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What?

Xiao Yangchun... Fengchuan's father, critically ill?

The distant spirit was shocked. Before they set out for the demon world, Xiao Yangchun was fine. How did he suddenly become critically ill? She couldn't think much about it. She said goodbye to Fatty Jin and immediately ran to Yangchun Hall.

The pommel horse in front of the Yangchun Hall is no longer open today. When he walked in, he saw that the hall on the first floor was empty, leaving only a young handyman to watch the door. Yao Lingjin asked, "Man, where are you, Boss Xiao?"

"It's a distant girl, Master Xiao is in the inner courtyard..."

Yao Ling went straight to the inner courtyard and met the doctor who hurried out with a medicine box and a beard shaking his head. Looking at the scene, I'm afraid it's really...

Yao Ling stopped the doctor and asked quietly, "Doctor, how is Boss Xiao now?"

"Eating is not proper, and I am overly addicted to alcohol. Seven feelings of internal injury, yin and yang imbalance. The right qi is weak, the evil qi is linger, and the evil coagulates..." The doctor said a lot, and Yaoling didn't have the patience to listen to it word by word. He asked urgently, "Say it bluntly, is Mr. Xiao really critically ill? Is it really that serious?

The doctor nodded and sighed, "A month at most, and ten days at least."

One month...ten days? How could it be so sudden? Why did it suddenly reach this level... Did Xiao Yangchun know his physical condition for a long time, and he kept hiding his condition just to prevent Fengchuan from worrying?

Yao Ling stood still and was stunned. When I came to my senses, I found that I was the only one who was left standing. The doctor had been there for a long time. She approached Xiao Yangchun's door softly, which was quiet and quiet. Looking through the cracks in the closed door, Xiao Yangchun was sleeping soundly in bed, and his face was haggard and peaceful. Fengchuan stayed by the bedside, deeply, looking at Xiao Yangchun without blinking. Even the deep dark circles under his eyes could not force him to close his eyelids. He seemed to be afraid that as long as he looked away, he would never see his face when he was alive.

Yao Ling stood outside the door and didn't want to go in and disturb him. Looking at Fengchuan's distracted appearance, she couldn't help but shed two lines of tears. These days... There are really too many tears, and the world seems to have no room for them to earn the only happiness left. Yaoling lost his eldest brother, his sister Qingyu, and his sixth son. Isn't Fengchuan like this?

Soon, he will lose his only relative. Although he has always been scolded by "old man" and "old bastard" and complained in his heart that the bastard father left himself and his mother in the countryside, he is still extremely attached to his father, hoping to get his love, and hoping to be filial to him.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the son wants filial piety but doesn't wait... Fengchuan's solemn face is actually holding back tears, right? Now he is the only one. Why doesn't he cry out and make himself feel better? Don't you shed tears in order to live up to your father's hope?

He looked at Fengchuan from afar, but unexpectedly, Fengchuan sensed her, and his eyes suddenly looked over. Yao Ling quickly wiped his tears and turned his back. Hearing Fengchuan's footsteps outside the house, she desperately adjusted her expression. When she turned back to face Fengchuan, she finally squeezed out an extremely ugly smile. It's not a smile at all. The comforting words she was about to say were also interrupted by Fengchuan's solemn words:

"Yaoyao, let's get married."

cheng...qin?

This is not the first time Fengchuan has said this to Yaoling. The first time was when Sifan Dongtian, Fengchuan said it half jokingly. At that time, he seemed to have a premonition of something, so he was in a hurry to mention it to Yao Ling; this was the second time, next to his father's sickbed, and he had to put it straight in and naturally. Yao Ling thought, how should he answer? Shouldn't she naturally answer "good"?

Of course, Yao Ling wants to agree to Fengchuan. She has been in love with Fengchuan for a long time, and Xiao Yangchun doesn't have many days now. They get married quickly. Xiao Yangchun can only smile and can't tolerate the distant spirit to have any more twists and push... However, a trip to the demon world has changed everything that was originally natural. Although there is no evidence, Yaoling can no longer feel Fengchuan's deep love for himself. In this situation, but there is no room for her to ask for verification again? What on earth should she do?

"Far away, the old man... Oh, there are not many days. I'm afraid that the wedding gift will be in a hurry and wrong you."

Fengchuan said, holding Yao Ling's hand. Yao Ling smiled faintly and said, "What you say is good, that's what it is."

What you say is completely different from what you think...

Is it still compromise? The distant spirit is in a mess. I remember that when he was in the Kunlun School, Yao Ling promised Hua Shen, never doubted Fengchuan, and never made trouble for him. So is she suspicious this time? Is it unreasonable? Is her current feeling right or an illusion?

"Fengchuan." Yao Ling suddenly held Fengchuan's hand and looked at him closely and said, "Fengchuan, can we really live a happy life after we get married?"

Fengchuan seemed a little surprised to see Yao Ling's frightened expression. He smiled and touched Yao Ling's head: "Fool, what are you afraid of? Isn't this what we agreed for a long time? When did I lie to you?

"Of course, you have been lying to me all the time. It's not that people are willing to be cheated by you~~" Yao Ling smiled and raised his face, and his nose was gently scraped twice by Fengchuan. She found that she had not smiled so happily, and the distance between the two had not been so close for a long time. Her heart trembled and she rushed into Fengchuan's arms. She thought silently, all this should be over soon. What rivers and lakes, what six princes, just... don't want it all! It's enough to have Fengchuan. With him by your side, Yaoling can don't want anything!

The two of them were hugging, but unconsciously, the sweet atmosphere changed a little. Yao Ling realized that they were being looked at by a bunch of sour eyes. She was so knowledgeable that she left Fengchuan's arms and saw Wu Lingchun standing at the door.

Yao Ling looked at Wu Lingchun coldly. Why do you pretend that your beloved has been robbed? Yaoling no longer needs to prove anything. Wu Lingchun's eyes at this time are enough to prove everything!

"Yaoyao, just now the old man said that he wanted to eat the phoenix and peony I made. Can you go to the kitchen first and help me prepare something?

Are you going to get out of me so soon?

Yao Ling calmly took Fengchuan's hand and said, "As long as I intervene in the kitchen, it will become a mess. Let's go together!"

Fengchuan opened his mouth and was about to say something to Wu Lingchun, but he was pulled away by Yao Ling. Yao Ling clenched his hand very tightly. He frowned and said, "Yao Ling, why are you suddenly... not in a hurry? Why are you running so fast?"

Yao Ling bowed his head and said no. Why, when she saw Wu Lingchun looking at Fengchuan with her lover's eyes just now, she had the impulse to draw her sword and kill him!

No, no. That's Brother Chun. It's Brother Chun, who has always taken care of and protected Yaoling...

But even if it's Brother Chun like that, he has heard about the past with stepping on the moon for a long time. They are a pair of unswerving lovers. In the five years since the moon disappeared, Wu Lingchun has been looking for his whereabouts. Until the Yangchun Hall fought with Zhi Feiyuan, Wu Lingchun began to know Fengchuan. From the first glance, he was determined that he was like the moon... No, he was basically the same person. After that, Wu Lingchun has also been looking at Fengchuan, which is meticulous, but Fengchuan does not know it at all...

The relationship between the two of them has always been so delicate. Yao Ling didn't care much. He only regarded the friendship between the two as an ordinary brotherhood. But this trip to the demon world has always been accompanied by Wu Lingchun and Fengchuan, and there is no way to know what happened in the meantime. Anyway, after meeting again, Fengchuan's attitude towards Yaoling suddenly changed, both intimate and pinched. Once a lover's heart changes, the other party can't be unaware. What makes Yao Ling unbearable is the scene of the two hugging each other in Jiuli Palace, and the sentence "Don't be afraid, Xiaochun, I'm here"... If there is nothing between them, Yaoling will not believe anything.

Yao Ling can't fully believe it, but he can't completely deny Fengchuan's feelings for him. Before going to the demon world, Yao Ling was sure that Fengchuan's heart was completely his own. But now he is neither in love with distant spirit nor clear to Wu Lingchun, and seems to be separated between the two. At this point of analysis, Yao Ling really doesn't know what Fengchuan thinks.

Yao Ling came to the kitchen and absent-mindedly helped Fengchuan prepare the ingredients. Phoenix wears peony... Isn't this the first time Fengchuan has made a dish for Yaoling...

Yao Ling took the knife and moved up and down on the cutting board. That was the first time she saw Fengchuan. The teenager whose eyebrows were as beautiful as snow, his cheeks were full of snacks like a hamster, and he was swaggering on someone's bed to collect debts. Speaking of which, when she met for the first time, Yao Ling paid more attention to food than the teenager who cooked these delicacies, but when she was conquered by the delicious phoenix wearing peonies, she also firmly remembered that she was a little ruffian, talking fancy, but her heart was extremely soft. If only he could make delicious food for her all the time, she thought so.

......

When did you fall in love with Xiao Fengchuan? I have forgotten. Food, fighting, bickering, unconsciously, he is by his side, which has become a natural thing. It feels like it has been portrayed and again, and the feelings have been proved and again. Yaoling loves Fengchuan and has become like a habit. Yao Ling never imagined that there would be no Fengchuan. Her courage, her persistence, her growth, her judgment and thinking ability could not exist at all if it were not under the premise that Fengchuan accompanied her.

If there is no Fengchuan.

If there is no Fengchuan.

If.

If there is no Fengchuan... who am I...?

"Don't forget the appointment for tomorrow's meal!"

"If you can wake up, I will try my best to take care of you until you get well! Do whatever you want for you! Really, I won't lie to you!"

"What on earth do you want me to do? How can you not cry? Tell me, I will do it. Do it now."

"That's because I like to fight and work hard. I have nothing to do with you, idiot!"

"Ha? Whatever? Where are you going... By the way, you are my person..."

"That's it. In the future, you will be responsible for being handsome, and I will be responsible for taking you home.

"Once a man falls in love with a woman, he is love. He should love her thoroughly and love her to the end. It won't be like you... Oh, think about the so-called things that don't know what you don't know about.

Thinking about what Fengchuan said, Yao Ling's hand holding the knife became more and more numb. Fengchuan next to him saw Yao Ling holding the knife. He had cut the shredded vegetables into diced vegetables and chopped them into vegetable sauce. He noticed that the distant spirit's expression was dull, and the knife hanging in the air was unbiased, but he cut off the finger pressed in the vegetable sauce...

"Be careful!"