The noise outside the hall broke in through the closed doors and windows. Zhou Mohuai's eye feathers trembled slightly, and he tried to open his eyes. There was a large bright and dazzling white ball in front of him, and he couldn't see anything clearly. He couldn't help but squint. The white light made his eyes hurt.

Wen Wenlan's voice was heard again, unlike talking in his ears, but he could hear it very clearly, sometimes far and sometimes near, very ethereal.

Is he dead?

Zhou Mohuai was unwilling to accept it and tried to open his eyes. A black dot appeared in the center of the white light in front of him. The black dot gradually expanded and dispelled the white light. The scene in front of him gradually appeared, the veil was floating and the light was soft. Zhou Mohuai stared at it for a long time before he remembered that this was Yihua Palace.

He is not dead?

Then why didn't Wen Wenlan come in?

Zhou Mohuai moved his fingers and he was surprised to find that he could control his left hand freely. Not only that, the pain caused by the wound to the left half of his body also disappeared. He tried to clench his fists again. Although the feeling of weakness after a long illness was still there, he could clearly feel the power contained in his body.

Zhou Mohuai did not get up immediately. He calmed down his breathing. After a few rounds, he felt unprecedented comfort.

Has he recovered overnight? Zhou Mohuai was surprised and happy. He was worried that this was just a dream of joy. He pinched himself hard. Except for the pain, there was no change in everything else. Zhou Mohuai was sure that all this was true!

Although she didn't know why, if Lanlan knew about this, she would definitely be very happy.

Zhou Mohuai couldn't wait to tell Wen Wenlan the good news. He sat up and suddenly felt a chill on his body. He lowered his head and found himself lying naked on the bed, covering his body with only a robe. The robe slid down when he got up, and his beautiful upper body was exposed to the air.

It would be strange if it wasn't cold.

Zhou Mohuai lowered his head and stared at the gauze wrapped around his chest and shoulders. It seemed that his injuries were still there, but why didn’t he feel any pain?

Before he fell asleep, his left half of his body was numb. How could there be a magic pill that could eliminate all the pain overnight?

Zhou Mohuai pressed his left shoulder and carefully moved his arms, without any abnormality. He gradually relaxed the amplitude until he could swing his arms and draw circles like a normal person, without any discomfort, and there was no blood on the gauze.

He is really well!

Zhou Mohuai couldn't help but waved his fist, turned his head, and suddenly there was a person sitting on the ground in front of the bed.

What's going on!

Zhou Mohuai turned around and looked at it. The bed was empty and nothing strange appeared. He grabbed his robe and put it on his body and turned over to the bed. He wrapped his arms around his chest and tightened his collar and walked forward carefully to check.

The man sat cross-legged, covered in plain white clothes, all of his beards, and a whisk was placed on his arms. He didn't look like a person in the palace no matter how he looked.

Zhou Mohuai looked up again and said, "This is Yihua Palace."

He stepped forward barefoot and bent down to look at the man's face. He felt familiar at first, but was shocked by Zhou Mohuai's second glance.

Yu Qingzi!

How could he be here!

Zhou Mohuai's hand suddenly touched his wound, his mind was spinning rapidly, and the memories from ten years ago kept flashing, and finally frozen on an iron tag of that year.

It's not that he saved me.

Zhou Mohuai pursed his lips and stared at Yu Qingzi sitting cross-legged with resentment, cursing in his heart, "The old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the old Taoist, the

Wen Wenlan's voice came from outside. Zhou Mohuai then remembered to tell her this good news. He rushed up to open the door in three or two steps. There were many people standing at the door, all looking at him in one stroke. The dazzling sunlight shone down, and the golden light spread to everyone. Zhou Mohuai almost thought he had ascended to heaven.

"Mo Huai!" Wen Wenlan shouted and rushed forward, "You're fine!"

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe it. The person who was reminded by the imperial doctor three days ago could prepare for the funeral was now standing in front of her. She touched Zhou Mohuai's arm and pinched his face again. It was hot and a living person.

"You're really fine!"

Wen Wenlan slapped Zhou Mohuai was in pain and looked at Wen Wen with some resentment.

Lan, "Why are you hitting me?"

Wen Wenlan hugged Zhou Mohuai tightly and opened her mouth to bite his arm. Only in this way can she not cry. She wants to punish him well. Punish him makes her worry for so long, punish him makes her unable to sleep well, and punish him that he actually wants to leave her alone. The more Wen Wenlan thought about it, the more angry she became, and he increased her strength.

"I'm fine now." Zhou Mohuai took Wen Wenlan into his arms, his voice low, "Although it's the same as a dream, it's all true."

Wen Wenlan let go of Zhou Mohuai and sniffed, "Well, it's all true."

All of this is too unreal.

Wen Wenlan straightened up and felt that Zhou Mohuai had only one piece of clothes loosely covered him, with a wide neckline revealing his strong chest. He went down, and a belt around his waist casually wrapped around Zhou Mohuai's waist, which could fall down at any time. Then, Zhou Mohuai stood barefoot on the ground.

"You're good, don't catch a cold, hurry up and go in and put on your clothes." Wen Wenlan turned around and ordered Lin Miao and others to come up and serve. When she turned her eyes, she saw that the people behind her were all lowered and were almost buried in her chest. She realized what the scene was like in their eyes. She coughed lightly and urged her, "Lin Miao, don't say anything!"

Wen Wenlan took Zhou Mohuai's arm into the hall. When he turned around, he was just watching Yu Qingzi standing in the middle. He looked at them happily. When they saw them coming in with their hands in hand, their eyes were smiling in a crack.

"Old man, what do you want to do?" Zhou Mohuai tightened Wen Wenlan, wondering in his heart that this Taoist priest has not changed at all compared to ten years ago. Could it be that he has become an immortal?

"I didn't do anything, just come and see you." Yu Qingzi was still happy and not angry, "You are seriously injured and recovered, don't rush to jump around, you have to take good care of yourself."

As he said that, Yu Qingzi stared at Zhou Mohuai's feet that were directly stepping on the ground, and the meaning was very obvious.

Wen Wenlan originally wanted to say a few words to smooth things over, but seeing that Zhou Mohuai and Yu Qingzi were so familiar, it was not easy to interrupt, so he hurriedly held Zhou Mohuai back to bed to rest.

"Your injury has not been completely healed, but the poison of the Immortal Flower has been relieved. Just wait until the wound heals." Yu Qingzi also followed him to Zhou Mohuai's bedside, "But you have been injured for three months, and the disaster has caused the Genyuan. You must take good care of it and not be injured again, otherwise you will have to suffer in the future."

Zhou Mohuai said oh. Although he wanted to thank him well, the other party was Yu Qingzi, and he really couldn't speak.

"Your Majesty, although it is not the time, can you please go out first? I have something to say to Zhou Mohuai." Yu Qingzi said.

"Please give me a favor." Wen Wenlan changed his previous attitude and respected Qingzi. He saved Zhou Mohuai's life and was no problem in being named King and promoted. What's the matter if he went out for the time being?

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Yes, Zhou Mohuai is fine~

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