Seeing her pass out, Mo Liujin held her tightly and refused to let go. The hand that gripped her so desperately was trembling slightly. No one knew how deeply shaken he had been by the look of terror on Chu Qingmeng's face just moments ago. Ever since he had known her, she was always cheerful and carefree—even when she was injured, when she was managing the crisis during the plague, or when she was fighting enemies atop the city walls, she had never shown such a frightened expression. Even when he first met her in the tomb, when she was a lone woman encountering those man-eating bugs, not a trace of fear had crossed her face. Why today?
Mo Liujin looked at Mu Lingxue and asked, "Princess of Agriculture, you have always been close to her. You said she was trapped in her memories—do you know what memories they were?"
Mu Lingxue frowned, shook her head, and replied, "I don't know. I only know that she was an orphan who grew up in an orphanage. She studied very well, but because she was an orphan, no one supported her education. Every place she went to look for odd jobs rejected her because of her age, so she simply stopped going to school and had to rely on illegal under-the-table work to support herself. That is all I know about her."
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