The tyrant is also waiting for me to feed today

She seems to have been in an illusory space for a long time, her consciousness has been scattered, and she has no way to think.She felt as if she had something important left undone, but she couldn't think of anything.

She has been floating in it for a long time, there is no concept of time here, she feels that she should have drifted through eternity.Knowing that one day, she heard a voice of Zrazla, and she felt that this voice was somewhat familiar.

"...rebooting... repairing... vital signs are recovering..."

This kind of voice was ethereal, as if it was far away from her, but also seemed to be close to her ears.She was wondering, but suddenly felt her body being pulled by a force.

She felt a little panicked, and when her consciousness gradually came back, she felt the very strong cold around her go straight into her body.Her body seemed unable to move, she opened her eyes with difficulty, and found herself trapped in a... coffin?

It's very cold here, and there seems to be a very strong smell, not the smell of the coffin, it's very strange, it seems to be some special spice.

She is weak all over now, but she still tried to push the top of her head, but she couldn't.She had to take a break first to recover her strength.

Mu Jin felt that she was still very weak, and being in such a low-temperature environment, she fell asleep again. When she woke up again, she felt that she had more strength in her body.

"A Jin..."

She slowly adjusted her breathing, trying to see if she could push the top cover off, when she heard such a sound from outside.It was a man's voice, with a very low voice, and the simple two words seemed to contain very heavy emotions.

For some reason, hearing this cry, Mu Jin felt a little uncomfortable for no reason.

"I miss you so much..." the voice paused, "Those idiots are useless at all!"

Mu Jin found a sense of familiarity in the man's tone, struggled, and supported the coffin lid above his head, but found that he couldn't use his strength at all, and the lid was too heavy.Helpless, she had no choice but to shout, regardless of whether the fake corpse would scare the person outside, "I'm not dead, let me out quickly, I'm going to suffocate to death!"

After a period of turmoil outside, Mu Jin finally saw the light of day again, but before she could take a few breaths of fresh air, she was hugged into her arms.The man was so strong that Hibiscus almost slammed into him, and then he was tightly bound.

She felt the man's extremely high emotions and tense muscles, but this embrace gave her a strong but restrained feeling, as if she was an important person to him.

Mu Jin's eyes turned from the group of people outside who couldn't hide their surprised and flustered expressions back to the person in front of her, but she only saw the bright yellow brocade material and the thick chest.Hibiscus struggled a bit, and was held down again, he said: "Don't move."

The emotion in that voice was so strong and depressing that Mu Jin was stunned.This person must have been someone very important to her before, but she had been in a deep sleep for too long, and her brain was rusted. At this moment, a large number of memory fragments flooded into her brain, making it difficult to recognize for a while.

I don't know if it was because this person hugged him for too long, or because Mu Jin was too weak, she passed out again, and when she woke up again, she was already lying on the bed.The bed was big and comfortable, and Mu Jin's eyes fell on the carved and hollowed-out bed cover, feeling that her brain was slowly recovering, and those fragments of memory were slowly coming together.

"Returning to Your Majesty, Your Majesty's health is already very good. In the future, as long as you take care of yourself, there will be no major problems."

"Well, her hand..."

"This...the mother's hand was damaged at the time, I'm afraid it was..."

"Trash, a bunch of trash!"

There was a panic outside, Mu Jin coughed a few times, and that stalwart figure hurried in with a concerned voice, "A Jin, are you awake? How do you feel? Is there any pain?"

Mu Jin squinted her eyes, and it took a while for her eyes to focus, and she lingered on that face for a long time.

The eyebrows and eyes are deeper, the sword eyebrows are long, the eyes are very light, the edges and corners are cold, and the long scar on the right face from the brow bone to the jaw is full of blood visible to the naked eye, making this face look like Very scary.

But Mu Jin was not afraid, because the caring in this person's eyes was so real and intense, her eyes lingered on the scar for a long time, "Why hasn't this scar disappeared?"

Qi Yu should have a way to get rid of it. Such a long and hideous scar left on his face will affect his appearance.

The man was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and looked a little pitiful for a moment, like a big wolf dog begging to be petted by his master.

"It cannot be erased," he paused, "It cannot be forgotten."

Mu Jin understood, it wasn't that it couldn't be erased, but that she didn't want to erase it because she didn't want to forget it.

"why?"

Because of the hatred that Huluo Pingyang was besieged before?
Looking at his current clothes and the names those imperial physicians called him just now, Mu Jin thinks that he has become a great emperor, hasn't he revenged himself?
This time he was silent for a long time, wondering if it was something on his mind that he couldn't speak clearly, Mu Jin was about to change the subject, when he raised his head, his eyes turned slightly red, looking vicious and pitiful.

Instead of answering her question, he said, "your hand...I will definitely find a way."

It was only then that Mu Jin noticed her weak left hand, as if a very long-standing pain came surging from the depths of her memory again, her expression unintentionally showed a trace of pain and panic.

Gu Xian keenly sensed this trace of emotion, and suppressed the mania in his heart before it overflowed.

Can't scare her.

Gu Xian stretched out his hand to hold Hibiscus's hands, his voice was indescribably low and painful, "It's my fault, you can blame me and blame me, just don't..."

He didn't say any more, as if he was stuck in his throat and couldn't continue.

Although Gu Xian's current appearance is mature and majestic enough, Mu Jin couldn't help but reach out and pat his head, "It's not your fault, Gu Xian."

"My injuries were all caused by that Lu Bing at the time, and had nothing to do with you. You were also seriously injured at the time, so you don't need to blame yourself, and you don't have to put all these on yourself."

Mu Jin could see that Gu Xian seemed to be brooding over that incident back then, and comforted him for a while, then suddenly remembered that those imperial doctors seemed to call herself "Niang Niang", she felt a little strange.

"Xiao Xian, what did those imperial doctors call me just now?"

Hearing this, Gu Xian's gaze changed from looking directly at her just now to a much ethereal one. Mu Jin looked at his expression and found that this guy was a little shy.

Is it an illusion?After growing up, Gu Xian still has this kind of emotion?