Feng Ming defies the sky: prostitutes do not become concubines

The roof of the Pu village is a plane made of wood, and a pile of hay is spread on the roof. The two lay on the grass, feeling the residual heat of the grass exposed to the sun during the day, and looking at the stars in the sky. flashing.

Surrounded by lush trees, the water condensation smoke sees the stars in the sky through the sparse leaves, and it feels as if it has never been so relaxing.

Knowing that the ice stone is here, and it will only take time to get it, she also relaxes a lot.

Xiao Yihan's faint voice sounded in her ears, and there seemed to be a faint erratic in the voice: "Mo'er, have you heard of a legend?"

"What legend?" Shui Ningyan suddenly became interested, and turned to look at Xiao Yihan.

Because both of them were lying down, Shui Ningyan turned her head and saw Xiao Yihan's sharp-edged, thin face with a vaguely sad expression.

"It is said that after death, a person will turn into a star, looking at the people he cares about in the sky and guarding them."

Xiao Yihan's voice became slower and slower, so slow that Shui Ningyan was a little scared...

"If I'm gone, don't be sad, because I will watch you in the sky, protect you, and support all the decisions you make..."

"Yi Han, I don't allow you to say that!" Shui Ningyan's eyes were already filled with tears. She never cried easily, but she cried more and more frequently recently.

Because she was also afraid in her heart that he would die, disappear, and not be by her side, so she gently called her Mo'er...

She sat up excitedly and looked at Xiao Yihan who was beside him, but saw that there was still a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were closed as if he was in a deep sleep.

Seeing this, she frowned lightly, and gently stroked Xiao Yihan's face with her hand. She had forgotten that he has been lethargic recently, and I'm afraid he is holding on after so much trouble today. It must be uncomfortable...

Slowly putting her head on his chest, feeling the only warmth on his body, Shui Ningyan suddenly hugged Xiao Yihan tightly with her arms, wishing to give him all the body temperature of her body.

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Summoned Xin Yi to send Xiao Yihan back to the room, Shui Ningyan couldn't care so much at the moment, even though it was their first day here, but to Shui Ningyan who was overwhelmed by worry, everything was insignificant .

Led by a girl from the village of the Pu ethnic group, Shui Ningyan went to the house of the patriarch she had seen during the day.

"Madam Xiao, are you happy playing here?" The patriarch asked with a smile, with a kind smile on his face.

Shui Ningyan nodded and smiled slightly: "This place is very good, it's just..."

After hesitating for a while, Shui Ningyan still said: "Patriarch, we come here to disturb you in this village. We really have a heartless thing. Please help me."

The patriarch looked at Shui Ningyan suspiciously, and asked: "What's the matter? Our villagers of the Pu ethnic group are very hospitable and willing to help others. If there is anything that can help, please feel free to tell Mrs. Xiao."

Because Xiao Yihan brought many gifts they had never seen before to their Pu village, such as silk and satin, the patriarch had a very good impression of them, and was very happy to be friends with them and help each other.

Shui Ningyan explained her intention of coming to the patriarch, but saw that his brows had been furrowed since he heard the cold ice stone and never opened.

"Patriarch, but our request made things difficult for you? We have no other choice but to beg you, please save my husband's life!"