Gradually, he felt that his body was no longer as warm as before, and even his strength was not as strong as before.

"A Ning, let me see you again."

He gently stroked Shen Qingci's face.

His heart was calm all his life, and nothing would be imprinted on his heart. He was naturally cold, but she was the most special one.

A Ning, if I am gone, who else in this world can really treat you well?

"Don't cry."

His fingertips touched her face, and the tentacles were warm.

"Well, like your mother, I will look at you in heaven."

He grabbed her hand again, "I'm going to hold on..."

"Don't let go."

Shen Qingci loosened his fingers, but she held them tightly on the tree pole.

She held his hand tightly, but what was left was the coldness of his fingertips and the force of the flood rushing towards him.

And what fell into her eyes was his loose hand and his body that was gradually swallowed by the flood.

Suddenly, she let go of her hand, but a silver light fell into her eyes. She lowered her head and looked at the token hanging on her chest. Then she held the token tightly, bit the back of her hand and started crying, even biting the back of her hand to the bloody and bloody biting it.

In the distance, there was still an endless flood, and her lying there, even if one hand was broken and hurt, it was still biting and still hurting.

When she opened her eyes again, it was already dark, and there was only her left here. She held the token in her hand tightly. She looked at the flood passing by, then placed the back of her hand beside her mouth, and then bit it tightly.

It hurts, hates, and blood is also caused by biting.

She lay on the rock and picked up some floods, then put them to her mouth and drank them sips. She didn't know what was added to the flood, but she was still drinking, regardless of what she had drunk?

She found some dead fish in the flood, without fire or seasoning, and she hurried there and ate it bit by bit, as if she was ignorant and could not taste it.

Until she took out the token and placed it on her face, it seemed as if someone's fingers were gently stroked on her cheek.

Warm, warm...

The flood retreated day by day, and since this day, even God has not been raining.

The flood in Pingyang did not break the dam this year, but Prince Shuo Luo Henglu and Princess Shuo Shen Qingci disappeared by the Xun River because of accident and then disappeared.

The sun's light sets down warmly. Is this October or November?

"Shi..."

A golden eagle swooped down and finally landed on the big stone. With its long mouth, it gently poked the woman's face on the stone.

"Jiji..."

The golden eagle was anxious. It spread its wings and covered the woman's body, as if it was used as a quilt for her.

The warm sunshine fell, Shen Qingci opened his eyes and felt warm. What is this?

"Jiji..."

Seeing that she woke up, the Golden Eagle jumped up happily on the stone.

"You're here."

She said silently, and when she opened her mouth, although there was no sound, it still hurt her throat, causing pain.

The golden eagle tilted his bird's head, then spread his wings, and then flew out.

Shen Qingci was lying on the stone, looking at the sun without blinking.

"Do you know how difficult it is to be alive?"

"But why do you keep me alive?"

"Shi..."

When the golden eagle came over again, it also put the little fish in his mouth in front of Shen Qingci.

Shen Qingci took the little fish, put it in his mouth and started eating it. This is how she has been here in the past few days.

The rainwater I first drank was flood water, and I drank it with sand, and I ate dead fish, as well as weeds and roots pulled out of the flood.

It's really hard to live.

It's even harder to survive.

She was eating the little fish, but when she saw the golden eagle's black eyes, tears fell down one by one.

Do you know how difficult it is to survive?

She kept asking, but who could give her another answer?

Even though I know that it is difficult to live, I still have to survive.

She didn't even have the right to end her life, because her life was given by him.

She grabbed her chest with one hand and bit the fish again...

She tore off one of her clothes, then bit her fingers and wrote it on it, and then tied the corner of the clothes to the golden eagle's neck.

The golden eagle tapped her face with her wings, and then flapped her wings and flew...

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed to be half a month, and it seemed to be a day, and it seemed to be only a few hours.

It was the wife, I don’t know who shouted, like a long green voice.

Shen Qing opened his eyes and then held the token hanging on his neck tightly.

"Brother Yunyi, look, I survived."

She lay flat on the stone, her eyes kept looking at the sky.

Mom, have you seen him?

Mom, A Ning is so bitter.

Mom, A Ning doesn’t want to live anymore.

At this time, a man landed lightly on the stone, but the stone seemed to shake.

The man exclaimed quickly and picked up the person up. Not long after he left, with a clang, the big stone seemed to fall into the flood. Although the flood had retreated now, there was still some time before the retreat. If it fell, it would be that the corpse would be gone.

"How is Madam?" Changqing hurried over.

But when he saw Shen Qingci, who was held in his arms by Chang Geng, felt like crying. His eyes couldn't help but feel warm. There was no way, so he could only secretly turn his face and wipe his tears, which was too ugly.

Shen Qingci is really pitiful now. She has almost no good skin on her body, and almost all of her wounds are injured on the back of her hands, wrists, face and neck.

But it was only a few days, and I was so thin that I took off my body, and my clothes were torn to pieces one by one.

"We'll go back first," said Long Geng, and walked forward.

"But the young master..."

Changqing didn't understand why Shen Qingci was here, but the young master was not there?

"Young Master is not here."

He lowered his head even further, and his eyes also saw the token hanging on his neck. This is, the young master's...

"How is it possible, she's all..."

Changqing suddenly interrupted Chang Geng's words, and he didn't believe what Chang Geng wanted to express even though he died.

"If he were here, would he leave his wife alone?"

After a long update, he paused. He turned around and looked at the flood that had not yet retreated. The young master cared about her the most, so how could he let someone suffer here?
Chapter completed!