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This kind of waiting at the juncture of life and death is always extremely difficult.

Xu Zhao originally planned to wait with Mu Qianshan, but the morning sun was already out and the sky was bright, so he had to go back to the mansion quickly to change into his official uniform and go to the morning court.

Qin Heng had been busy all night, physically and mentally exhausted, so he couldn't wait for Fuli to wake up.Therefore, there was only Mu Qianshan left in the house.

He is used to being alone and never finds it difficult, but at this moment every minute seems to be stretched out, making people flustered.

The attached face is still pale, the cheeks are surprisingly thin, and the prominent cheekbones can be seen.He slept peacefully, like a baby in his mother's arms, without worries.

Mu Qianshan's gaze was fixed on his face all the time, expecting him to wake up the next moment, but he didn't want to disturb the peace of this moment.

He hasn't slept like this for a long time, Mu Qianshan thought.

Perhaps the drowsiness after the severe pain was a long and peaceful recovery, but he slept for too long, and Mu Qianshan was afraid that he would never wake up again.

Qin Heng said wait, if he wakes up, there will be no serious problems, if he doesn't wake up, then last night will be a farewell forever.

He was apprehensive, he hadn't felt like this for a long time, and even felt strange to himself.

The light from the window came through, gradually brightening the room.

It was dawn, but Fuli hadn't woken up yet.

The maids were all dismissed long ago, and the gorgeous room was empty and silent.Looking at the past, no one would see a comatose person lying on the couch, and the person in front of the couch with his eyes open all the time. "Mountain. With. Yu. Xi."

Naturally, the sleepy person couldn't move or make a sound, but the person sitting in front of the couch didn't sleep, and didn't move at all.He is like a statue carved out of stone, with only a human appearance, but still as a dead thing.

His whole body exudes a decadent and depressed atmosphere, ignoring the beautiful black hair, people almost think that this is an old man who is dying.But those eyes are young, as clear as the stars in the autumn night, and as dark as the water of the abyss in the nine heavens.

When he opens his eyes and looks at you, it always makes people sink into the deep eyes unconsciously.

But the man he looked at didn't see it.

Mu Qianshan has been waiting for a long time.

He drew the curtains, and the whole room was shrouded in darkness, as if it was still before dawn, and he still had one more day to wait for Fu Li to wake up.

And it is always difficult for people to deceive themselves. Even if the room is dark, it is difficult for people not to see the light coming through the curtain.

There are a few clusters of light and shadows indistinctly on the black silk curtain, and the outside room has already been lit.

This is the seventh day, and on the night of the seventh day, Fuli still hasn't woken up.

The person who had always been like a still life finally moved. He walked to the window and opened the curtain. Through the wide pane, a round of bright moon was hanging high in the sky, emitting a bright and cool light in the dark night.

The moon is hanging in the middle of the sky, the moon is dying, and the moon has fallen on the west mountain.

The man standing still in front of the window no longer insisted on the posture he had maintained for more than twenty years. His spine, which was once as straight as a pine branch, slowly bent down to pick up the long sword he had thrown by the window.

The tip of the sword was still dripping with blood, the blood was bright red, and the hilt and body were pitch black.

Mu Qianshan had already walked to the bedside with the long sword in his hand, his steps were so slow for the first time.

Although the moonlight has gradually faded, there is still a smear left, peeking at his figure.

What is there, crystal clear and warm, under the reflection of the moonlight, like a pearl left by a mermaid by the sea?It turned cold again in a blink of an eye.

"I'm sorry, I'm here to accompany you." Who was murmuring, his voice was like weeping, and in the most affectionate and ruthless tone, "I love you."

The sound of the voice is like the calming incense burning in the house, although it is scattered continuously, it is like the continuation of thoughts in the world.He was in a trance, but within a moment, he woke up very quickly.

In an instant, the person on the couch was awakened. There was water on his face, but it was not his.

"Thousands of mountains!"

In a trance, shouting like thunder, Mu Qianshan was shocked by the sound, his heartbeat seemed to stop, his long and dense eyelashes were trembling, and then he opened his eyes.

Mu Qianshan's sword was still hanging around his neck, leaving a bloodstain, whether it was attached to Li's blood or his.

"You, how can you..."

Fuli's voice trembled nervously, fearing that if he didn't measure his hands in the next second, he would be separated from heaven and man forever.

"Are you awake?" Mu Qianshan seemed to be awakened suddenly from his sleep, and could only look at him fixedly, his eyes were dark, but somewhat confused.

Fu Li was a little afraid to look into his eyes, and only nodded heavily.

He had already woken up, but there was always a vague hope in his heart, wanting to hear him confide in his thoughts when he was not awake.

But what he didn't expect was that Mu Qianshan would be so decisive, as soon as he said it, he had already put the sword on his neck.

He never told Mu Qianshan that he liked the word, and Mu Qianshan did the same, but he was frivolous and conceited before, but he had no face to say it later.

Hearing Mu Qianshan say today that he loves him, he actually loves himself, Fu Li is so happy that his blood is jumping for joy.

He was only lucky now that he opened his eyes immediately, so that he would not make a big mistake.

"You already woke up?"

Mu Qianshan had already put down his sword, and hit the jade slab with a "ding dong", causing Fuli to feel guilty.

"I know I was wrong, really, and I will never do it again!" He has always been quick to admit his mistakes.

But Mu Qianshan's complexion was not clear, and the sky was as gloomy as a plum rain, so he ignored him and turned around to leave.

Fuli hurried to pull him, only pulled him to the corner of his clothes, and was pulled forward by the strength brought by Mu Qianshan's walking.

"hiss……"

The voice of the person behind him suffering from pain was very clear in the silent night.

Mu Qianshan was impatient for a moment, turned around to see if he was involved in the wound again, and was suddenly pulled into his arms and hugged tightly.

"I'll never let you go again." Fuli's panting voice was in his ears. He exhausted too much physical strength, and it seemed that he was exhausted just by pulling, but he still hugged Mu Qianshan tightly.

The moonlight came in again, shining on the two people who were close to each other, casting a soft halo on them.

"it is good."

It is still a clear and cold voice, but it has already answered more in my heart-I will never leave you again.

Then, he heard the most beautiful love words in the world.

"Man, what about Sen, Subu Youren."

Fuli felt that the heat on his body had slowly returned, and it was coming from Mu Qianshan, just like he used to warm up Mu Qianshan.He spoke softly, only turning it over and over again, saying this sentence, over and over again.

Man, Sen, Subu Youren.

Turkic, I love you.

I love you, like the everlasting moonlight, even though the sea has dried up and the mulberry field has disappeared, it still exists in the world.