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She can only see a rough outline of the things in front of her.

The snow outside the window, the candle flickering in the room, the pain on her body are still within the tolerable range, her heart is always nervous, the knife on her chest is always hot and painful, which reminds her of the wedding night, like a nightmare.

But she could not remember the bridegroom's face and was upset.

She got up from the bed and walked all the way to the desk holding the desk. Fortunately, there was a lighted candle on the desk, on which were the four treasures of the study. She sat on the chair and pulled the clothes on her body. She took the book and put it in her hand to rub it carefully. She traced the ink stains on it to identify the words on it.

It's all prescriptions, and it's all her own handwriting.

Until she frowned slightly to see clearly with her eyes, the door opened with a squeak.

The ghost's voice also echoed: "how are you getting up!"

Something was put on the table by the ghost. Then the ghost picked her up, put her back in the quilt, and put a cotton bag into her arms.

She was slightly stunned, and immediately patted the cotton bag in her arms: "ghost? Can you make pillows? "

"I call this cotton bag, and it's made by you." The ghost scratched his head and sat beside the bed. He couldn't remember what he had called her before.

Gu Mingyan raised his mouth and buried his head in the cotton bag: "why do I trust you so suddenly? Is it because of indigo?"

Her voice was soft and soft. She also had some hoarseness left by the pain of detoxification. Her eyes were still gray with some indifference.

Whenever, Gu Mingyan is always Gu Mingyan.

"It's because I'm loyal to you, and I became your friend, and now I'm your brother." Ghost helplessly looked at her: "I followed you through many places, you also taught me a lot."

Gu Mingyan tightens the cotton bag in his hand, buries his head in some more, and his chest is stuffy: "I remember that the third prince treated me very well, but I can't remember when you had such a good relationship with Qingdai."

Ghost is slightly a Leng, immediately in the Heart Deng a sound.

"Do you remember the third prince?"

"I remember sleeping in his bed for a few days, but it seemed that I was just a friend with him, and he seemed to have something in mind?" Gu Mingyan blinked and slightly turned his head to identify the ghost's face: "besides, the book I just touched says that my name is Yuqing. Who should I go to Tianyan city to help after detoxification? I haven't written in the back. Who am I going to help?"

"When you go, help whoever you want." The ghost stood up and laid her down on her shoulder. "You lost too much blood. You were in a coma for seven or eight days. Have a good rest."

"Look at the cuts. I made them by myself. Besides, there are too many cuts on me." Gu Mingyan reached for the ghost's cuff and frowned slightly: "am I so tired?"

Once the ghost's heart was shaken, he could not return to the spirit for a long time.

Tired?

Gu Mingyan in his impression always goes to do anything in a lively manner. Every day, she seems to be thinking about how to go next. Her injuries leave too many marks on the body, but she seldom says that she is tired, not physically, but mentally.

I didn't know how to open my mouth for comfort, but Gu Mingyan smiled and let go of his hand: "don't care too much."

She tucked into the soft bedding and soon fell asleep.

Since Gu Mingyan woke up, the ghost's heart has never been put down.

It took two days to remind Gu Mingyan of the people around them. Gu Mingyan knew each other one by one. The only difference is that this time, Gu Mingyan was soft, not sharp, and rarely aggressive.

Even if Yuzhi ridiculed her for harming herself due to her poor learning skills, she just smiled: "it's good that she only harmed me and didn't go out to be a disaster."

On the contrary, Yuzhi, who gambled, couldn't go up and down in one breath.

On the way, Lai Xuan came once, but Gu Mingyan was very impressed with him. Lai Xuan mentioned that there was something immortal about that platform. Gu Mingyan raised his hand somewhat similar to before: "I'm the best example. If you want to try, I don't mind."

Lai Xuan frowned. "I heard you are ill."

"Greed is the disease." Gu Mingyan replied that it was not light or heavy. The strange scars on his face made Lai Xuan leave and go back to his life. He didn't believe these things about immortality.

When Lai Xuan left, she was lazy to stay on the couch again, and drove all the men out. She took the fine cloth to change the medicine, and Mo San went up to help. She couldn't help but ask, "can you see?"

"Feel it." Gu Mingyan's thumb will always gently wipe his own skin to identify the location.

Mo San is silent, but Gu Mingyan has changed the dressing easily.

"I seem to forget a very important person who looks better than a woman, but I can't remember." Gu Mingyan said this. Somehow, she always felt that Mo San around her had a cordial feeling, the feeling of a martial artist

"I didn't know you long ago." Mo San coughs a few times and decides to throw the hot potato to others.

Gu Mingyan just nodded and didn't ask any more.

Gu Zijin takes the last medicine from Gu Mingyan when he comes. Gu Sheng orders that he can release people, and even sends a post to canglan. He pretends to send two descendants of Yun family to canglan for use as gifts.

Yuzhi found some strange herbs to help Gu Mingyan draw tattoos on his face, deepen his eyes, and add some powder. Even ghosts need to recognize for a long time. Especially those peach blossom eyes are now dead gray, which is quite different from before.

"If you can't recognize it, I'll be relieved. At least I won't be found beheaded by the emperor." Yuzhi is satisfied to prepare a gold gauze dress for her. She leans beside Gu Mingyan and asks her, "how does it feel to return to life after death?"

"It's just a little trick." Gu Mingyan raised his hand to lift the gold gauze clothes on his shoulder, fingertips crossed the scroll paper on the desk quietly, and the tip of his nose moved: "there must be many poisons in the world that I can't remove and diseases that can't be cured."

As she said this, the corners of her mouth were raised slightly, and her fingertips finally landed on a medical book she had not read, and she picked it up, sat on the chair holding the book, and identified it with her fingertips.

Several people are used to it. For Gu Mingyan, a scroll is like food.

After several people left, Gu Mingyan's blurred figure disappeared again. Only the mat in the mass grave hurt to his heart.

Is she really Gu Mingyan now?