Although Leng junao didn't understand the woman's word of "brattu", he firmly knew that his little woman depended on him. Her catkin gripped his big palm with black helmeted gloves and refused to let go.

Her tight grip also made the man's heart tremble.

"Xi'er, do you really regret it? If there is no cure for my poison, I will leave after all, and then you will be more miserable! "

With the light of the candle, Zhao Wanxi's white wrist is gently raised, and her catkin falls on the man's silver mask. Her snow muscles and silver face compete with each other. Her skin is as black as ink, and her eyebrows and eyes are as soft as fat. She is gentle and determined with a smile --

"Ao, if time is short, we should cherish the present time even more. Even if you really leave in the future, what you leave for tong'er and me is not pain, It's full of happy memories. "

Her voice is very light and soft, like the spring breeze in March, blowing away the haze of dust on the top of a man's heart and untiing his heart knot.

Leng junao has always refused to recognize their mother and daughter. She is worried that another parting will bring them more harm. However, Zhao Wanxi's words just now make him clear. She is right. Cherish every day. Even if death is ahead, she can at least say goodbye to her!

It's worth it!

"Xi'er, I'm sorry for your mother and daughter. I've made you suffer all these years!"

This sentence, hidden in the bottom of my heart for a long time, Leng junao finally said it.

Zhao Wanxi looked up at her little face and looked at her man with adoring eyes: "we are not suffering. You and lin'er are the ones suffering. I know that you did your best to protect lin'er and save his life."

As for Leng junao's poisonous experience, Zhao Wanxi has inquired into Hua Shuying.

Leng junao and lin'er fell off the cliff and were involved in the poison marsh of the Qiyun river. It was out of a father's instinct that he used his body to protect lin'er tightly. Therefore, compared with his father, lin'er recovered a small life and had no worries about his life.

"Compared with the debt to your mother and daughter, what are these physical sufferings?"

The man's affectionate eyes are more and more dim. He doesn't even know how to compensate her. The beloved woman is in front of him, but he can't touch, kiss or caress. Who can understand this suffering?

"Jun Ao, from now on, with you by my side, tong'er and I will be satisfied."

Leng junao shook his head: "it's urgent to weaken Leng Siyan's power as soon as possible. Xi'er, I don't have much time. Only by settling down your mother and daughter and lin'er can I be at ease."

Zhao Wanxi's eyebrows are frowning. She almost forgot about Leng Siyan. But compared with Leng junao's life, revenge seems to be less important in her heart.

"Jun Ao, I think the most urgent thing is to cure your poison. I have a strong premonition that there will be an antidote and a miracle..."

Leng junao's lips are crooked, and his thin black purple lips outline a beautiful arc. He smiles at the woman: "don't worry, my life is hard, and it's not so easy to die. I will wait until my Xi'er develops an antidote that can save me.

However, before Leng Siyan has time to weaken general Mu Zhiling's forces, we really need to do it as soon as possible. This is a rare opportunity for us. We will never lose it again! "