The light pink faded and faded.

Cheng Qianye quickly swam towards the group of rays of light and grabbed an unresponsive body.

With that body, she desperately rowed towards the lights on the water.

When everyone saw Cheng Qianye found someone, emerged from the water, cheered, and helped pull the person onto the boat.

When Cheng Qianye climbed the deck, there were already military doctors around Mo Qiaosheng for diagnosis and treatment.

Yao Tianxiang looked back at her, showing a sad and pitying expression, and shook her head gently at her.

Cheng Qianye separated the crowd, and saw a drenched body lying on the deck.

The military doctor's hand left his carotid artery, shook his head and sighed, "There is no pulse."

There were several heavy sighs around.

Zhang Fu knew that although this Mo Qiaosheng was just a slave, as the lord was born and died, the weight for the lord was different. He felt heavy in his heart, stretched out his uninjured arm, and prepared to speak to comfort Cheng Qianye.

I saw his sometimes reliable, sometimes absurd lord, wave his hand without saying a word. Gritting his teeth, he stepped forward, pushed the military doctor away, calmly squeezed the slave's unresponsive lips, turned to his face, and stretched out his hand to empty the foreign object in his mouth.

Then she tore off the slave's clothes and knelt down beside him. The palm of the right hand is stacked on the back of the left hand, the ten fingers are forked, the elbows are straight, the base of the palm is pressed in the middle of the "corpse"'s chest, and it is pressed up and down quickly and forcefully.

Lord, what is this?

Surprised by Cheng Qianye's peculiar behavior, the audience began to discuss.

Cheng Qianye pressed without a word for more than 30 years, raised his hand, pressed Mo Qiaosheng's forehead with one hand, and lifted his chin with the other, allowing his airway to open involuntarily.

Then she pinched Mo Qiaosheng's nose amid the exclamations around her. In front of everyone, he covered his lips on the cold mouth, and took two deep breaths inward.

Seeing the chest bulge twice, she let go of her hand and continued to cross her fingers, pressing the cold chest rhythmically.

"My lord, what is this doing?"

"What's wrong with your lord?"

"Isn't it too sad?"

There was a buzzing buzz around.

He Lanzhen and Zhang Fu persuaded: "My lord, people can't be resurrected from the dead, I mourn and change."

Yao Tianxiang stretched out her hand, carefully placed it on Cheng Qianye's shoulder, and called her softly, "Qianyu?"

"Wipe my sweat." Cheng Qianye kept moving his hands.

She repeated these two sets of movements over and over again, although her hands were shaking, she still gritted her teeth and refused to stop. Sweat dripped from his head on his pale chest.

Yao Tianxiang felt uncomfortable in her heart and stood silently on the side, raising her sleeves to wipe the sweat from Cheng Qianye's forehead from time to time.

Suddenly she pointed at Mo Qiaosheng and said, "Move, move!"

"Did he move just now!" She grabbed Sima Tu's hand beside her.

Cheng Qianye raised his head and looked intently, only to see Mo Qiaosheng's pale lips, moved slightly, and let out a few breaths.

His dark eyebrows were knitted together, he opened his eyes weakly, and looked at Cheng Qianye.

"woke up!"

"Wake up!"

"The dead are resurrected!"

"Miracle! It's a miracle!"

A real cheer erupted all around.

Cheng Qianye was paralyzed on the ground, his hands were shaking, and he looked at Mo Qiaosheng, unable to speak.

Zhang Fu first knelt down and said, "My lord can actually be dead! Flesh and bones! God bless Dajin, give me the Holy Master!"

All the soldiers knelt down and shouted, "God bless Dajin, give me the Holy Master!"

Cheng Qianye stood up and waved at everyone.

Omg, you Zhang Fu is too good at building momentum. I just happened to have learned CPR at the Red Cross charity event.

After the crisis, she felt a wave of weakness, and her limbs collapsed.

Although the wound on the shoulder and back was not deep, after a few tossing, it had begun to hurt. The cold wind gushes, and the body is cold and hot.

Cheng Qianye knew that something was wrong, and after a few words of reluctance, he supported Yao Tianxiang's hand and entered the boathouse to rest.

Entering the room, Cheng Qianye retreated from the crowd, leaving Yao Tianxiang alone.

She sat on a chair, took off her shirt, exposed her injured shoulder and back,

"Tie me up."

"You...you!" Yao Tianxiang held the medicine bottle and pointed at Cheng Qianye's body, speechless in surprise.

"Hurry up, I'm dying of pain." Cheng Qianye frowned.

Yao Tianxiang stabilized herself and stepped forward to treat her back wound.

"I can't think of it anymore, husband, you are actually a daughter?" She said in surprise while bandaging carefully.

"It really surprised me. You are a free-spirited and generous person, you are not chaotic in the face of danger, and you have an attitude that no man can match. After getting along for so long, I really didn't see at all that you are actually a girl. I think. I, Yao Tianxiang, once considered myself a hero among women, but now it seems that I am not as good as yours."

"Tianxiang, I know you've been worried about me." Cheng Qianye sat on the chair, turned his head and spoke to Yao Tianxiang who was dressing her wound behind him, "This is my biggest secret, and now I'll tell you it, You can always feel at ease."

Yao Tianxiang was filled with emotion: "I see, thank you. Qian Yu."

"On this ship, you are the only one who knows about this. You have to keep this secret for me."

"I must be tight-lipped, don't worry, you know, I also need your secret to cover up for me and Sima Tu." Yao Tianxiang bandaged the wound and helped Cheng Qianye tie his chest.

She suddenly reacted: "You, you, you said that no one on the ship knew this secret, that Mo Qiao gave birth to him?"

"He doesn't know." Cheng Qianye put on his coat, "Among the men around me, only a courtier named Xiao Jin knows the inside story, but he didn't come this time for some reason."

"But, it's not right." Yao Tianxiang remembered something, and showed a strange expression, "How did you get him that night?"

"Shut up for me." Cheng Qianye lay down on the bed angrily and hilariously, "I seem to have a fever, please help me find some medicine and watch over me, I need to sleep."

Cheng Qianye developed a high fever that night and became groggy.

Yao Tianxiang stayed by her side as a newlywed wife, and did all her personal matters herself, and refused to pretend to be someone else.

I don't know how long I slept, Cheng Qianye woke up from a daze, feeling thirsty in his throat.

"Tianxiang... water." She opened her eyes.

Chuáng looked at himself with a pair of concerned eyes.

Mo Qiaosheng's complexion was pale, his eyes were black, bloodshot all over his eyes, and his thin lips were tightly pressed into a slit.

Seeing Cheng Qianye wake up, he couldn't contain his excitement. He knelt in front of him and stretched out his hand to help him.

"I'll come, I'll come." Yao Tianxiang squeezed Mo Qiaosheng away and sat down on his head, "Husband, are you awake, are you thirsty? Would you like to drink some water?"

Cheng Qianye nodded.

Yao Tianxiang helped her up, put some pillows on her, took the jade bowl that Mo Qiaosheng handed over from the side, and carefully fed Cheng Qianye some water.

Cheng Qianye drank the water and felt relieved.

"Where have we been?" she asked.

"You slept for a whole day. At the current speed, you should be able to reach Huáng Pond tomorrow, and then land on the shore and divert to Bianzhou." Yao Tianxiang pressed the quilt for her.

Cheng Qianye looked at Mo Qiaosheng who was standing with his hands down. The sakura pink on his body, which was only short-lived at the moment of life and death, was hidden somewhere, replaced by a golden halo that became more and more blinding.

Before dying, do you dare to secretly like your lord and me even in your heart? Cheng Qianye looked at the golden color and thought angrily.

Yao Tianxiang glanced at the two of them and made an excuse: "Husband, you're hungry, I'll go out and wait for them to prepare some congee for you."

Stroke Chiba, who was still self-righteous after speaking, winked and slipped out the door, leaving the two of them alone indoors.

Cheng Qianye looked at Mo Qiaosheng for a while, then sighed: "You are injured, go back to rest, I don't have to wait here."

Mo Qiaosheng twitched his fist and didn't speak, his eyes turned red with a swipe.

If he didn't make it clear in one breath, he couldn't figure it out on his own.

"Qiaosheng, do you know what you did wrong?"

Mo Qiaosheng showed a puzzled look.

"I told you again and again that I want you to cherish and value yourself. How did you do it?" Cheng Qianye raised his head, "You jumped into the water and thought you were loyal to me. Have you ever thought about my feelings? ?"

"You didn't even try hard, and you didn't give me a chance to give up your life so easily."

"Do you know your weight in my heart?" Cheng Qianye looked directly at Mo Qiaosheng and saw him lower his head, "If you are gone like this, then I..."

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