Morning Star

Chapter 324 Sister, how come you can sleep so well?

His pale cheeks were full of unwillingness, and his pair of bloodshot eyes were fixed on the ice bed not far ahead.

He raised his hand to condense the spiritual energy, and a transparent silk thread quickly took shape, wrapping Chujiu's body and slowly moving it towards the ice bed, placing her carefully on it.

relieved.

But just as he relaxed, his chest hurt more and more, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth. His body swayed, one hand supported the ground, and the other hand covered his lips and he began to cough.

Blood dripped down the snow-white chin onto the blood-red robe, but it blended visibly with the color of the clothes.

After noticing it, he used his bloody hand to tentatively touch the place where the blood fell. He did not feel any dampness, and even the blood on his hand melted into his clothes.

With a slight frown, he grabbed the hem of the shirt on his legs with both hands, tearing a hole. The next second, it healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After remembering where the clothes came from, he roughly understood what was going on and didn't care about it anymore.

He has been unconscious for a day. Normally, he should have started preparing for the succession ceremony, but he was delayed by the inexplicable formation.

After a while, he slowly stood up and started walking towards the door on the side of the hall according to his previous understanding.

Outside the door, there was a blanket of ice and snow, and what came into view was an open-air pond. In the pond grew plants that looked like lotus flowers but were not lotus flowers.

As for why it is said to be both like and unlike the lotus, it is because although it has the appearance of a lotus, its leaves and flowers are as white and transparent as ice and snow, completely blending into the ice and snow. Its name is Haoyue Lotus.

However, not the entire pond was covered with Haoyue Lotus, but only half of the pond. The other half did not have any roots at all, as if there were two ponds.

The surface of the pond was shrouded in mist, and the water was clear. There was no soil in the pond suitable for growing plants. The Haoyue Lotus seemed to grow in the water and did not need soil, so the roots of the Haoyue Lotus could be clearly seen through the water.

The pool is surrounded by boulders of varying sizes and is surrounded by a rockery covered with snowflakes.

It was clearly snowing, but when I looked up, I found that the falling snowflakes were blocked by an invisible barrier. It seemed to be a barrier.

After Chujiu fell into a coma, Mo Xinglan began to cleanse his body and soul every day according to the requirements before the succession ceremony.

The so-called "body cleansing" is actually just soaking in the lotus pond. However, it does have the effect of cultivating the soul, and it also has a good healing effect on injuries.

Mo Xinglan came here mainly because his injuries were too severe and it would be difficult to recover.

Now it is the second day and the injuries have recovered a little.

However, since Chujiu was injured and fainted that day, she has not woken up yet.

Every time he came out of the lotus pond, he would check her body. As long as it was related to her, he would always treat it with great care. So even though he was very confident in his medical skills, he would not relax as long as she didn't wake up. Therefore, every time he checked her injuries, he would feed her a bowl of blood mixed with medicine.

He sat on the edge of the ice bed with full of worry, gently stroking her pale cheek. Besides worry, his heart was filled with regret and self-blame.

I shouldn't have brought her here. She hasn't woken up in several days.

Thinking back to the time when he met her, accompanied her, and fell in love with her, this was the second time she was seriously injured. She was so afraid of pain, and every time she was seriously injured, it was for him. It was because of his negligence that she was in this situation.

"Jiu'er, I'm sorry. It definitely won't happen again."

He leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on her fair forehead.

However, he didn't know that Chujiu, who was in his deep sleep, had regained consciousness, but he could not open his eyes or move his body.

When she discovered this, she tried to call Piaomiao again in her mind, but there was still no response.

She could already feel Piaomiao's presence, but no matter how she called out, it was useless, as if she was blocked. After calling out for a while, there was still no response, so she had no choice but to give up.

It seemed that he was a little tired of shouting, and his consciousness gradually blurred. From time to time, a nice young man's voice rang in his ears in his drowsiness. He woke up and fell asleep with this voice.

She didn't know how long it had been, but one day the boy's voice disappeared. She thought he was busy with something, but she didn't hear anything after waiting for a long time. She started to panic.

Although she didn't know who the person was who was talking to her, she felt very familiar with him. He had been talking to her for such a long time. In this endless darkness, only that voice rang in her ears. She had become more or less dependent on that voice. It seemed that only when that voice rang could she feel that she still existed in this world.

What's wrong with me? Why can't I open my eyes? Why can't I move?

As I was wondering, I heard some voices. Someone was talking.

She listened carefully to their conversation, but she was confused about what they were talking about. And after a long time, she didn't hear the nice voice of the boy again. She began to worry about the boy.

Did something happen to him?

While she was worried, she felt someone touching her hand, as if giving her a massage.

A strange boy's voice sounded in my ears.

"Sister, how come you can sleep so well? Are you a pig? But pigs know to wake up and eat, but you only know how to sleep. At least wake up and eat something before going back to sleep."

After hearing this, Chujiu cursed the person who spoke in his heart.

Which naughty kid actually called her a pig? She wanted to wake up, but she couldn't move. When she could move one day, she would beat this person into a pig's head.

But then again, why did this voice sound so familiar? She seemed to have heard it somewhere before.

As I thought of this, a woman's voice sounded in my ears again.

"Well, you keep saying different things about your sister every day. When she wakes up, be careful that she'll pin you to the ground and beat you up."

"By the way, don't you have classes today? If you're not going to school, what are you doing here? Are you skipping classes?"

At this time, the boy's voice sounded confidently: "I didn't skip class, I asked for leave."

"Ask for leave? How many times have you asked for leave since your sister got into trouble? You didn't ask for leave just to skip classes, did you? Go back to school right now."

"She's my sister, can't I come and see her? Besides, you know that I, your son, have good grades, so academic problems are not a problem at all."

"Tsk, just brag. All right, all right, do whatever you want. But I'm warning you, if your grades drop, I'll break your legs."

"Oh I know, Mom."

"..."

Listening to these conversations surprisingly made her feel very familiar, as if she should have been living in these conversations long ago.

There are also some differences in the way they speak and the way the previous boy spoke.

I fell asleep again in a daze.