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"Alright." He had not expected to meet Ruo Ruo outside the capital, but since he had seen her, he did not plan on letting her go. He liked listening to her singing, but it was also very melodious.

Putting the flute on his waist, Mu Xuechen held onto Ruo Ruo's hand and walked towards the path she had come from.

"Ruo Ruo, your hands are so cold. Are you sick?"

Ruo Ruo shook her head. She felt pain all over her body, pain that made her wish she was dead. When she thought of that, she lost control of her steps and she fell down due to the pain.

Mu Xue Chen hastily supported Ruo Ruo who was already unable to stand up, allowing Ruo Ruo to lean on his body.

"Ruo Ruo, what happened to you? You don't look well. " The silver moonlight reflected off Ruo Ruo's pale face, making Mu Xuechen worry unconsciously.

Ruo Ruo smiled. "I'm fine. I just feel a little pain in my heart." After she said that, her teeth started to tremble from the pain.

"Ruo Ruo, did you see a doctor?" Mu Xuechen was worried. If it was the pain in his body, then he must be sick.

"I've seen it. I'm really fine." If even Li Fengyin couldn't cure her poison, then no one could. Therefore, she didn't say that she was poisoned, she only met Mu Xuechen by chance, she didn't want to say that she increased Mu Xuechen's worries.

Endure it if you can.

Ruo Ruo, let me carry you on my back. We can walk faster this way. You should go back and rest earlier, okay?" Seeing the expression on Ruo Ruo's face gradually darken, even breathing had become difficult. He didn't understand what exactly happened to Ruo Ruo, but his sixth sense told him that Ruo Ruo's illness was extremely severe.

Ruo Ruo nodded. She was once again immersed in a new round of pain.

Seeing Ruo Ruo nod her head, Mu Xuechen was relieved. He carried Ruo Ruo on his back and flew off in the direction Ruo Ruo was pointing at. He did not know martial arts and he had never done any heavy physical work, but if it was that light, he would have been able to carry her on his back while walking on the mountain.

"Halt …" However, after the two of them had walked for around twenty to thirty seconds, Qin Zhiqing's stern voice could be heard. His tone was filled with anger.

Ruo Ruo sat on the back of an unfamiliar man and looked around. Qin Zhiqing was sure that he didn't recognize the man carrying Ruo Ruo, so he stopped Mu Xuechen.

Mu Xuechen's footsteps paused for a moment before he stopped, "This must be Ruo Ruo's second brother, Young Master Qin, right?" He thought that Qin Zhiqing was Zhiruo's second brother, but he didn't think that Qin Zhiqing wasn't even blood related to him.

"No, I'm not her second brother. I'm about to become her husband." Qin Zhiqing somewhat impatiently announced the true relationship between him and Ruo Ruo. It was as though he wanted to marry her right now.

His eagerness made Ruo Ruo's heart freeze. Was he really that impatient to get married to her?

Was he trying to get that so-called thing as soon as possible?

Her hands involuntarily wrapped around Mu Xuechen's neck. At this moment, she actually didn't want to slide down from Mu Xuechen's body.

"What?" "Qin Zhiqing, you said that Ruo Ruo is going to marry you?" Mu Xuechen's hands loosened, and Ruo Ruo's body slid off Mu Xuechen's back, caught off guard. As he asked this question, Mu Xuechen released him as if he was holding a hot potato in his hand.

If everything was as Qin Zhiqing said, then he really wouldn't be able to touch her like a finger.

"Yes, just these few days."

Ruo Ruo fell to the ground, but at this moment, the two men were still talking to each other as if they had forgotten about her existence.

"Heh, then I was lucky to be able to come to Anyang Mountain. I didn't expect that there would be a wedding feast here. It is truly a joyous occasion."

"Who are you? Why did I see you for the first time in Anyang Mountain? " Qin Zhiqing looked at Mu Xuechen vigilantly.

"Oh, my surname is Mu and my name is Xue Chen." Oh, my name is Mu and my name is Xue Chen. After speaking frankly, what he said was the truth.

Qin Zhiqing frowned. It seemed that there was a problem with the An Yang mountain guard. He had actually let someone who wasn't related to them in.

"Brother Mu has just arrived. How about I get someone to arrange a place for you to stay?"

"There's no need. I'll just find a place to hide for the night. Young Master Qin and Lady Zhiruo, please go back."

Mu Xue Chen's words reminded Qin Zhiruo of something. At this moment, she was lying limply on the grass. "Zhiruo, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." She was indifferent. For some reason, no matter how she looked at Qin Zhiqing, she felt uncomfortable. It was as if he had done something to let her down.

"Ruo Ruo, let's go back to the bamboo house." After he finished speaking, Qin Zhiqing bent over as if he wanted to pick him up.

However, just as Qin Zhiqing's hand was about to land on Ruo Ruo's body, she suddenly cried out, "Don't … Don't touch me. " She didn't like the feeling of being tricked and kept in the dark. That feeling wasn't good at all.

"Ruo Ruo, what happened to you? I am clear, am I not? "

"Xue Chen, take me back to the bamboo house." Ruo Ruo ignored Qin Zhiqing and passed her hand over to Mu Xuechen. Although they had only met by chance, she knew Mu Xuechen's personality. Mu Xuechen only liked the song she sang.

"Ruo Ruo …" Qin Zhiqing felt awkward looking at Zhiruo's hand, "Zhiruo, you've changed." To become casual, is to be able to even a man's hand to shake at will.

"Hehe, change is my business. Xue Chen, let's go." She pulled Mu Xuechen away. Now, she didn't like Qin Zhiqing at all.

This stubborn side of her caused Qin Zhiqing to be stunned. Ruo Ruo had never been this domineering before. He reached out his hand and grabbed her arm, "Zhiruo, you've really changed." Qin Zhiqing was becoming more and more unfamiliar with her.

The strength of that hand was so heavy, grabbing Ruo Ruo felt so much pain.

Looking up at him, her clear eyes were filled with unwillingness, "Qing Qing, if you saved me for that thing, then you were wrong. Because, the current me doesn't remember anything, even if you force me, I still won't be able to give you the thing you want. I don't even know what the thing you want is."

She had already heard what he had said in the Chamber.

She thought that Qin Zhiqing would definitely be surprised by her words, but he didn't. He looked at her with the same gentle gaze, "Zhiruo, I know that you've followed me, and I also know that you're right outside the window of the council chamber. I also know that the moment you've collapsed in a corner, Zhiruo, but I just want you to hear me, because that was something you promised me before. It's really our hope to be together. "

Qin Zhiqing looked at her with a burning gaze, as if she had promised him before.

However, if she did not care about it, she did not like to beat around the bush. She was very tired of living, so she flung his hand away, "Zhiqing, wait for me to remember everything. It's best that we don't meet for the next few days." She pulled on Mu Xuechen's hand again and was about to continue walking. She had truly steeled her heart.

She could not rub the sand in her eyes, so only tears and pain remained in her eyes. She was already in great pain, and she did not want to get worse from this.

Looking at her resolute back, Qin Zhiqing, who was standing in front of the green bamboo, was in a trance. Was he in too much of a hurry?

However, Prince An couldn't wait any longer. He had urged him to do so too many times.

There was only one chance to win or lose. If things dragged on any longer, there would be even less hope.

With a wave of his hand, he said to the person beside him, "Bring Third Young Miss back to the bamboo house. No one is allowed to approach her. Three days later, I will marry her."

As long as the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice, everything would be under his control.

A woman would only have one man in her life, and he would be the only person she could rely on in this life. As long as they were to get married, he would protect her for the rest of her life, never leaving her.

After saying that, Qin Zhiqing turned and left, leaving Hei Zhuo standing blankly on the spot, as if what he had just heard was just a dream. That wasn't true.

It must not be true.

However, Mu Xuechen was pulled away by someone sent by Qin Zhiqing. "Ruo Ruo …" "Ruo Ruo …" He also heard Qin Zhiqing's words. It was clearly a forced marriage, but Ruo Ruo was such a good girl. Her song was pleasant to hear, yet unique. It was something he liked the most.

Ruo Ruo forgot to reply. She just stood there in a daze, thinking back to what Qin Zhiqing had just said.

Will they be married in three days?

This … she promised her mother, so she should do it. But why was her heart in such pain when she heard this news?

She slowly turned around, but before her gaze could catch up to Qin Zhiqing's figure, two people carried her and rushed towards the bamboo house without saying a word.

Tears began to flow from her eyes. She had actually misjudged someone.

He had also made a mistake.

But she always treated him as her biological second brother.

How can this be?

As she thought dreamily, Ruo Ruo didn't know how she got back to the bamboo house, but when she heard the door of the bamboo house close behind her with a bang, she was like a bird in a cage, no longer free.

Sitting on the floor, he felt pain everywhere. It was so painful that even his heart was about to die.

As he twisted the corner of his clothes, the candlelight in his eyes became so hazy that it could no longer be seen clearly.

She wanted to die. She really wanted to die.

This was because she didn't like the feeling of being coerced.

She didn't want to marry him until her memories returned and she was unable to confirm the promise he had received from Qin Zhiqing.

But who would listen to her thoughts in the dark?

There was no one, only endless candlelight and tears, accompanying her sadness.

Suddenly, she was afraid of seeing the candle flame. She struggled to walk to the table, but it took a lot of effort to extinguish the candle flame.