."

Ji Xingyao grabbed the doctor's white coat like crazy, and the blood on her hands stained the doctor. She shouted: "Don't stop, don't stop, keep rescuing him, he's not dead yet, he's not dead yet!"

Shi Yubai walked forward and held her wrist: "Xingyao, let go."

"No, why don't you believe it? He's really not dead. He's still breathing."

Ji Xingyao let go of his hand and stumbled to his knees beside Li Heng.

She touched Li Heng's face tremblingly and said carefully, "Li Heng, please open your eyes. Please don't scare me. I'm very timid."

Li Heng's body was so cold. Even in the scorching heat of July, he didn't have a trace of warmth.

The blood from his chest had spread out into a large dark area beneath his body, and the strong smell of blood couldn't even be blown away by the night wind.

"Please accept my condolences. We have tried our best." The doctor's voice was not loud, but it was deafening, shocking Ji Xingyao to the point of wanting to die.

Shi Yubai squatted down and silently put his arm around Ji Xingyao's shoulders.

"Xingyao, he... is dead."

Medical staff came forward and lifted Li Heng onto a stretcher, with a white cloth covering his gray face.

"No - no -" After a heart-wrenching cry, Ji Xingyao's body softened and he fainted.

Beach house.

The urgent ringing of the doorbell broke the silence.

The housekeeper came in his pajamas and opened the door.

"Mr. Wen?"

He spoke in surprise. At this moment, the person standing outside the door was Wen Yuan.

"Is Gao Yan here?" Wen Yuan's voice was trembling, his eyes were red, and his emotions were surging.

"Yes, yes." The butler saw that something extremely urgent had happened and said immediately, "I'll go call him right away."

Wen Yuan followed the housekeeper, his steps weak, sometimes deep and sometimes shallow, and his body was extremely unstable.

As I walked into the villa, I heard a babyish voice coming from the second floor.

Wen Xiaochuan rubbed his eyes, looked at the housekeeper dazedly and asked, "Grandpa Housekeeper, it's so late, who is it?"

Wen Yuan looked up suddenly, and a small figure came into his eyes.

he is--

Wen Yuan accidentally met this child at a luncheon held at a well-known car brand launch conference.

Why is he here?

Before she could figure it out, Gao Yan appeared behind Wen Xiaochuan. He asked in surprise, "Ayuan, why are you here?"

Hearing the familiar voice, Wen Yuan's tears, which he had been holding back all the way, suddenly fell.

"Come with me...come with me to Lin City. Something happened to Gao Yu."

Gao Yan suddenly became nervous: "What happened?"

Wen Yuan opened his mouth and sobbed, but the words "He's dead" were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them no matter what.

Gao Yan quickly ran downstairs, suppressed his pounding heart, and asked again, "What happened to him?"

His gaze was too heavy for Wen Yuan to bear. She lowered her head, her nails digging deep into her palms.

Time passed by minute by minute. The moment Wen Yuan raised her eyes, a tear fell from the corner of her eye. She did not answer Gao Yan's question, but held on to the last glimmer of hope and asked: "You, do you have a system?"

Although she knew that Gao Yan could not lie to her, Wen Yuan still refused to give up.

What if, what if, like them, they go to another world and cannot reveal the existence of the system to the people in this world.

Wen Yuan suddenly grabbed Gao Yan's arm, his lips trembling violently: "You are bound to the system, right?"

silence.

Gao Yan lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yuan who was crying in front of him, and his heart suddenly fell into the abyss.

A deep fear spread within the body.

He suddenly held his head with both hands. Who was hitting his head? It hurt so much.

"Li Zhao..." Wen Yuan called his name.

He is Emperor Zhaofeng of the Taifeng Dynasty. He came to the world incognito. Wen Yuan, the only one who knows his identity, deliberately ignores him and never calls him by his real name.

At this time, Wen Yuan was so heartbroken that he couldn't speak. He was not Gao Yan, he was Li Zhao, the king of a country with the most noble bloodline.

Li Heng was the King of Ruiping, a brave and skilled general who was second only to the emperor.

How could he die like this, in the wilderness?

The name written on the emergency medical record was Gao Yu. She couldn't even let her name appear openly in this world. Apart from her and Ji Xingyao, who else could remember their origins?

Wen Yuan hugged Li Zhao, and her tears wet Li Zhao's shoulders.

"Let's go to Lin City together."

Li Zhao's breathing was heavy and his head was splitting with pain. For a moment, he couldn't even remember who Wen Yuan was.

A minute later, Li Zhao endured the severe pain and pushed Wen Yuan away. He looked at the dark night outside for a long time, and then a hoarse voice sounded:

"Xiaochuan, I'll take you to see my uncle."

Wen Yuan then remembered the child standing on the second floor. She looked up and saw Wen Xiaochuan with tears on his face.

"Dad, what happened to my uncle?"

Wen Xiaochuan squatted on the ground, hugged his knees aggrievedly, and looked at the adults downstairs sadly.

He didn't understand what they were saying, but he knew that something had happened to his uncle.

Wen Xiaochuan likes his uncle the most. He is young and doesn’t understand what death is, but he can understand the expressions of adults and he is very sad.

Li Zhao's Adam's apple trembled. He walked upstairs, hugged Wen Xiaochuan, and walked out without saying a word.

Wen Yuan was worried about his condition and chased after him, saying, "Take my car, Lao Lu is here."

In this situation, Wen Yuan was worried about Li Zhao driving by himself.

Li Zhao stopped numbly and looked down at Wen Xiaochuan in his arms.

Originally he wanted to drive there himself, but he couldn't take the risk with Wen Xiaochuan.

The three of them got into Wen Yuan's nanny car.

Old Lu glanced at the rearview mirror fearfully, keeping his mouth shut. While ensuring safety, he stepped on the accelerator almost to the bottom.

Wen Xiaochuan's tears kept flowing in the car.

His father and mother were sitting next to him. It was a scene he had been looking forward to for a long time, but he couldn't feel happy.

He missed his uncle, his smile, his airplane hug, his prickly stubble, his hearty laughter, and so much more...

Li Zhao looked out the window without saying a word, his profile hard and his features sharp.

Wen Yuan couldn't see his expression clearly. Her heart was in a knot. She leaned back in the chair tiredly and covered her eyes with her hands.

His shoulders trembled and tears flowed from between his fingers.

There were four people in the car, two of them were crying. However, no one cared about their emotions.

The atmosphere in the car was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating.

Two hours later, the car arrived at Lin City Hospital.

The car door opened, and when Li Zhao got out of the car, he staggered and almost fell. He propped himself up and pulled Wen Xiaochuan out of the car.

Wen Yuan also got out of the car and stood beside them.

Someone had been waiting at the hospital entrance and came over to greet them as soon as they saw them.

"Boss Wen, follow me."

Three people walked into the hospital together, walked for a long time, turned several corners, and stopped at a door.

The three huge characters "Mortuary" glowed eerily.