This mountain forest seems to have no end, and the steep stone walls are more like ladders with nowhere to climb. They are trapped in it, walking in it, with nowhere to go and nowhere to escape. Fu Jiuqu carries her on his back and stumbles to find a way out.

I know how many times I have fallen...

Xin Yi was frightened, but he didn't say anything. He gritted his teeth and got up every time, carrying her on his back and continuing to walk.

If my legs don't work, I use my hands.

Climb while walking, crawl while walking.

His whole body was covered in scars and pain to the point of numbness, but he smiled every time he looked back.

"God's will plays tricks on people. This catastrophe is also God's test for you and me. Eleven, you have to be stronger."

Xin Yi didn't want to disappoint him and kept working hard to be strong.

I firmly feel the passage of life like the river flowing away, unable to control myself.

She didn't want to cry, but her tears were disobedient.

So, she cried and laughed at the same time, which made Fu Jiuqu heartbroken.

"Don't cry, Eleven, don't cry." Fu Jiuqu quickly took Xin Yi off her body and hugged her to sit on the stone. He wanted to wipe her tears while asking about her injuries.

"Does it hurt? Eleven, hold on a little longer...we will be able to go out soon."

Xin Yi shook his head and smiled bitterly.

"Fool, I don't feel any pain."

Xin Yi cried not because of pain, but because Fu Jiuqu was sad and because Fu Jiuqu was so kind to her...

He shouldn't have to endure this.

The prince of Guangling County, who wears bright clothes and angry horses, was born rich and noble. Even if there are constant natural disasters and man-made disasters and wars, how will it affect his ability to tune strings and make music, walk in pavilions on the waterfront, paint boats with smoked willows, and enjoy the prosperity of Bianjing?

Nowadays, Xin Yi's legs can no longer walk, many bones on his body are broken, and his internal organs seem to have been displaced. His life is hanging by a thread. Fu Jiuqu is actually not much better, but he has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has a foundation in martial arts.

, when he fell off the cliff, he was blocked by a horse and a tree branch, and only then did he survive.

But Xin Yi knew that if it continued like this.

If she can't survive, Fu Jiuqu will die too.

"Don't cry on the eleventh day." Fu Jiuqu had never seen Xin Yi cry before. This look of tears streaming down his face made him confused. He didn't know what to do for a while, and his voice sounded like he was mumbling in a panic.

"I know you're in pain, let's just endure it a little longer, okay?"

He gently stroked Xin Yi's leg bones, his slender hands trembling constantly.

With the injury like this, the pain must be so heart-piercing...

"If the pain is unbearable, just bite me, bite me hard, okay?"

"I don't feel pain." Xin Yi raised his arm with difficulty and touched Fu Jiuqu's face.

"Brother Ninth, let's not go. Let's stop and talk, shall we?"

Fu Jiuqu frowned and looked sideways at the deep and lush forest.

"You are so seriously injured, we can't delay any longer... Let's go! I will carry you on my back. We must go out to find the doctor as soon as possible..."

"I know my body very well." Xin Yi didn't know where he got the strength to grab Fu Jiuqu's arm, stubbornly refusing to let him carry her anymore, with long and sincere eyes.

"I just want to talk to you, okay?"

If she didn't say anything, she was afraid that she wouldn't have a chance.

Life comes and goes as it comes. She is quite indifferent to life and death, but she can't let go of this man.

The thought of leaving him, the thought that he would turn black, the thought that he would die of illness, made Xin Yi heartbroken and heartbroken.

Fu Jiuqu was silent for a moment, then sat down and hugged her.

"What do you want to say?"

Xin Yi moved her dry lips, obviously full of words to say, but unable to do so.

She was too weak, too tired, her body was in too much pain, and her breathing was a little heavier, as if she would lose her breath at any time...

"I'm not from this world..."

Fu Jiuqu's breath tightened.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Are you not human, or are you a ghost?"

He casually took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the sweat from Xin Yi's forehead.

Xin Yi couldn't sit still and leaned against the tree trunk with Fu Jiuqu's support. His eyes were swollen and the corners of his eyes were covered with bruises...

She knew she must look ugly, so she smiled reluctantly.

"The ghost must be much prettier than me..."

"Nonsense." Fu Jiuqu stared into her eyes, "No one is more beautiful than you."

Xin Yi opened and closed his mouth, wanting to laugh, but unable to do so. His voice was faint and shallow, "I was originally a Chinese medicine practitioner..."

Fu Jiuqu: "I know."

Xin Yi shook his head laboriously, "I am not a Chinese medicine practitioner in your world. I come from another space, the space that created your world... In that space, I am a Chinese medicine practitioner in the planning team. So, you can

clear?"

Fu Jiuqu: "Planning?"

Xin Yi: "The one who makes up stories."

Fu Jiuqu pursed his lips and looked at her.

"I know it's hard for you to understand..."

Before today, Xin Yi had actually rehearsed the words she wanted to confess to Fu Jiuqu in her mind countless times. But when the day came, she found it difficult to speak when the words came to her lips.

Too cruel.

How could I tell him...

His world is fictional.

Is he just a fictional character?

He is not even like his emperor uncle, his princess, Di Qing, Nong Zhigao, or even Cao Yi, a real historical figure.

"Historically, there was no Fu Jiuqu."

"All this is like your Goulan Vasheli drama, or drum lyrics...like "Mu Lian Saves His Mother" and "The Story of Yingying"... Some of the people and things in the stories are real, and some are fabricated.

. I am a member of the planning team who made up the story, and I am responsible for the parts of the story related to Chinese medicine."

Xin Yi explained the things in that world to him in a way that was as close to Fu Jiuqu's life as possible, one by one, without any concealment.

Fu Jiuqu did not interrupt from beginning to end. He listened carefully and watched carefully. His eyes were dark and he didn't know what he was thinking.

It wasn't until he heard the part about Xin Yi inexplicably traveling through this world and becoming Mrs. Zhang that he slowly raised the corners of his lips and asked abruptly:

"Is there a Miss Zhang? In history, is there a Miss Zhang?"

"Yes." Xin Yi said with difficulty.

"So, except for me, you are all real?"

Fu Jiuqu is a wise man, and it is not difficult to understand the whole story of this strange thing.

In fact, he accepted it faster and more calmly than Xin Yi expected.

When Xin Yi faced his gaze, his scalp felt numb.

"have……"

"If I'm not by Mrs. Zhang's side, who will it be?"

"I don't know." Xin Yi said truthfully, "Mrs. Zhang is a famous doctor, one of the four great female doctors. Her husband's surname is Zhang, and her life history cannot be tested."

Fu Jiuqu smiled faintly, and his cold eyes were bleaker than the moonlight.

"Then I'm really lucky...nothing to gain, nothing to lose, life cycle, no self in the world."

"Brother Ninth..." Xin Yi's throat was tight, and he was in constant physical and mental pain.

Fu Jiuqu had a smile on his lips and didn't give Xin Yi a chance to speak. His eyes were like sharp hooks, trying to penetrate into her soul.

"So, you know about my illness, you know about the shipwreck at the bottom of the Bian River, you know about strychnos vomica and truncatula, you know about everything in this world, and you even know how the Song Dynasty will perish..."

"Yes." Xin Yi smiled awkwardly, and a burst of sadness suddenly surged into his heart.

"There's something I haven't told you... your illness was actually designed by me... myself."

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