"I have already got the key to open the tomb city."
As he spoke, he freed one hand, reached into his bosom, and pulled out a yellow jade pendant with a slight green hue. He waved it in front of Liang Meng's eyes.
"It's this jade pendant."
"There's something I think it's time you knew. This jade pendant is actually made of bamboo wood."
After Yun Xuchen finished speaking, he raised his hand and looked at Liang Meng. Seeing that she still had her eyes closed and showed no reaction, he no longer hesitated to speak any more.
He even hoped that he would say something he shouldn't say, as long as Liang Meng could wake up.
"I think you have long forgotten that this jade pendant is yours. Ten thousand years ago, Zhuo Mu was the jade pendant you wore around your waist. After you... after you fell, this jade pendant absorbed a trace of your spirit. For thousands of years, it has been waiting here, waiting for you to come."
"You've forgotten him, and he doesn't remember you either. But he still has an instinct in his blood to swear allegiance to his master, you."
"That's why... he was so willing to risk his own life to save you, a person he'd only met a few times."
After wiping his face, Yun Xuchen stopped talking, turned around and walked to the basin, washing the towel in his hand again.
He walked to the bed again, gently held Liang Meng's hand in his palm, and carefully rubbed it finger by finger, carefully avoiding the horrible scar on the palm.
It was as if Liang Meng was fragile glass.
"And Yue'er, she's also yours. She's your sword. Her name is Xuanyue. Like Zhuomu, she also absorbed a trace of your spirit ten thousand years ago."
"You can sense Yue'er's special feelings towards you without me even telling you. It's not because she's not afraid of strangers, but because she's so special to you. The reason is the same as Zhuo Mu's. They have an instinctive feeling towards you, ingrained in their blood."
"There's one more thing I'll tell you as well."
Yun Xuchen lowered his head, his cold voice remained calm. After wiping one hand, he went to wipe the other hand. During this gap, he looked up at Liang Meng again.
The tone seemed to be telling Liang Meng an insignificant story.
"We've got the key to the Tomb City. Although the Tomb City can be saved, Yue'er and Zhuomu will never come back. They've found another way to stay by your side."
"I think this is the best destination for them."
"Zhuo Mu is this jade pendant, I have already got it. But your Xuan Yue Sword can only be obtained by opening the tomb city."
"I just hope you can remember them quickly. ...And the legend, Jun Lan."
Yun Xuchen paused after saying this, and his scrubbing movements stopped, his shoulders heaving violently.
He seemed to be having difficulty breathing and took a deep breath.
"Remember me quickly too."
Unlike the other words, this one had a distinct tremolo.
After wiping his fingers, Yun Xuchen threw the towel into the basin, then took the ointment on the table, placed Liang Meng's hand on his knees, and applied the ointment on her palm bit by bit.
This time, Yun Xuchen didn't say another word until both palms were painted.
He carefully wrapped his palm with linen, then stood up and covered Liang Meng with the quilt. Then Yun Xuchen went out with the basin of water.
When Liang Meng opened her eyes, Yun Xuchen was not in the room.
At this time every day, he would fetch a basin of water for Liang Meng to wash her face and fingers. So he came back soon.
Looking at Liang Meng's big eyes opened, Yun Xuchen was startled and it took him a moment to come back to his senses.
He walked forward, knelt in front of Liang Meng, and called her softly.
As expected, Liang Meng didn't react at all to Yun Xuchen's calls. His eyes remained fixed on the roof.
In this state, Liang Meng looked no different from when he was unconscious, except that his eyes were open.
Same as can't hear, can't feel.
Yun Xuchen called a few more times and said a few words that Liang Meng should want to know most when she woke up, but sadly, Liang Meng didn't even blink in response.
It was as if the person lying on the bed was not a person, but a body with its life and soul sucked away.
Yun Xuchen understood that this was because his spirit had been taken away.
Liang Meng's injuries were almost healed. But even if she was completely healed, without her spirit, Yun Xuchen was not sure he could bring her out of the dream.
The best solution now is for Yun Xuchen to wake up from the dream, go to the person pretending to be Liang Meng, get his spirit back, and then come back to heal Liang Meng.
But Yun Xuchen was absolutely worried about leaving Liang Meng, especially Liang Meng who had no resistance at all, alone in the dream.
After a while, Liang Meng was able to get out of bed and walk. Although she was like a puppet, she would only move when Yun Xuchen pulled the strings in his hand.
When the sunlight is good, Yun Xuchen will take Liang Meng to the yard to bask in the sun.
Although he had lost consciousness and feelings, Liang Meng still had a love for food. He ate three meals a day, each one more than the last.
Fortunately, Yun Xuchen has some cooking skills, otherwise, he would be really worried.
In any case, the more you eat, the faster you recover. Liang Meng's thin cheeks and body, which were tortured by injuries, are becoming plumper with Yun Xuchen's three meals a day.
The pale complexion gradually turned a healthy blush.
But the eyes remain empty day after day.
Yun Xuchen was very happy to see Liang Meng gradually recovering.
Often, because Liang Meng was unconscious, he would boldly hug her, or tell her things that he would never dare to let Liang Meng know in advance.
There were a few moments when Yun Xuchen even wanted to live here like this with Liang Meng.
Never mind Zhou Yuan, never mind the beast tribe. No war, no strife, no constant worry and longing.
It was just the two of them, nestled in this secluded paradise. He would be with her, and she would always be by his side.
Unfortunately, it's just a thought...
When he saw Jun Lan, Yun Xuchen thought there was something wrong with his eyes for a moment.
It was not until Jun Lan spoke in panic that Yun Xuchen was sure.
"Where's my sister?"
"Why are you here?"
in unison.
"Where's my sister?"
“Why are you here?!”
Again in unison.
By the way, this is damn tacit understanding.
Jun Lan lost his patience first, and strode towards the house in a hurry and irritability. Yun Xuchen did not stop him. Liang Meng was unconscious now, and even if she saw Jun Lan, it would not bring back any memories that would disappear without a trace.
In the room, Liang Meng was sitting upright in a chair, her black hair falling softly on her shoulders. The bruises on her face had long since disappeared, and her face had become white, tender and soft again.
Her eyes were wide open, staring at the door without blinking. If it weren't for the dim light in her eyes, Jun Lan would have thought she was waiting for someone passionately.
Seeing Liang Meng, all kinds of emotions, sweet, bitter, painful, and so on, surged into Jun Lan's heart like a surging wave.
Jun Lan felt as if his throat was being pinched hard by a hand, causing severe pain.
Her nostrils twitched in grievance, and she couldn't hold it back any longer, tears rolling down her eyes.
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