"Of course not. To be kind to you is to be cruel to me." Mujin immediately said, the words are full of indifference and alienation.

Wind Yin heard this sentence and smiled: "that's OK, so how do you make me believe you?"

Mujin looks at Fengyin. In his dark eyes, apart from the cold addiction and Yin sting of Fengyin, he is paranoid and crazy that normal people don't have.

"Time will tell." Mujin said to lift the crescent color of the lotus skirt will be ready to leave.

Just out of the Flower Pavilion, the whole voice of wind singing has become crazy, it is obvious that it does not sound like a normal person.

"Mujin, this month, you are going to intensify the training of the army for me, and take advantage of the new emperor of the northern desert country's accession to the throne, we are fighting it, ha ha ha..." The wind sings and laughs extraordinarily arrogant, becomes more ferocious under the moonlight.

It seems that there is a feeling of being possessed by fire.

Even the admiration standing aside noticed something wrong with the wind chanting.

Carefully recall that sentence of mujin, he is looking for his own death.

No, it's impossible. He won't die.

The two brothers, mujin and Fengyin, are going to die. The people of Yinshi family know that they are chosen as the sacrificial candidates. When Fuchen comes out of Yinshi family, it's the time for mujin and Fengyin to die.

At that time, all Fengyin and mujin have done is to make a wedding dress for him.

This night, Wei iris had many strange dreams. She dreamt that she was discussing the contents of the debate with her assistant on the plane, and that she was lying on the bed of the prime minister's office. She was oppressed by the general of 50 years old. The people of the prime minister's office were standing by and laughing ferociously.

She desperately wanted to shout, want to break away, waiting for MOJIN to save him, but when she looked back, she found that the man lying on her body had become MOJIN.

Just as she was about to throw herself into mujin's arms, mujin suddenly gave her a grim smile, which was extremely cold.

Suddenly a pair of plain white hands hold her and tell her it's the wind singing.

She then ran with Ning Fuyan in a red robe. There were many pink plum flowers scattered on her silk like hair. It was extremely beautiful. Ning Fuyan turned her head. A pair of long and narrow eyes of Danfeng were full of bright and gorgeous smile: "little tail, keep up quickly."

However, no matter how she ran, she couldn't catch up with Ning Fuyan. She wanted to stretch out her hand to pull him. His long red clothes were floating in the air. She stretched out her hand to catch the air, but what she caught was a mass of air.

Suddenly, an arrow shot into Ning's chest. Ning's chest turned into a white smoke and disappeared in the air.

She yelled no, cangchu was wearing Dai blue clothes, standing under the peach blossom tree, the eyes of the amorous peach blossom were full of deep feelings, the small lips like cherries were very clean and clear with a clear radian, and she laughed so simply.

"MOJIN, MOJIN..." Wei iris shouted, waving at the air, cangchu stood under the peach tree, still smiling like a flower.

"Iris, I'm here, I'm here." A clear and moist voice came from the air fiercely, but she only heard the voice, not mujin.

Cangchu under the peach blossom tree opens his lips, slowly raises his bow and arrow, and then gently says three words: "goodbye."

The long arrow feather in her hand shot at her temple.

"Ah..." Wei iris sprang up from the bed and sat up. Her whole body was stiff. Her whole body was almost soaked by the fine cold sweat, and her face was even more frightened.

"Girl, I'm here. Do you have nightmares?" Mujin grabs Wei iris's hand nervously and comforts her constantly.

After appeasing Wei iris for a long time, she recovered slowly. However, the cold sweat on her head was always on the rise. The hand held in the palm by mujin was even colder.

Wei iris breathed heavily. Mujin held her in her arms: "it's OK, it's just a nightmare, it's OK."

Once held in her arms, she felt the temperature on her body, listened to the beating of her heart, and smelled the familiar ink fragrance on her body, which made her feel alive again.

"Mujin, I had a dream. It wasn't very terrible, but I was very scared because the people in the dream were so weird." There is a dream that comes from the horror of vision, and there is a dream that comes from the fear of the heart.

"You said it was a dream. Don't be afraid." Mu Jin comforts Wei iris in a low voice.

A long silver hair tangled with the black hair of iris.

However, Wei iris still has lingering fear, and her heart is beating violently. That dream is so weird.

Plum blossom is only in winter, peach blossom is only in spring, but it is summer in the dream.

"I dreamt of wind singing, rather breaking face and cangchu, but I didn't dream of you." Wei iris grabs Mu Jin's skirt.

"Because I'm by your side, you can see me when you open your eyes." Mujin gives Wei the answer.

But Wei iris still thinks the dream is too weird. She hasn't had a nightmare for a long time. When she first had a nightmare, she decided to break up with mujin.

What does this nightmare mean?

"MOJIN..." What else does Wei iris want to say, but mujin interrupts Wei iris's words: "girl, it's just a dream, don't care too much, I will be OK."

"But, fold the face I dreamt that I had a broken face. When he pulled me away, he was wearing his favorite neon red long clothes, and there were pink plum blossoms scattered among the black hair. The moment when he turned back and smiled at me, it was so beautiful. He also called me little tail. Go quickly, but I could not catch up with him. I wanted to reach out to catch him, but I caught a mass of air... " Wei iris said intermittently, tears from the corner of the eyes, in the embroidered quilt opened one after another transparent flowers.

"Mujin, I'm really sorry for ningfuyan. I really think it would be nice if he didn't know me!" Wei iris's tears hurt her heart. The tears covered her eyes with a white mist.

"Girl, it's not your fault. Everyone has his own choice. He was born to be a ghost. He can't live long. Meeting you is the most wonderful and happy moment of his life." MOJIN's heart is also not easy.

Ning zheyan's efforts to Wei iris are just like those of the crown princess. One is to pay silently, while the other is to be careful.

They all failed each other, but there is no choice to start again.

If a person has an afterlife, he hopes that the crown princess will not meet him, and rather, she will not meet Wei iris.

"If Ning Zaiyan didn't meet me, Ning Zaiyan won't live such a painful life. Yinmei will only love one person in his life. He has given him all his life to me and treated me as his whole world, but I can't do anything." Wei iris is crying like a child in Mu Jin's arms, and her mood is obviously out of control.

If she was awake at that time, she would certainly cry, because Ning Fuyan has too many stories for her.

Until now, she was able to vent her emotions.

Once the emotion is out of control, other emotions that have been suppressed in the bottom of the heart will also erupt.

At this time, Wei iris could not help crying. She was shaking all over.

In addition to hugging iris Wei in her arms, mujin has no words of comfort, which makes iris Wei break out all the pent up emotions over the years.

After the outbreak, Wei iris will feel much better.

Wei iris cried in mujin's arms for a long time, until her eyes were red and the tears were dry. Then she raised her eyes and looked at mujin with sobs. When she opened her voice, it was a little hoarse, but the crying cavity in her throat was still so serious that she could hardly speak clearly.

"Mujin, if there is another time, I really don't want to meet ningzheyan. I really don't want to. Cangchu is right. I know what I can't give ningzheyan, but I still want to be good to him. I think it can alleviate my guilt and make up for ningzheyan. But the more I do, the more I inadvertently hope for ningzheyan!" Wei iris really regrets that if she could be cruel at first, she would not let Ning Fuyan get close to her.

Even if I like her, I'd rather not end up like this.

Even if he would die, he would not die because of her.

"He is willing to treat you with no regrets. Don't blame yourself." Mujin's tone is warm.

Looking at mujin's beautiful face in the candlelight, weiiri sniffed: "mujin, I just feel sorry for her face. I don't like her, but I also delay her. Don't get me wrong."

Mujin smiled: "I know, I also feel sorry for Yunshu. She died because of me, but I never promised her anything."

"When is the death day of the crown princess? Shall we go to worship her every year? " Wei said from the bottom of her heart.

"I worship every year, but you are not by my side every time I worship." Mujin said to Wei iris.

His father, his zhu'er and Yunshu died on that day. How could he forget that day.

"I'll be by your side next time." Wei said earnestly.

"Well, I'll be with you on the day of death." MOJIN smiles gently.

"Well, just, I don't know which day is the death of Ning Fuyan? The day he really died was Sue's birthday, but the day he left me completely was a few days ago. " For Ning Fuyan, he died twice.

"Shall we count from the day when Ning zheyan really disappeared in the world?" Mujin suggested.

"Good." Wei iris nodded.

"Mujin, have you got the Pearl of the Chinese zodiac?" At this time, Wei iris thought of the business.

Mujin nodded: "got it, and I also saw Fengyin. As you said, Fengyin was brainwashed thoroughly by the demons. It's totally immersed in their dreams. It's useless to persuade anyone."