When she opened her eyes, she saw the turbulent vortex in the other person's eyes and a kind of unstoppable forbearance.
He clearly wanted her, but he was forcibly holding back. Did he still treat her as an outsider? Murong Xiao's eyes dimmed. Perhaps she hadn't done well enough...
"I want to give you the best of myself." Just when Murong smiled sadly, Qian Yeming gently stroked her face and spoke in a hoarse voice.
"You are so perfect, but I am imperfect. Do you know how much I hope to recover as soon as possible and present the best version of myself to you?"
Finally knowing the real reason why Qian Yeming hadn't touched her for so many days, she curled up in his arms, tears streaming down her cheeks. Murong smiled and shook her head: "Ming, I don't care. Whether you are disabled or healthy, I don't care."
Reaching out and caressing the other's still thin cheek, Murong Xiao said distressedly: "We are husband and wife, husband and wife for life, the only husband and wife, you don't need to be so forbearing."
Looking at Murong Xiao, Qian Yeming's heart had already turned into a soft tenderness. He lowered his head, gently kissed away her falling tears and said softly:
"But I care. Master said that this poison is contagious to a certain extent, and told me not to have close contact with the woman I love, let alone have children, before I can cure the poison. Although I know that you are very knowledgeable about toxins, I don't want to and don't want to cause you any harm. Xiao'er, wait for me, okay?" Qian Yeming pleaded in a hoarse voice.
Under Qian Yeming's expectant gaze, Murong Xiao reached out and hooked his hand around the other's neck again, gave him a brief and gentle kiss, and then left.
"Okay, I'll wait no matter how long it takes."
Although she could use acupuncture to force out the Seven Flower Poison before it could fully penetrate her body, and she could also temporarily prevent herself from getting pregnant, she understood his worries and his cherishment of her. So as long as he didn't love her or distrust her, she wouldn't rush.
Looking at his wife in his arms, Qian Yeming's eyes were so soft that tears could almost flow out. He straightened her body and leaned her against his chest, then opened the page where she had asked him the question. He took a pen and paper and compared the formations in the book, explaining and drawing at the same time:
"Wuji gave birth to Taiji, Taiji gave birth to Liangyi, Liangyi gave birth to Sixiang, Sixiang gave birth to Bagua, and Bagua gave birth to all things. This refers to the beginning of heaven and earth, when everything was chaos, which was Wuji. Later, Yin and Yang combined, and the two energies of Yin and Yang gave rise to all things, which was Taiji. The clear rose to become heaven, while the turbid sank to become earth, divided into east, south, west, and north. Each was guarded by a mythical beast: the Azure Dragon in the east, the White Tiger in the west, the Vermillion Bird in the south, and the Black Tortoise in the north. These were the Four Symbols. The wise Fuxi, observing the rising and falling of the sun and moon, understood the mysteries of heaven and earth, and thus created the Eight Trigrams, which are divided into Qian, Kun, Gen, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Dui, and Li.
Many people believe the Eight Trigrams are the key to the birth of all things, and therefore make a point of exploring them. However, it is the two energies of yin and yang that truly give rise to all things. Not only can they transform into all things, but all things also possess yin and yang. Therefore, setting aside conventional wisdom, Tai Chi is the root of all things, capable of countless transformations.
The formation is to establish a world within your own camp. When the enemy enters your formation, they enter your world. In this formation, you are yin and yang, you are heaven and earth.
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