Her every movement was so light, her eyebrows were demure and dignified, and her eyes were as gentle as water when she looked at him. It's really like a good wife and mother. She is no longer the little gluttony who always spoils him like a kitten in his arms, but the one who takes good care of him, his lady, Shiso.

But Xiao Xian didn't know all this. It's just that his expression is indifferent and he is silent all day long.

One afternoon, when Mu Zisu fed him noodles, Xiao Xian suddenly coughed violently, his thin and weak body in the moon-white clothes couldn't help trembling, and gurgling blood flowed out of his mouth and flowed on his clothes.

Mu Zisu looked at him in horror, she couldn't imagine that his internal injuries had reached this point after the Divine Soul Needle was forced out. Immediately, he hurriedly hit his acupoint with his sword finger before he stopped.

Xiao Xianmu slowly lowered his head, looking at the blood stains and filth on his body, and his gray eyes seemed to flow with a sad luster.

Mu Zisu patted his back, held him in his arms, and comforted him in a heart-wrenching soft voice: "It's okay, Master is fine, will you change new clothes later?" ”

Suddenly, Xiao Xian pushed her away with all his might, stood up, and staggered to where he went.

Mu Zisu hurriedly chased after him, and tried to hold him several times, but he was thrown away.

In a palace in the apse of the Eternal Life Palace, which had been abandoned for many years, Xiao Xian walked in alone, his body was weak, and he fell to his knees.

In the dark corner, he rolled over, leaned his back against the corner, and coughed again, the pain in his internal organs causing him to bend over, and blood flowed from between his left fingers covering his mouth.

The wind was light and the sun was quiet.

Mu Zisu stood at the door and suddenly burst into tears.

She remembered what Shen Qihuan had said to her.

Xiao Xian has been trying his best to protect her, and wants to make beautiful clothes from the most beautiful fabric in the world and put them on for her with his own hands. I want to help her climb the clouds by her side, so that she can be free and do whatever she wants.

He said: "I have to let her know that I have roots, that I am rooted behind her, and that I can support her for the rest of my life." ”

Xiao Xian is so powerful, and he also has deep worries in his heart. Even if he dies in battle, he doesn't want to be a burden to her without dignity, at least he can keep his best side in her memory forever.

The breeze in Mu Zisu's ears blew, as if he heard the words he always said in the past.

- "Whatever you want, Master can give it to you." ”

"Master, shall we go back?"

He leaned against the wall with his head bowed, his messy white hair half-hiding his expression.

All she heard was his low, hoarse voice.

"Don't ...... Come here......"

Mu Zisu's steps were stagnant, and he didn't dare to go any further. Every cough he gave pierced her heart.

Xu is Xiao Xian has no strength to resist, and he no longer moves.

Mu Zisu slowly hugged him tightly, shed tears in her heart, patted his back and comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid, Master, it's gluttonous......"

Xiao Xian was held by her and remained motionless. The sound of breathing gradually stabilized.

This sleep is another full day. Mu Zisu took him back to the dormitory, afraid that he would wake up halfway, and he didn't dare to leave a single step.

Lin Dongqing came to call the pulse once, saying that his pulse was stable, and he was okay for the time being, and the vomiting blood was just a side effect of the Divine Soul Needle being forced out, so Mu Zisu didn't have to worry too much.

It's always a good thing not to have to worry about his life, but Mu Zisu looked at his pale face, how could he not be worried.