When she first came, if someone said she would commit suicide willingly, she would definitely think that person was crazy, but now she finally realized this feeling: if she died, she could be relieved of everything and she would not have to bear such pain. Death is an extremely wonderful thing.

She stood by the cliff, her thin clothes were blown by the wind, looking lonely and desolate.

Ye Xuan looked at the bottomless cliff below and smiled slightly. Haha, she crawled up with the power of a tiger, but after falling down, she only had a moment. Soon, she would not have any sense, and soon, she could meet Yan'er again!

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she closed her eyes gently. She opened her arms, as if she was going to practice flying birds, and she looked forward with her feet... However, she could not fly like a bird, and what she greeted her was just a rapid fall.

After falling down, it doesn’t matter whether it’s broken into pieces or whatever it is. Her heart is dead and her soul is destroyed. What’s the purpose of leaving a broken body?

Suddenly, a red shadow appeared in the air, with dark hair as dark as ink, fair skin as snow, and enchanting red clothes, from far to near, looking so familiar... No, it's not familiar, that's Yan'er, it's Yan'er who came to pick her up! It's great, Ye Xuan really felt that she hadn't died in vain this time, she could actually see Yan'er who was thinking about day and night.

Is she dead now? Ye Xuan has completely lost her consciousness and can only watch the red shadow get closer and closer to her until... he hugged her body.

She must have died, otherwise, how could she see Yan'er appearing like a god in this isolated valley? She can actually look at the beautiful face so close, and even... she can feel his body temperature. Uh... body temperature...

Feng Qingmo hugged her body, and used the steep rock wall of the cliff to slow down the speed of land. Finally, he hugged her and finally stood safely on the solid earth. However, he did not let go, but he hugged the petite body in his arms. He knew that his little wife was afraid of heights. Even if he didn't hug her, he was afraid that she wouldn't be able to stand anymore!

Ye Xuan didn't say a word, but just looked at the unparalleled handsome Yan in front of her. Such a real feeling... She slowly shed tears, "Yan'er, I finally saw you!"

Saving a year of longing, the pain of life being worse than death. Should she see Yan'er earlier if she could have been to die earlier? Such a reunion made her feel very uneasy, for fear that the person in front of her would suddenly disappear, and then she became lonely again.

Feng Qingmo just thought she was too excited to see him, but she didn't expect that she would think that they were all dead and that it was the meeting of her soul.

"Xuan'er!" The first sentence he said was to be angry and completely sink his face, "Do you know what you are doing?"

Damn it, fortunately he arrived in time, otherwise would he have to watch her jump off the cliff and commit suicide? He finally escaped from death and had a year away from reunion. If he saw her body, how could she bear it?

"I'm sorry!" Ye Xuan's tears flowed even more. "If I hadn't used this method, I really didn't know how else I could see you. Now that I'm looking for you, we can be together forever!"

Now, Feng Qingmo finally understood and was angry and funny, "Xuan'er, what are you talking about? If you really jumped off the cliff and died, our couple will really be separated by yin and yang!"

Uh... Ye Xuan blinked and tears came to an abrupt end. She seemed to suddenly find something was wrong! (Everyone threw cabbage and slapped to death. Shouldn't this long separation reunion after escaping from death be touching and touching? Why are these two guys so incomprehensible?)

Wait...They are now at the bottom of the cliff where she jumped off the cliff. If she really died, even if she saw Yan'er, she should have gone to the underworld, right? So, she is not dead?

Touching Yan'er's hand, it was warm and touching, and it was not the coldness that a dead person or the soul should have. Ye Xuan slowly calmed down and looked at her calmly, her eyes gradually changed from confusion to resentment. Yes, it was resentment!

Finally realizing the situation in front of her, she rushed up and punched him, "You bastard, you are not dead, why are you missing? Do you know how you got through this year? Feng Qingmo, I hate you, I hate you!"

A woman's tears are made of water. This sentence is really wrong. Ye Xuan's tears flow like tap water that opens the gate. He stood in front of him well, she should be very happy, right? But she just couldn't let go of the grudge in her heart. Thinking of the suffering she suffered for so long, even... she even threw down the one-year-old baby and ran here quickly, but he...

Feng Qingmo let her cry, beat and scold her, without explaining it. Until she was tired of crying and had no strength at all, he carried her into her arms. Let her vent her well and vent all her grievances. Only then would she feel better in her heart. It was his fault, it was him who was sorry for Xuan'er, who made her so painful and desperate, that he was indeed a bastard.

And what has happened this year is indeed... hard to describe in one word!

...

Ye Xuan was seriously injured.

Her feet, her knees and legs were all scratched to varying degrees, and her skirt was stained with red blood. When Feng Qingmo forced her to pick her up and wanted to heal her injuries, she struggled violently.

"Let me go, you don't have to worry about it, even if you die, you don't have to worry about it!" Ye Xuan cried aggrievedly. She was so angry that she was not too late and didn't even think about treatment. She is still worried about his disappearance for a year. Since he is not dead, why don't you come to her? Even if it's just a piece of news, she doesn't have to be so desperate and painful.

Feng Qingmo naturally understood that his little wife was angry at this time, and she was afraid that she would not listen to anything she said, so he only pointed a little finger and tapped her mute hole. She couldn't speak immediately. She didn't have time to glar at him. Another point, she couldn't even move!

Feng Qingmo took her through the valley, and her peerless light skills were the only one in the world, as if she was a soft red feather. She could not speak or move. Ye Xuan could only stare at his face angrily. She suddenly realized that Yan'er was much more beautiful than before. This was not an exaggeration, nor was it a lover's eyes. If Yan'er had been so beautiful before, now he gave people a more elegance of becoming an immortal, as if she was a demon immortal in the world.

It seems that he has lived a good life for more than a year, but he is so well raised? Thinking about himself, he is in pain every day, is heartbroken, and has a child, is weak and haggard, which is completely a world of difference. Thinking of this, she is even more unbalanced, and she decided to ignore Yan'er again!

Loving him is completely different from being angry.

This is a valley without people, and Ye Xuan's injuries cannot be delayed, so Feng Qingmo did not rush to take her out. He searched for a cave in the mountains, then went to collect some herbs nearby, took some clear water to help her clean the wound. Ye Xuan could not move or speak, so he could only apply medicine to herself. Naturally, the herbs that had not been extracted were applied to the wound, which was naturally a scorching pain. She frowned but did not shed tears.

If it were Ye Xuan before, she was most afraid of pain. A small scratch would make her wail for a long time. However, this year has passed, she has never suffered any pain, so this injury is insignificant.

"Xuan'er, does it hurt? I'll be gentler!" Feng Qingmo carefully applied herbs on her legs and feet. Suddenly, she remembered that Ye Xuan had been lit by her and could not answer her words, so she could only untie her mute hole for the time being. He originally thought that the little woman would make a big fuss, but Ye Xuan was unexpectedly quiet.

A terrible silence as death...

He would rather she scold him and beat him than see her looking at him like this, with alienation and strangeness. So he could only reach out and try to take off her clothes as if nothing had happened...

"What are you doing?" Ye Xuan finally couldn't help but exclaim.

"See if there are any other wounds on you!" His hand did not retract, but instead became more and more arrogant and directly pulled her belt open.

"You, you hooligan, stop!" If Ye Xuan hadn't been able to move, she would have really punched him. Damn it, what's going on now? She's still angry, how could he do this?

"Xuan'er, we are husband and wife, there is nothing to mind!" Take off her coat and the middle coat until only a tender pink strapless bra was left, and the stunning spring (chun) light was revealed. Ye Xuan closed her eyes in shame and anger. She hated Feng Qingmo and hated him for humiliating her like this.

He was missing for a year and she was heartbroken, but she didn't want to meet again. This was the scene. He actually... Is it just her body that a man is greedy for? Is Feng Qingmo just that? If Ye Xuan, who has a normal mentality, knew that she would think like this, she would definitely slap her a few times. How could she misunderstand Yan'er like this? No one in this world treats her better than Yan'er.

But now, she is just a little woman who has suffered a grievance and has no intention of thinking about other things. She just wants to vent her anger quickly.

But she didn't expect that what she imagined didn't happen. The clothes she took off were put back on her body and carefully prepared. She was stunned and opened her eyes, facing a pair of beautiful eyes with slightly injured eyes.

Feng Qingmo was very hurt. He died and finally survived, but he didn't expect his little wife to treat him like this. She felt wronged, and he was also wronged! However, he was a man after all, so he had to shoulder the responsibility of cheering women.
Chapter completed!