"You're not sick." Chu Yunyao held his hand tightly, stretching his frowning brows with her fingertips: "You just can't control your emotions, once you can control your emotions, headaches won't happen gone."

Chu Yunyao coaxed in a low voice: "Ling Yuan, I will always be by your side, and I will never let anything happen to me again, don't be anxious or anxious, and don't worry about gains and losses.

No matter how far I am from you, I will come back to you.

No matter what happens, I will never leave you.

You remember my words, every time you have a headache, think about what I told you..."

Heart disease still needs heart medicine. Mo Lingyuan's head disease can only be cured slowly, and cannot be eradicated.

As long as you are not stimulated and your emotions fluctuate little, nothing will happen.

Mo Lingyuan's fingers were held in her palm, her voice was low and deep, gentle and gentle: "Yunyao, almost every night, I start to have nightmares as soon as I close my eyes, I can only hold your hand, and you lie on my bed after falling asleep. By my side, I can see you as soon as I open my eyes, so I can sleep well."

His voice gradually deepened, and his breathing became even.

Chu Yunyao made the quilt for him, wanted to go to the bamboo garden to bring Xiu'er back, stood up, and wanted to pull her fingers out of his palm.

She twitched her hand, and her fingers were tightly clenched in his palm, motionless.

Chu Yunyao twitched again, and Mo Lingyuan's grip became tighter, almost breaking her hand bones.

Chu Yunyao: "..."

Chu Yunyao thought he was about to wake up, so she said softly, "Ling Yuan, let go, I'll go and bring Xiu'er back."

Mo Lingyuan's sleeping face was quiet, his eyebrows and eyes were motionless.

Chu Yunyao sighed, and had no choice but to call the guard at the door, who carried him to the bed, and lay down next to him.

Tonight, Xiu'er can only sleep with his aunt Mo Lingwei again.

Fortunately, this child is not a child. Compared with Mo Lingyuan, he likes the gentle and gentle Mo Lingwei more.

midnight.

Mo Lingyuan woke up, and saw the person in his arms sideways, the feeling of emptiness in his heart seemed to be completely filled, his head was placed in the crest of her neck, the tip of his nose was pressed against her delicate face, and his long arms hugged her slim waist...

Chu Yunyao was woken up, her voice mixed with the laziness after waking up, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Mo Lingyuan said in a muffled voice, "It's hard work for you to be by my side all day these days."

"It's okay." Chu Yunyao shrank into his arms: "Your headache is better now, I plan to take some time to come out, go to the Governor's Mansion, check Jinyu's body, and then go to the dungeon to get rid of the death row. Looking for a heart that matches him."

"When are you going to the Governor's Mansion?" Mo Lingyuan asked, "I'll go with you."

"No need." Thinking that Mo Zhongtian and Mo Lingyuan had always been at odds, Chu Yunyao was afraid that he would be provoked by Mo Zhongtian again, "You are busy with your work, I will just go there with Ling Wei."

The last time I went to the Governor's Mansion, I wanted to check Mo Jinyu's body before leaving, but Mo Zhongtian's words angered Mo Lingyuan, so he had to leave in a hurry.

early morning.

Chu Yunyao handed her self-portrait to Mo Lingyuan: "You take this portrait with you, and when you feel bored, take it out and have a look, as if I am by your side.

When I come back from the Governor's Mansion, I will go to your dungeon, and then I will find you. "

Mo Lingyuan looked at the vivid portrait on the drawing paper, traced the delicate eyebrows and eyes in the portrait with his fingertips, folded the portrait and put it close to his heart...