No solution

When Mu An Ning heard this, he immediately shifted his gaze from Gu Huaizhi to the black-robed man in front of him.

Although Shi Jiangli was wearing a mask and she couldn't see the expression on his face, she could tell from his tone that he seemed extremely happy.

When Luo Zhiyan heard this, she stopped sobbing immediately. She looked at Gu Huaizhi and then at Mu Anning in a daze, and finally she dared to carefully glance at the culprit who had caused all this.

Gu Huaizhi looked stern, put his hand on the hilt of the sword, and said coldly: "Let them go."

"General Gu, don't you want to play a game of choosing one or the other at the same time?" Shi Jiangli laughed, then raised his hands lightly, and the soldiers who were holding Mu An Ning and Luo Zhiyan immediately put their cold swords on their necks.

Seeing this, Gu Huaizhi moved the fingertips of his left hand slightly, making a gesture to Lu Changqing who was riding on horseback behind him. He immediately suppressed the anger in his eyes and asked calmly, "Shi Jiangli, what do you want?"

Shi Jiangli smiled but said nothing. He suddenly walked to Luo Zhiyan who started to sob again and looked down at her: "Guess, will your cousin save you or her?"

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyan couldn't help but sniff, her shoulders trembling slightly, shaking her head and muttering, "I...I don't know."

Shi Jiangli seemed dissatisfied with the answer. He stretched out his right hand directly to Luo Zhiyan's neck, but for some reason, he stopped suddenly.

Luo Zhiyan couldn't help but close her eyes, trembling and speaking from the bottom of her heart to her cousin in the distance: "Wuwuwu, Brother Huai, Yan'er doesn't want to die."

Because of the way she had seen this man before, she thought he was probably a half-hearted person like her, and he wouldn't be a bad person.

Unexpectedly, he used her and Sister Mu to threaten Brother Huai.

Just as Gu Huaizhi was staring at the scene in front of him, Shi Jiangli walked slowly in front of Mu Anning, his light gray eyes seemed to swallow her whole.

Mu An Ning's fingers couldn't help but curl up. Before she could react, the cold hand stroked her chin, forcing her body to tremble.

"What do you think?" Shi Jiangli said in a hoarse voice, smiling, "Will he choose you?"

Mu An Ning suppressed the discomfort in her heart and could only purse her lips tightly. Seeing his beloved being touched, Gu Huaizhi suddenly clenched the sword in his hand: "Let her go!"

If there were no swords at their necks, he would have probably stabbed them with his swords or had someone shoot them with arrows.

In this situation, he was 90% sure he could save them.

But he didn't dare to bet the remaining 10%.

"An Ning..." When Jiang Li heard the boy's words, he not only did not let go, but also rushed in front of the girl in an instant. If it weren't for the mask blocking it, their lips would have collided directly.

Mu An Ning was startled and didn't care about the sword on his neck. He took a step back and a small bloody mark was scratched on his neck.

Shi Jiangli did not come any closer, but just stared at the blood flowing slowly with interest, then stretched out his hand and touched the girl's neck with his fingertips.

His frighteningly white hand was stained with a streak of bright red. He gently stroked his fingers, and his breathing seemed to become heavier: "It doesn't matter if he doesn't save you. I must taste this fragrant blood."

Hearing this, Mu An Ning felt something strange and stared intently at the dazed man.

Today is June 15th. She seemed to remember Mu Wan'er once said that Shi Li would become extremely bloodthirsty on the night of the full moon.

Could it be true?

"Shi Jiangli!" Seeing this, Gu Huaizhi finally couldn't help but draw his sword: "If you want your Liang country to be destroyed, this general will satisfy you!"

Luo Zhiyan also mustered up her courage and racked her brains to utter a 'cruel' word: "You evil wolf, let go of Sister Mu!"

Although she didn't like An Ning, her parents had taught her to be grateful and repay the kindness they had shown her.

Mu An Ning protected her just now, so she must also protect Mu An Ning.

Shi Jiangli paused for a moment, and his pale grey eyes finally showed some movement, as if there was someone who also liked to use the word "evil wolf" to curse others.

But he didn't think much about it, just stared at the girl in front of him who was trying hard to stay calm.

Suddenly, Shi Jiangli started laughing in a muffled voice, which was barely audible at first, but then gradually became unstoppable.

"My family is destroyed?" He walked up to the young man holding the sword, looked at the body on the ground, and his expression became a little strange. His voice was full of sarcasm: "I have no family, so how can my family be destroyed?"

This poison was inflicted on the general of Liang. As long as he was alive, the people of Liang would become more and more ferocious, and it would be no problem for them to conquer Chu.

Unexpectedly, everything was destroyed by Gu Huaizhi.

It was this small general of the State of Chu who ruined his great cause and the rest of his life.

But the strange thing was that he didn't want to kill this arrogant young man at all.

He had already sent people to inquire about it, and found out that Gu Huaizhi's sweetheart was the woman who had once given him terrible thoughts.

He also knew that Gu Huaizhi had a cousin who was pampered by the royal family. If she died, Gu Huaizhi would be too ashamed to face his family, especially his uncle and aunt who had already lost a son.

Before his death, he wanted to play one more game with them.

He was sure that Gu Huaizhi would save Luo Zhiyan.

However, Mu An Ning was very interesting. He liked to see her pretending to be calm even though she was clearly afraid.

If she had been more obedient, perhaps he would have spared her life, and would have also considered letting himself live a few more days to spend more time with this poor little girl.

Gu Huaizhi seized the moment when Jiang Li was distracted and swung his left hand lightly.

Lu Zhangqing on horseback understood and shot four arrows at the two soldiers beside Luo Zhiyan at lightning speed.

The two Liang men were caught off guard and fell directly, while Luo Zhiyan was frightened and stood still, unable to move.

On the other side, Gu Huaizhi's handsome face was full of gloom. After seeing the two soldiers lying on the ground, he struck Shi Jiangli's vital point with his sword and then pulled it out without mercy.

Shi Jiangli's body shuddered, and after spitting out a mouthful of blood, a sinister look flashed in his eyes, and he pushed the sword in his hand into the boy's back.

The sword blade pierced through the flesh, causing Gu Huaizhi to groan, fearing that if he was a step slower, his beloved would be in danger, but he did not stop.

"Gu Huaizhi!" Looking at the drawn sword, Mu An Ning's heart trembled, but the rest of the words were stuck in her throat, because the Liang soldier beside her pushed the sword deeper into her neck.

Seeing this, Gu Huaizhi turned around and ran towards Mu Anning.

In desperation, he directly grasped the sword on her neck with his hand.

Mu An Ning didn't expect the boy to be so radical. He closed his eyes subconsciously, his heart beating fast.

She originally wanted to wait for Gu Huaizhi to approach and then stab them with a silver needle. Gu Huaizhi's action disrupted her plan, but it also caused the sword on her neck to fall to the ground.

Blood gushed out from the young man's right palm, but he didn't care about anything else. His clothes fluttered as he kicked the two soldiers down.

Soon, he stretched out his long arms, grasped the girl's waist in his arms with his blood-stained hands, then tapped the ground with his toes and turned to walk towards the Chu army.

Mu An Ning only felt the whistling of the wind in his ears and his uneasy heart beating continuously.

Gu Huaizhi had just stabbed Li's vitals directly, so he might not live long.

But at that time, General Li had also seriously injured Gu Huaizhi. Although his vitals were not injured, his old injury had not yet healed. I am afraid he would need two or three months to recuperate after returning to Beijing.

At that moment, the mask on Jiangli's face fell to the ground for some reason, and Luo Zhiyan suddenly came to her senses. She just staggered to her feet, but was picked up by Lu Zhangqing, who cooperated very well with Gu Huaizhi, and away from the place of trouble.

At the same time, the two soldiers who were originally holding Mu An Ning hurriedly got up, carefully glanced at Shi Jiangli who had a pale face, picked up the bow and arrow on the ground, and aimed at the four people who were leaving.

With a few "whoosh" sounds, several arrows flew through the air, carrying a chilling murderous aura.

Gu Huaizhi and Lu Zhangqing turned around quickly, raised their swords, and knocked the arrows to the ground one by one. Wherever the swords touched, the arrows broke into pieces.

Mu An Ning was protected by the young man behind him. He looked at his jaw, his heart as hot as his breathing.

She couldn't quite tell whether her heart was beating because of fear or because of Gu Huaizhi.

"Go to hell."

As a ethereal voice, neither loud nor light, passed by his ears, Mu An Ning suddenly came back to his senses.

At this moment, an arrow shot out from nowhere and pierced the girl's right shoulder. Blood gushed out instantly like a blooming red lotus.

Gu Huaizhi's face changed, and his face, which was already as pale as paper due to the injury, became even worse. After shooting down the last arrow, he hurriedly supported the girl: "Aning!"

The severe pain came, and Mu An Ning trembled slightly in pain, almost falling to the ground, but she still shook her head gently to indicate that she was fine.

It turns out that being shot by an arrow hurts so much.

Gu Huaizhi had been stabbed by swords so many times before, and his arm was burned by fire in order to save her, but he still told her that he didn't feel any pain.

No, he said he was in pain, but he looked more like he was pretending. Unexpectedly, it really hurt a lot.

Thinking of this, Mu An Ning's clothes were soaked with a thin layer of cold sweat. He moved his lips but couldn't speak for a while.

Gu Huaizhi looked at the weak girl and his breathing became heavier.

He didn't care about anything else, and directly picked up the light-as-air girl and whispered to her in comfort: "Aning, don't be afraid, everything will be fine."

On the other side, Shi Jiangli covered his chest which was constantly bleeding and kicked the soldier who shot very accurately to the ground. The thin scar on his eyelid made his brows look even more gloomy.

The soldier who fell to the ground was originally delighted with his own accuracy. He was at a loss and just as he was about to open his mouth to defend himself, Shi Jiangli stabbed him in the heart with a sword: "Idiot."

*

When Luo Zhiyan came out of Mu An Ning's tent with a pale face, she suddenly raised her head and stared at the bright sun without blinking.

She had just helped Chuntao change clothes for Mu An Ning, and it was the first time she felt how precious life is.

Now that she had truly experienced it, she realized how foolish she had been to think that winning the war was easy.

She also understood that her brother Huai really loved her sister deeply. Even though he had just asked General Lu to rescue her, she was still very sad.

Chun Tao didn't know what happened. Seeing her mistress's melancholy look, she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just said softly, "Miss, please go back to your tent and rest. Miss Mu will be fine with me."

Luo Zhiyan looked back, her eyes becoming a little dazed. After a long while, she nodded and cried out, "Chun Tao, I really miss my father and mother."

There was a war between Chu and Liang, but her parents were in Liang and had not returned for a long time.

She was so scared, so scared that they would leave her like her brother.

Chuntao's nose suddenly felt sour. She patted Luo Zhiyan's back gently and prayed in her heart that all of them could return to Beijing safely.

Suddenly, a burst of laughter came.

The master and servant were startled and turned around to look. Although there were many injured, everyone had a look of joy on their faces.

Only one person was so seriously injured that he couldn't even walk.

When she saw clearly who the young man being supported was, Luo Zhiyan burst into tears: "Brother Huai, what's wrong with you!"

Gu Huaizhi shook his head, and before being helped into the camp, he forced a smile on his lips and said weakly: "Okay, save these tears for when you return to the capital and are punished..."

The next moment, Lu Zhangqing stopped the crying girl outside the tent and said calmly, "Miss Luo, go back."

Chun Tao also hurriedly said, "Miss, you should go and rest for a while. My cousin is a lucky person, and he will be fine."

Hearing this, Luo Zhiyan wiped away her tears, and after looking at Lu Zhangqing's stern expression, she nodded.

They were right. Her crying was only causing trouble for Brother Huai.

Just as she sniffed and was about to turn her head, tears suddenly stopped in her eyes. She looked around and her brows wrinkled little by little.

It's broken!

"General Lu, General Lu." Luo Zhiyan said anxiously, "There is still a person in the Liang prison cell who has not been rescued!"

*

The Liang army was defeated and finally surrendered.

Soon, the two countries will sign a peace treaty that will last for a thousand years.

As they still had to deal with various corpses and remains, the Chu soldiers remained at the border, but the news of the victory had already been reported back to the capital.

When Mu An Ning staggered out of the tent, he ran into someone head-on.

Doctor Lu was slightly surprised and looked her up and down: "Girl Mu, are you awake?"

Mu An Ning nodded gently and asked, "Doctor Lu, how long have I been unconscious?"

"Two days." Old Doctor Lu stroked his long beard and motioned for the girl to stretch out her hand.

After taking the pulse, Doctor Lu's solemn expression finally relaxed and he said with a smile, "Girl, you are a lucky person."

The arrow was clearly poisoned with a large dose of poison, but within two days, the poison in her body had completely disappeared.

Mu An Ning pursed her lips. She didn't understand what Doctor Lu meant, nor did she know that she had been poisoned.

She only remembered that after Gu Huaizhi picked her up that day, she lost consciousness.

Now it’s strange, she didn’t feel anything except a slight headache, and even the injury on her shoulder seemed to be healing exceptionally quickly.

Thinking of this, Mu An Ning couldn't help but ask: "Doctor Lu, how is Prince Gu's injury?"

Gu Huaizhi is a martial artist, and he was not injured in any vital parts, so he should be fine.

Old Doctor Lu paused, looked towards the tent next to him, and sighed.

Mu An Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a little uneasy: "But is the injury serious?"

"Alas." Doctor Lu shook his head: "I have been practicing medicine for many years and have never seen such a disease."

Although the poison had been removed, his pulse was still disordered, as if there were two kinds of poison in his body, and the blood he vomited was unnaturally black.

Upon hearing this, Mu An Ning's brows were filled with worry. He felt that he could only feel at ease after seeing it with his own eyes, so he hurriedly said goodbye to Doctor Lu and entered the tent.

She didn't notice that not far away, there were two people squatting on the ground, doing something.

If you look closely, you can see that the two seem to be drawing something with tree branches, which is quite naive.

One of them seemed to have noticed something and looked forward, just in time to catch a glimpse of a flash of moon-white clothing passing by.

The woman squatting on the ground suddenly patted the distracted man and said in a coquettish voice: "Tan Wenhuai, hurry up, it's your turn!"

Tan Wenhuai was called back to his senses. He looked at Luo Zhiyan with a bit of helplessness in his eyes, but he still drew a circle with the branch.

Seeing this, Luo Zhiyan hurriedly drew her own symbol, and curled her lips in joy: "I won again, Tan Wenhuai, you are so weak!"

But soon, the girl said excitedly: "Let's play another round!"

There were only men in the barracks, and she had nothing to do, so she could only find a man to play with her.

Brother Huai is still seriously injured. After much thought, she decided that Tan Wenhuai is the most suitable person.

Since the day before yesterday when she brought Lu Changqing to rescue him, Tan Wenhuai's attitude towards her has become much more lenient, and she actually enjoys her current treatment.

After all, Gu Huaizhi had never treated her like this before.

Luo Zhiyan won another round easily and couldn't help but say, "Tan Wenhuai, you are too stupid, even more stupid than my brother..."

She stopped talking halfway through her sentence and said no more.

This game was taught to her by her brother when she was a child. She loved playing it as a child and continued to love it when she grew up. However, after her brother passed away, there was no one to play with her anymore.

Tan Wenhuai didn't react much when he was scolded, but when he saw the girl suddenly lower her brows, he couldn't help but ask, "Miss Luo, what's wrong?"

Luo Zhiyan came back to her senses and realized that she was no longer the person who would cry because of missing her brother.

She raised her eyes to meet the man's concerned gaze, her face flushed, and she knocked on Tan Wenhuai's head with a branch as if to cover up: "Ahem, Tan Wenhuai, are you, are you deliberately giving in to me?"

"I don't need you to give in." She crossed her arms and said, "Let's play another round!"

Not far away, two old men were looking at the happy military camp side by side, and they were both filled with emotion.

"Old Lu, I never thought that we would fight side by side one day." It was Military Advisor Li who spoke first.

Doctor Lu looked at him with deep eyes, and nodded after a long while: "Ten years."

"Old Lu, why are you so grumpy?" Li Junshi smiled sincerely and said, "Your son is much more promising than mine."

Doctor Lu glanced at his friend, then immediately turned his gaze to the stern-looking man in the distance: "I don't expect him to have any future."

"Changqing is an ambitious child, so just be content." Military Advisor Li understood what he meant and consoled him, "The world should be able to enjoy peace for a few years in the future..."

Lu Changqing was not seriously injured, but Gu Huaizhi remained on the battlefield that day despite his injuries and shot and killed many enemy soldiers.

Seeing that Doctor Lu remained silent, Military Advisor Li suddenly asked, "Is the little girl awake?"

Doctor Lu nodded, and Advisor Li asked tentatively, "Do you think that girl looks a lot like her?"

Doctor Lu was stunned. "Who?"

"Old Lu, are you still pretending in front of me?" Li Junshi asked suspiciously, "You really don't think she looks like..."

The two people's eyes met, and they immediately said three words at the same time -

"General Hua."

*

Gu Ji, who had been guarding the boy's bed, said with a worried look on his face, "Young Master, why...why can't the wound on your body heal?"

Gu Huaizhi, lying on the couch, had no idea what he was thinking. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

He raised his hand, but he didn't have the strength to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Young Master..." Gu Ji hurriedly took a towel and wiped the blood from the boy's lips.

He almost wanted to cry. The young master had suffered many injuries, big and small, over the years, but none of them was so serious that even the old doctor Lu was helpless.

After a long pause, Gu Huaizhi glanced sideways with difficulty and suddenly spoke in a surprisingly low voice: "Gu Ji."

"Monthly salary..." Gu Huaizhi looked at the subordinate who had followed him for so many years and pursed his lips: "I asked someone to increase your salary."

Gu Ji was stunned and shook his head in embarrassment. In fact, although the young master said every day that he would deduct his monthly salary, he still doubled it every year: "Hehe, thank you, young master!"

But after he finished thanking him, he suddenly realized something was wrong, and heard the young man continue to stutter: "Thank you for all these years."

Gu Ji looked at his son's pale face, somewhat at a loss: "Son..."

"Your monthly salary is not small," Gu Huaizhi coughed several times, and blood flowed from his lips again, but his tone was unexpectedly relaxed: "After I die, remember to burn me..."

Hearing this, Mu An Ning, who was standing outside the tent, finally couldn't help but open the curtain and walked forward, his voice trembling: "Gu Huaizhi, what are you talking about?"

What is dead or alive.

She was actually a little afraid to see him at first, after all, she had expressed her feelings to him that day.

Unexpectedly, after she hesitated for a moment, the conversation between Gu Huaizhi and Gu Ji became increasingly abnormal.

Only when she got closer did she realize that Gu Huaizhi had lost a lot of weight, and his facial features were much tougher than before.

He had an indescribable feeling of depression and looked like a dying man.

Hearing the girl's gentle voice, Gu Huaizhi's breathing stagnated, but he turned away subconsciously, not wanting her to see his weak appearance.

He coughed heavily a few times and said, "Gu Ji, send her back."

Gu Ji looked at Mu An Ning, obviously feeling a little embarrassed: "Miss Mu, you should go back and recuperate..."

"My injury has healed." Mu An Ning shook his head and said seriously: "I want to talk to him."

Gu Huaizhi repeated in a low voice: "Ahem, send her away."

Mu An Ning's eyes fell on the boy's profile, and his voice was a little angry: "Gu Huaizhi, you really don't want to talk to me?"

As soon as the girl finished speaking, Gu Huaizhi didn't know whether he could hear her anger or not, and he suddenly stopped talking.

Gu Ji sighed and finally said, "Sir, Miss Mu, I will withdraw first."

Mu An Ning nodded, and Gu Huaizhi, who had calmed down, suddenly called his subordinates: "Light the incense before leaving."

Gu Ji was surprised. When did incense appear in the camp?

But after taking a look at the girl beside his master's bed, he immediately understood.

The young master must have been afraid that Miss Mu couldn't stand the smell of blood in the room, so he made preparations in advance.

After Gu Ji finished lighting the incense and left, Mu An Ning sat on the bed, looked at the boy's back, couldn't help but frowned, and asked softly: "Have you treated your injuries?"

It's been several days, why is the wound still bleeding?

And it's weirdly black...

Seeing the young man silent, Mu An Ning suddenly felt uneasy: "Gu Huaizhi, are you hiding something from me?"

Gu Huaizhi groaned for a long while, and finally turned his head slowly, met the girl's sparkling eyes, and curled his lips weakly: "Aning... I'm just afraid that you will dislike me."

For some reason, Mu An Ning felt relieved after hearing this answer. He suddenly felt a little amused and said, "When have I ever disliked you?"

Mu An Ning picked up the towel, gently wiped the corner of the boy's mouth, and said in a muffled voice: "If I dislike you, I won't... be happy with you."

She had said last time that she was happy with him, and this time it didn't seem so difficult to say it.

The girl's voice was very soft, but Gu Huaizhi's eyes, which had never shown any anger, still lit up, although they soon dimmed: "I heard that Tan Wenhuai is also at the border."

Mu An Ning didn't think there was anything wrong and just said "hmm".

"Aning..." Gu Huaizhi couldn't tell the girl's mood, and his eyebrows moved with difficulty: "Do you still remember what day it is today?"

Mu An Ning seemed to have not expected him to suddenly mention this matter, and she did not speak for a long while. But when the young man looked disappointed, she suddenly spoke -

"Happy birthday, Gu Huaizhi."

Today is June 17th, his birthday.

Hearing these seven words, Gu Huaizhi's eyes became bright. He looked up as if he could see the deepest part of the girl's heart: "Aning, you... haven't forgotten."

He thought she wouldn't remember.

Mu An Ning chuckled: "You asked this question, did you forget my birthday?"

"I haven't forgotten," Gu Huaizhi suddenly became nervous, fearing that the girl would be angry. He struggled to sit up, ignoring the injuries on his body, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth as he spoke: "Aning, I have always remembered it."

He had asked her birthday himself when they were children, so of course he would not forget it.

Seeing him like this, Mu An Ning's heart choked and she placed the pillow behind his head: "Stop talking."

Gu Huaizhi originally thought so, but now that he had started talking to her, he didn't want to stop.

He wanted to talk to her more.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake I gave you that day..." Gu Huaizhi turned his eyes away, his pale face warmed up: "How is it?"

Mu An Ning was silent for a moment, feeling a little angry.

The second time he sent an identical box to the Marquis's residence, she saw the osmanthus cake inside and closed it directly.

Anyway, some things still need to be clarified.

After all, they may be entangled for the rest of their lives.

Thinking of this, Mu Anning said calmly: "I can't eat osmanthus cake."

Gu Huaizhi froze, barely suppressing the blood in his throat, and looked at the girl: "Can't eat it?"

Mu An Ning nodded, saying calmly, "I get dizzy when I eat osmanthus cake."

Gu Huaizhi's pupils trembled violently, and he tasted the fishy sweetness again: "Aning, I'm sorry. I..."

He thought he understood her well enough, but unexpectedly, he overlooked the fact that he had already determined in his mind.

No wonder, in his memory, she had never eaten osmanthus cake.

He still didn't understand her well enough. She was much better to him than he was to her.

Unfortunately, he is still complacent.

But...how can he make up for it now?

Just as the young man was regretting deeply, Mu An Ning suddenly chuckled and said, "So the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that day was made by the prince himself?"

Seeing that the tip of Gu Huaizhi's ear had turned scarlet, Mu Anning did not continue to ask, but just said slowly: "Thank you."

Not because she thanked him for making cakes for her, but because he risked his life to save her time and time again.

However, she was indeed a little curious about what it would look like if a pampered and elegant young man like Gu Huaizhi used his hands, which were good at wielding swords and guns, to make pastries.

In fact, some things are better left unsaid.

She had indeed never told him that she couldn't eat osmanthus cake, and when he asked her to eat it in the past, she always agreed without commenting.

There's nothing to be upset about.

Maybe it was just that the destiny had not arrived at that time.

Gu Huaizhi's eyes gradually became moist, and he stared at her deeply: "Aning, I should thank you."

Thank her for loving the terrible her in the past, and thank her for trying to love him again as he is now.

Mu An Ning felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by the young man, and suddenly stretched out his hand and said, "I'll take your pulse."

Gu Huai subconsciously retracted his hand, and then seeing the girl holding it, he stopped struggling and slowly stretched out his hand.

Mu An Ning's eyes were immediately drawn to the wound on the boy's palm. Although it was wrapped in gauze, the blood that had spilled out in an instant that day still lingered in her mind.

Mu An Ning gathered her thoughts, and gently stroked the boy's wrist with slightly exposed blue veins with her fingertips, but she saw the scar on the boy's wrist under the slightly lifted sleeve, which was caused by the fire when he saved her.

The first moment she touched Gu Huaizhi's wrist, she could only feel one word: cold.

Every time Gu Huaizhi was injured, he either had a fever or chills.

She took his pulse quietly, and after a moment, her eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

She opened her mouth to speak, but was stopped by the boy.

Gu Huaizhi lowered his eyes and said, "Aning, your wedding date was the day before yesterday."

Mu An Ning's hand was still on his wrist, and when he heard this, he didn't have time to put it down.

"I've checked." Gu Huaizhi said in a dry voice, "July 17 is a good day."

Mu An Ning's heart was beating fast, and he felt even more uneasy: "What does the prince mean by this?"

"Aning." Gu Huaizhi stared at the girl's slender fingers. He moved his body slightly, not touching the wound. But he remained calm and said, "I wish you and him... a long and happy life together."

Why grow old together?

Because he wanted her to live a long life.

But he didn't want her to live a long life alone. Her family treated her badly and she needed someone to protect her.

In fact, Tan Wenhuai is a good match.

He had thought more than once how nice it would be if he and she could have met in a different way.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely treat her well from the beginning and cherish her like a treasure.

Mu An Ning didn't say anything, but just slid his fingers lightly across the boy's palm and stroked his gauze-wrapped hand.

Gu Huaizhi shuddered, his breathing getting hotter and hotter, and the girl curled her fingers slightly and carefully held his hand.

Palm against palm.

Mu An Ning asked slowly: "You don't want to marry me?"

Gu Huai's throat felt astringent, and the word "want" was stuck in his throat like a sweet and fishy taste.

He thought about it, of course he thought about it, day and night.

All he wanted in his life now was to marry her.

Suddenly, the boy finally stopped hiding it and slowly began to speak: "I don't want you to be a young widow."

The wounds on his body could not harm him at all, but unfortunately, Shi Jiangli's sword was poisoned.

The arrow that wounded Mu An Ning was also poisoned.

Mu An Ning paused for a moment and shook his head: "There will definitely be a way."

"If you die, then I..." Looking at the lifeless eyes of the young man, Mu An Ning couldn't help but speak louder, and said in one breath: "I will forget you."

"You, you dare..." Gu Huaizhi coughed and said two words subconsciously, but there was no shock in his tone.

A trace of blood flowed from his lips again, and he murmured, "Okay."

His dark eyes met the girl's almond-shaped eyes that were filled with tears, and he said softly, "Aning, forget me."

He had delayed her for so many years, and now she had forgotten him, so he deserved it.

Mu An Ning noticed that the boy's breath was getting weaker, and then he heard him say, "An Ning, I'm a little tired. I want to... sleep for a while."

"You are not allowed to sleep." Mu An Ning shook his head, and anxiety finally flashed in his eyes.

Countless methods from medical books flashed through her mind, but to no avail.

Gu Huaizhi had two kinds of poison in his body, which were so toxic that they damaged his heart.

When she felt his pulse just now, she found that his pulse was weak and she was afraid...he would not survive the day.

Mu An Ning gently squeezed the boy's palm, and a layer of mist covered his eyes.

Time is about to leave!

Yes, Shi Jiangli will definitely be able to save him.

"I'll go find Shi Jiangli to get the antidote." Mu An Ning stared at the young man's weak face and wanted to stand up directly.

Gu Huaizhi suddenly exerted some strength with his right hand to prevent her hand from leaving his palm.

He whispered, "Aning, it's useless."

Shi Jiangli had given Mu An Ning the antidote for the poison he was suffering from long before the surrender of Da Chu, but he did not give him the antidote for the poison in his body.

However, the medicine brought from the capital happened to include this second antidote.

He had taken both medicines, but the two toxins collided with each other in his body and took a long time to dissipate.

I think there is no solution.

Mu An Ning shook his head and said softly, "No."

Although she said this, when she felt the boy's pulse, a tear suddenly rolled out of her eye.

Then, the second one, the third one...

Looking at the tear marks on the girl's face, Gu Huaizhi felt a pain in his heart, but he also seemed a little relieved.

She was crying for him.

She has him in her heart.

He was happy, but he felt sad.

It hurts a lot.

The boy slowly raised his hands, but halfway through he suddenly lost his strength.

The wound on the palm of his hand burst open as he moved, and blood immediately soaked the soft cloth.

Gu Huaizhi's hand stopped in mid-air, and his harsh tone was full of heartache: "Aning, don't... cry."

He didn't want to see her today because he didn't want her to be sad for him anymore.

Mu An Ning blinked her long eyelashes that were filled with tears, slowly leaned over, and placed her cheek on his bloodstained palm.

Feeling the boy's hand tightening, Mu An Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly and she shed tears silently: "I didn't cry."

The incense that had been lit in the house seemed to be getting stronger, surrounding the two of them.

Gu Huaizhi curled his fingers and stroked the girl's wet eyes. His Adam's apple moved: "When you cry, it hurts me."

Counting on it, the time has come.

She won't see it later, nor will she be afraid.

Gu Huaizhi didn't know where he got the strength from, he stretched out his long arms, directly brought the girl into his arms, and stroked her soft hair with his fingers: "From now on... don't cry."

Mu An Ning stayed in the young man's arms, not daring to move, but slowly stopped sobbing.

After a while, she gently persuaded him, "I'll find you an antidote."

Gu Huaizhi's closed eyes moved, and he uttered a few words with difficulty: "Be good, don't move."

Mu An Ning had no choice but to agree.

The boy's chest was hot and the fragrance in the house filled her nose. After a long time, she actually felt a little sleepy.

"Gu Huaizhi." Mu An Ning called softly.

The boy did not respond.

"Gu Huaizhi." She called again.

Still no.