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Chapter 217 Boy, Goodbye

Ning Xianxian's smile faded a little, she shook her head, her voice was a bit bitter: "I really don't understand why there are people in this world who would rather watch their relatives die. Obviously I can save her..."

Mo Ran sighed: "This is the reason why I don't want to study medicine. People have diseases in their hearts, and they cannot be cured."

"Just now in the house, if I didn't see you shaking your head at me outside, I really wish I could kill her."

Ning Xianxian was talking about the old lady of the Fang family.

Mo Ran raised his head and looked at the stars in the distant sky, his voice was as soft as a gust of wind: "Some things in the world are often so helpless. You have tried your best, don't blame yourself too much."

Ning Xianxian was silent.

Mo Ran looked back at her, raised his hand, and wiped away a tear from the end of her eye.

The moment the fingertips touched the soft skin, Mo Ran's hand paused for a moment before slowly retracting it.

Ning Xianxian raised her glistening eyes and looked at him.

Mo Ran said softly, "Don't cry."

"I didn't cry, but I was a little sad." Ning Xianxian stretched out a hand, spread out the palm, revealing a piece of silver, and said, "This is the lady named Yang Xirou, who asked her maid to give it to me and Mingming. Yes We are such gentle and kind people, we shouldn't have died."

Mingming stood aside, thinking of the gentle eyes of that beautiful lady, his expression was a little gloomy.

Mo Ran said: "So, each of us must become stronger, so that we can protect the people we care about, and let everything follow our own will."

Ning Xianxian and Mingming nodded silently.

They all have obsessions in their hearts, and they all have people they want to protect.

Mo Ran's solution made Ning Xianxian look much brighter.

"It's getting late, find another place to settle down." Mo Ran led them to the inn on the other side of the ferry.

On the way, Ning Xianxian asked: "Aran, you were the one who was at the gate of the academy last time."

A shy smile appeared on the boy's clear cheeks: "Yes, it's me."

"you……"

"I want to see if you are doing well." Mo Ran said, "Now the frontier and the Northern Qi are in an emergency. The last time my aunt and uncle left urgently was for this reason. Soon I will go to the frontier with my uncle. This time Come here, except to see you, just to bring you this."

He looked at the exquisite medicine box made of huanghuali wood.

"Are you going to the battlefield?" Ning Xianxian was slightly startled.

"Just follow uncle." Mo Ran smiled freely, "You should already know my identity. This is a responsibility I cannot evade."

Yes.

Ning Xianxian knew about it a long time ago.

He is the only direct younger brother of the current emperor, the most beloved prince of the Empress Dowager and the late emperor, and the little emperor's uncle of her husband Mo Lin'an in her previous life.

As the youngest prince in the dynasty, he was two years younger than Mo Lin'an.

For the sake of his own country, the current emperor will inevitably control and balance this young brother who is so talented and brilliant.

The best way, of course, is to send him to the border to garrison.

This reminded Ning Xianxian of some things he had heard in his previous life.

At that time, she returned to the Xiangguo Mansion, and in the few years since she married Mo Lin'an, she had never seen the rumored little prince.

It was only later that I vaguely heard that he had been staying in the frontier and was not allowed by the emperor to return.

After that, there was no news about him.

Thinking of this, Ning Xianxian felt a little worried, and looked up at him: "Can I not go?"

Mo Ran looked at her with bright eyes: "You don't want me to go?"

"Yes," she nodded naturally, "the frontier is a bitterly cold place, and the battlefield has no eyes..."

"Oh, you're worried about this." For some reason, Mo Ran was a little disappointed in his heart, but he still smiled gently, "I have a different status, so I won't go to the front line as soon as I go, you don't have to worry."

Several people were talking, and they arrived at the door of the inn.

Mo Ran stopped and said, "I've booked a room here, you go."

Ning Xianxian raised her eyes: "Aren't you coming?"

"Because all the previous tenants came, the room was tight, and I only booked one room."

"What's the matter? The inn room is spacious, and it's enough to squeeze it on the floor." Ning Xianxian's eyes were pure and flawless, without any trace of red dust.

"No," An Ye concealed the slight redness on the young man's cheeks, and said with a smile, "Originally, I could only come here with you. Uncle has already assembled an army, waiting for me."

Ning Xianxian felt a little reluctance in his heart, and asked, "How long will it take you to come back after you go?"

"Looking at the frontier battle situation, the shortest is half a year, and the longest is two years. It won't be too long." The boy's smile was very bright.

Ning Xianxian nodded.

Mo Ran carried a bow and arrow on his back, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at her.

The faint moonlight shrouded them in it, ethereal and unreal.

Seeing this, Ning Mingming stuck out his tongue, said hello, and ran into the inn.

A gust of cool wind blew by, Ning Xianxian suddenly remembered something, hurriedly put down the medicine box, lowered his head and pulled out a red rope around his neck.

At the lower end of the red string, there is a bead the size of a fingernail.

The beads are radiant and colorful, and you can tell extraordinary things at a glance.

Seeing that she was carrying it close to her body, there was a glimmer of light in Mo Ran's eyes.

"You once said that this was given by the elders in your family. I think you carry it with you. It seems to be a mascot." Ning Xianxian handed the bead to him, "Take it back and keep it with you. May you be safe."

Mo Ran stood still, and smiled slightly: "Take it well, and return it to me when I come back."

At this time, a figure rushed over from the dark and said in a low voice, "Master, it's almost time. If you don't leave, it will be too late."

"I see."

Mo Ran responded, and smiled at Ning Xianxian, "I really should go. If you have anything to do in the future, go to the academy to find Lian Yun. He will help you."

"Okay, I will remember." Ning Xianxian said.

"Let's go, remember to eat well." Mo Ran smiled at her, turned around and jumped a few times, with a figure as light as a swallow, and disappeared into the dark night.

"Aran..." Ning Xianxian followed him a few steps, looking at the direction in which he disappeared, feeling lost in his heart.

Goodbye I don't know when.

Staring at the moonlight for a while, Ning Xianxian turned around and walked slowly towards the inn.

Obviously already lying on the bed and fast asleep.

After Ning Xianxian fetched water to wash, he sat at the table, thinking of the tragic death of Yang Xirou and Mo Ran who was about to go to the battlefield, his mood could not be peaceful, and he couldn't fall asleep for a while.So he simply took out a handful of travel doctor's letters that he carried with him to read.

Looking at it this way, the sky is bright.

It wasn't until Ning Mingming woke up that she realized that it was dawn.

"Miss, you haven't slept all this time?" Mingming rubbed his eyes sleepily.

"Thinking about reading a book, who knows that I forgot the time." Ning Xianxian smiled, "You are hungry, go wash your face. Let's go out to eat steamed stuffed buns. After eating, we will take a boat to Kyoto."

"Wow, there are buns to eat!" Ning Mingming cheered, and rushed to wash his face and mouth.

When they packed up and walked out of the room with their baskets and burdens on their backs, they were blocked by two soldiers in armor.

(End of this chapter)