Ji Zhiyang watched helplessly as Han Muchi fell down in front of him. He quickly ran to Han Muchi and picked up Han Muchi. He looked desperately at the blood spurting out of her chest and shouted loudly: "Emperor Physician!"
Han Muchi tugged at the corner of his mouth, and a large mouthful of blood flowed out. He waved his hand and said, "Don't bother, I want to chat with you for the rest of the time, okay?"
Ji Zhiyang shook her head stubbornly, tears falling down her pale cheeks, and shouted hoarsely: "No! Xiaoxi, I won't let you die, I won't allow you to die, I rescued you, you promised me, how can you break your promise!"
Han Muchi raised her hand to wipe away the tears on Ji Zhiyang's cheeks with great effort, and said feebly: "Ji Zhiyang, promise me not to be sad. You have to protect this country of thousands of miles for me. From now on, only you will endure these hundred years of loneliness. This life is too painful. I can only accompany you for half of the journey. If there is an afterlife, let's change our identities and love each other..."
Reader comments
The story has ups and downs, and the male and female protagonists go in both directions.
The story has ups and downs, and the male and female protagonists go in both directions.