Period

The two fell into silence again, sitting there with their heads lowered, thinking about what was in their hearts.

In addition to worry, Murong Qing's heart was filled with fear.

"Could Yan Jingtian really die because of Ye Mingzhu's incident? If so, wouldn't it be exactly the same as what he dreamed about in his dream?"

Murong Qing suddenly felt cold all over, and cold sweat broke out in his palms.

The sun is shining brightly outside, shining warmly on the ground. The green branches and leaves reflect the brilliance of the sun, and the flowers appear more brilliant than usual.

But Murong Qing could not feel the warmth of the sun at all, and fear had enveloped her whole body.

"Everything is happening now according to the dream. If Yan Jingtian died because of Ye Mingzhu, then my three-year period should also be real."

She thought again of the dream she often had at night.

In the dream, although she died behind Yan Jingtian, she had three years to die, and by then the incident would affect Pei Mo.

This was a series of events that had an impact that she had never dared to imagine.

"What did you say?"

"General Pei, please take a seat." But the second prince didn't care at all. He was very happy to see Pei Mo and immediately stood up to greet him.

I couldn't help but feel a hint of sourness in my heart.

Madam Yan looked back at Murong Qing, with a trace of gratitude in her eyes, but the sadness did not diminish at all, and Murong Qing also felt sad for a while.

Pei Mo was startled. His eyes stayed on the thousand-year-old man for a few seconds, and then he turned to the second prince.

Murong Qing kept Yan Jingtian in mind and took the opportunity to suggest: "Then we two can't go visit him anymore and see if there is anything we can do to help?"

Pei Mo and Murong Qing tried all possible methods, but to no avail, so they became depressed.

Thinking that people had already arrived in the hall, the second prince was already sitting there waiting.

"If the Second Prince has something urgent to find the General, he can go to Yan Houye's house. He will definitely be there." The servant added hurriedly after seeing the disappointment on the Second Prince's face.

The second prince lowered his head and said nothing.

Yan Jingtian still closed his eyes and lay quietly on the bed, without a trace of life.

The two nodded, and then headed to Yan Jingtian's mansion together.

"Can General Pei be at your residence today?"

"Report to General Pei that the Second Prince came to the door and said that he wanted to see you for something. He is waiting in the hall now."

"You...really care about him that much?"

Pei Mo was suddenly guessed by Murong Qing, and his face was a little embarrassed, and then he felt deep self-blame.

But now, his good brother is lying unconscious on the bed, and he is secretly jealous here, which is obviously very heartless.

"In that case, I will take my leave, the prince." As soon as the second prince heard that it made sense, he hurried to Yan Houye's house.

Mrs. Yan even shed tears every day and sat by her son's bed every day, her hair turning white from anxiety.

Although Yan Jingtian was his good brother, and the two had been close friends by fate, now, because of Murong Qing's concern, he was even a little jealous of Yan Jingtian.

Murong Qing raised his head from his deep thoughts and was stunned for a while when he heard Pei Mo mentioning Yan Jingtian.

"Second Prince." Pei Mo hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.

"No! You can't... I will never let you die like this, because I don't want to die either..."

Because he knew what the second prince wanted to do with him, he spoke calmly.

Just as he was about to say a few more words, he suddenly heard someone from the Yan family coming to report.

Pei Mo sat nearby and observed her for a long time. Seeing that she was distracted, she was muttering something in a low voice and frowned.

"I wonder what the second prince wants from me?"

It took her a long time to realize that she was so involved in rescuing Yan Jingtian that she forgot to consider Pei Mo.

In the past two days, she had visited Yan Jingtian countless times, and she showed more concern for him than his own parents, making everyone in the Yan family very grateful to her.

But Pei Mo was very jealous of this. Although he always believed that Murong Qing liked him, he still couldn't help but become jealous of Yan Jingtian.

Pei Mo moved his eyes from Yan Jingtian's face and looked at the man lightly: "I understand, you can go down first."

The servant at the door hurriedly responded respectfully: "Second Prince, Lord Yan has been in a coma these days. The general has been away from court for the past two days and went to Lord Yan's house."

Murong Qing once again fell into deep melancholy.

However, Pei Mo visited Yan Jingtian frequently during this period and was not often at home, so the second prince always returned without success.

"Um?"

I thought that the second prince would talk about taking sides, but I didn't expect that he would just smile and turn his head and take out something from the plate held by the servant behind him.

Pei Mo was only worried about Yan Jingtian's injury, but after sitting down, his expression was calm.

He has been a bit withdrawn since he was a child, and he has never had many friends around him. Only Yan Jingtian has always been by his side, and the two of them are like brothers.

"Will Yan Jingtian die?"

The servant withdrew, and Pei Mo glanced at Murong Qing, nodded slightly, then turned around and headed towards the hall.

"I heard that Lord Yan has a very close relationship with the general. Now that he is in a coma, the general must be very worried," the second prince said as he took off the outer cloth, "so I personally sent this thousand-year-old ginseng

, I hope it can be of some use to the general."

Murong Qing forced a smile and quickly explained: "Yan Jingtian is your good brother. Of course I want to do my best to save him. General, don't think too much."

While walking on the road, Pei Mo thought in his mind that the second prince must have wanted to win over Yan Jingtian when he came to him at this time, and even came to Yan Jingtian specifically.

Murong Qing was so excited that he actually forgot that Pei Mo was still sitting here and muttered what he was thinking.

"General, are you asking about Yan Jingtian?"

After the Queen's birthday party, the second prince focused on Pei Mo and went to the General's Mansion several times to look for him.

Although he didn't hear it completely clearly, he was sure that the person she was talking about must be Yan Jingtian.

Murong Qing could only force a smile and go up to comfort Madam Yan: "Madam, don't be too sad, your health is important."

Pei Mo smiled awkwardly: "Actually, I'm also worried about him. After all, he is my best brother. How could I want him to stay in a coma like this?"

On this day, the second prince came to the general's mansion with several followers.

"Thank you, Second Prince, for your kindness." Pei Mo had a hint of surprise in his eyes, wondering what the Second Prince wanted to do.

Maybe he wanted to exchange this for a favor.

Pei Mo guessed in his mind and did not immediately take the thousand-year-old ginseng.

But the second prince didn't seem angry. Instead, he said with a smile: "I am also very concerned about Sedum's condition. If you need any medicinal materials during this period, just ask. The Queen's family is in the medicine business, and I am still busy in this area.

I can help."
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