Morning Star

Chapter 412 Does He Look So Stupid?

Mo Xinglan suddenly remembered something and looked at the ring on his hand: "Why did you give me a ring? What does it mean?"

Hearing this, Chujiu raised a mysterious and meaningful smile: "In the world where I used to live, except for parents and best friends, giving a ring to someone is a sign of love, which means you like the other person."

"A declaration of love..." He muttered to himself, staring at the ring.

Suddenly remembering that when he met her, he seemed to have given her a storage ring, and later gave her another one in Piaomiao Realm. He gave her that one twice.

Now when I think back to her reaction when I first gave her the storage ring, I finally understand.

I suddenly felt a little stupid at the time, and I was entangled for a while and felt annoyed: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

“Puff, puff, hahahahaha…”

Chujiu couldn't help but burst into laughter while holding his stomach.

"..." She actually had the nerve to laugh at him?

But I didn't expect that she dared to accept it even though she knew the meaning of it.

So what’s different about this ring?

As he was thinking about this, he used his spiritual sense to scan the inside of the ring, and he was immediately shocked.

The space inside was so huge that he couldn't see it all with just a glance. And there was abundant spiritual energy inside, like a small world.

What is this ring made of? How big is the space inside?

Ignoring Chujiu who was still laughing, he scanned with his spiritual sense again. This time it took a little longer, but he still didn't see everything.

When he wanted to continue investigating, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his body and quickly withdrew his consciousness.

The things in front of my eyes flashed, and my legs went weak and I fell to the ground.

"Star!"

Chujiu's smile froze. Shocked, he quickly supported him, slowly sat on the ground, and held him in his arms.

"Stars, stars..."

When Mo Xinglan heard the sound, he frowned, his long eyelashes trembled, and slowly opened his eyes.

He raised his hand and gently stroked her cheek: "It's okay, don't..."

Before he could finish his words, he spat out a mouthful of blood, his brows were furrowed and his forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"You said you were fine..." Chujiu held him, not knowing what to do, "Did the bone curse take effect?"

Mo Xinglan's hand that was stroking her face drooped weakly, but he forced a smile on his lips: "Don't... don't be afraid... you can't... die..."

Chujiu was anxious and worried: "Let's go back to the house."

"No...no going back..." Mo Xinglan insisted on staying here to finish this special Mid-Autumn Festival night.

She stopped the action of picking him up and frowned, patiently persuading him: "Xingxing's health is the most important thing. We will have many Mid-Autumn Festivals like this in the future. Can we go back tonight?"

Mo Xinglan's blood-red eyes looked a little empty, but he still didn't want to close them: "No..."

If I go back to the house, the bone curse will break out again. It’s better to stay here, at least I can spend this Mid-Autumn Festival with her.

"You!" Chujiu was angry but had to endure it, and he was more worried and sad.

Didn't she know that there was no difference between going back to the house and staying here?

She gently wiped the blood off his chin with her sleeve, then carefully tightened her arms around him.

If you don’t want to go back, then don’t. It’s nice to stay in such a beautifully decorated place.

Gorgeous fireworks bloomed in the night sky, illuminating the surroundings.

The sparks floating in the air seemed to sense the cheerful atmosphere and began to dance.

"Xingxing, the fireworks are so beautiful tonight."

Chujiu took a look at the blooming fireworks, then lowered his head and looked gently at Mo Xinglan.

The light from the fireworks shone on his face, making his face look a little paler.

The autumn night was chilly, but he was covered in cold sweat.

The fireworks lasted for almost half an hour before they stopped.

Chujiu brought Mo Xinglan, whose consciousness was already blurred, back to the house.

Tonight is destined to be another sleepless night.

……

Every time the bone curse struck, Mo Xinglan had to recuperate for several days before his body recovered.

He is the only one who survived the bone curse with no cure and is still alive today.

Without any precedent, he could only prepare medicine that could alleviate the bone curse based on his own situation. So he could only use himself as an experiment.

Chujiu disagreed at first, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized there was nothing he could do and had to believe him.

Chujiu herself did not waste time, and whenever she had the chance, she asked Mo Xinglan to teach her improved healing secrets.

However, the secret art of healing is not something that everyone can practice. Mo Xinglan was able to practice it because he was a doctor. This was quite difficult for Chujiu, but she was willing to work hard, and although her progress was slow, she was also improving.

After Mo Xinglan finished refining the elixir, he was a little tired and half-lying on the couch to read the medical book to rest. Chujiu reviewed the secret technique that Mo Xinglan had taught her before and also stopped to rest.

Every time this happened, she would appreciate his beauty, propping up her head and staring at him stupidly.

And every time at this time, Mo Xinglan would worry because of these infatuated eyes. He was afraid that if she continued like this, she would become a fool sooner or later.

But what can he do if he is worried? After all, she is his girl, so he can only pamper her and let her watch if she likes.

"Hehe, the stars are so beautiful." Chujiu tilted his head foolishly.

Mo Xinglan sighed, somewhat helplessly: "I know I'm good-looking, but you don't have to say it every time."

"But I can't control my mouth. I just want to say it." She curled the corners of her lips.

At this moment, my eyes caught sight of the ring on his left hand holding the book.

"Why didn't Xingxing ask me about the origin of this ring?"

He hadn't asked a single question about the ring since the night it was given to him.

Mo Xinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly. He put down the book and looked at the ring.

The silver ring emitted a faint cold light.

"What do you think?" He raised his eyes and glanced at her.

The blood-red eyes were meaningful, as if saying: Why don't you explain it yourself and wait for me to ask?

Chujiu's eyes flashed: "I, I forgot to tell you before."

Mo Xinglan raised his eyebrows. How could he forget this? He has always remembered it.

"That's right... didn't I tell you before that Piaomiao gave me a reward from the Wanfang Realm?" Chujiu explained quickly.

He nodded: "Is this what the Wanfang Realm is made of?"

She had asked the Chu family and Xiao Xiao to stay in the Wanfang Realm before leaving Hualing quietly.

At that time, he was only concerned about the seriously injured and unconscious Chujiu, and did not care about what was happening inside the Wanfang Realm.

Chujiu didn't expect that he would guess it so quickly.

After being surprised for a moment, he continued to explain: "Yes, but at that time, the interior of the Wanfang Realm was so hazy that I couldn't see anything clearly, and it can only be used once."

"On the day the mission was completed, the box that Piao Miao gave me contained the Myriad World. It originally looked like a piece of, um..."

She raised her right hand and compared it with her index finger and thumb: "It's about this small, a square silver block, and it's ugly."

"Later, I was so focused on taking care of you that I forgot about the Wanfang Realm. I only remembered it a month before the Mid-Autumn Festival."

"When Piao Miao gave me the Wan Fang Realm, he also gave me the method to forge it. Then I forged it into a ring. Hehe, am I awesome?"

As she spoke, she had already moved to the couch and lay down on the edge.

"Great." He lowered his head and touched her head.

"Oh, right, Xingxing!" Chujiu sat down quickly. "This ring can hold anything. You can plant spiritual medicines and herbs in it. There is a lot of spiritual energy in it, and it can even replenish its own spiritual energy. This way you don't have to go so far to the spiritual medicine garden to pick them."

"it is good."

He had originally planned to do so.

However, the light in the Wanfang Realm was not very sufficient, and some spiritual medicines needed sufficient light to grow. He had to think of some way to make it brighter inside.

While thinking, I felt something gently pulling my hair.

He lowered his eyes and saw a white and tender little hand pulling at a strand of hair in front of him.

I just always feel like there's something missing from that hand.

He looked at his left hand, his focus fixed on the ring.

Since ancient times, people have liked to call the phoenix a lucky charm, but the phoenix and the phoenix are two different things, the male is the phoenix and the female is the phoenix. But now this ring only has the phoenix but no phoenix.

The pale lips parted slightly as if he was mumbling to himself, or as if he was saying to her: "Feng and Huang are a pair, right?"

"What did you say?" The incoherent sentence left Chujiu unable to react for a long time.

His bony hands stroked the ring intermittently, his eyes drooped with long eyelashes like butterfly wings, he looked a little absent-minded, but his tone was certain: "Feng and Huang are a pair."

"Ah? Ah... Yes, yes, they are a couple."

Chujiu finally understood.

Then, Xiaomian was troubled: "I also want to make a pair, but one Wanfang Realm can only be forged into one ring."

If possible, then of course she would want such good things.

His long drooping eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids, hiding the emotions in his eyes, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking: "Yeah, I know."

Chujiu saw him staring at the ring in a daze, hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand in front of him.

"Xingxing, what are you thinking about?"

After saying this, she suddenly thought of something and her eyes widened: "You are not going to break this ring in half, are you? This thing cannot be broken."

This is not a good idea.

"When did I say that?" He looked up, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

Does he look that dumb?

"Oh fine."

It seemed like she was overthinking it.

Suddenly she grinned and sat on the couch. She lifted a strand of hair from behind his ear and started playing with it in her hand.

Mo Xinglan lowered his eyes and looked at the hair in her hands, a little puzzled: "I asked you to do it seriously but you can't do it well, but you are quite good at playing with a few strands."

"It's not my fault." Chujiu pursed his lips and grabbed a handful of his hair that was on the couch behind him. "You have too much hair. I can't hold it with one hand. Look, it's going to run away."

He frowned and was a little unhappy: "It's obviously you who didn't study hard."

"Ming, it's obviously your hair that's too long." Chujiu's eyes flashed guiltily.

"Then I'll cut it shorter."

As he said this he grabbed her hair.

Chujiu took a breath and quickly grabbed his hand: "Hey, no, no!"

"My hair doesn't grow on you, so just because you say it's not possible, it's not possible?" Mo Xinglan raised the tail of his eyebrows and teased her intentionally with a playful look on his face.