Dressed as cannon fodder for a good death, but the prince insisted on marrying me

"If you weren't injured, you would never be able to run away after this beating!" She said bitterly, reaching out to ruffle his hair to vent her anger, "Will someone come in?"

A Yun can not guarantee.

Before today, no one would have dared to enter his tent, but now that he is injured, it is another matter.

"Miss Ling, are you still there?" Bai Yi's voice came.

"I thank you and live well. Come in!"

Bai Yi smiled awkwardly at her: "You misunderstood me again, I promise it was just a simple greeting."

Looking at Ah Yun, the boy's face turned a little bloody, and he found support in his heart.If something happened to this ancestor, Da Zhou would change, and his life would come to an end.

For a lifetime, if you say it is short, it is not short, and if you say it is long, it is really not long!
"I'll watch here, you go to Xue Tian's tent to rest." Putting down the burden, Bai Yi prepared to make the floor.

"Why do you go to Xue Tian's tent? The lonely man and the widow live in the same room, Bai Yi, why are you at ease?"

Defense by day and night, house thieves are hard to guard against.
The master exploded, and Bai Yi had black lines all over his head, blame him for not explaining clearly.

"Your Highness, Xue Tian lives with Xue Ping, and his house is packed up for Miss Ling to live alone."

He accentuated the pronunciation of "one person", and the jealous jar stopped.

He couldn't figure out how such a weak person could be so full of energy, Ling Yue said quietly: "Is my bowl of chicken soup effective?"

"It's more than good, it's a panacea!"

The ear biting between the two was provocative in A Yun's view, but it was initiated by his little girl, so he couldn't say anything.

It is necessary to distinguish between right and wrong!

"Bai Yi, Yue'er lives with me, you live in Xue Tian's tent. Also, no one is allowed to come near here."

"Your Highness, this lonely man and widow share the same room."

Bai Yi returned his words to him, which is typical unreasonable!
"Are you going?" These four words were squeezed out between teeth.

"go with!"

He put the burden on his back, opened the curtain and left.

A gust of wind mixed with rain took the opportunity to blow in, and the candlelight flickered, reflecting the profile of the person on the couch.

The reason for the profile is because the young master is still angry.

Waiting for her to coax him, he suddenly felt a chill on his legs, and his outer pants were gone.

He covered his eyes and peeked at her flushed face, tight lips, and trembling hands through his fingers.

It was windy and rainy outside, and Ah Yun couldn't hear the thunder and lightning.

All he could hear was his own strained breathing.

It's been a long time, for him, and for her too.

"Ayun." She suddenly turned to look at him, a little hesitant.

"Ah?" He put down his hand and looked into her eyes, "What's wrong?"

She thought about it, forget it, he is just a cunning rascal and a coquettish coquette, what advice do you ask for?
A Yun didn't wait for her answer, but saw her quickly tear off a piece of white cloth, quickly took off his underwear, and under his staring eyes, quickly sprinkled medicine on his bleeding abdomen and bandaged it. , and then help him put on his trousers and cover him with a quilt, all done in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Everything is healed!" Ling Yue was sweating, not knowing whether it was embarrassment or heat.

"Oh." He quietly pulled up the quilt slowly, covering his eyes.

So embarrassing!

It was embarrassing, but obviously less painful.

The quack military doctor didn't even find out that he was scratched by a branch, which made him feel uncomfortable for so long!

"Why are you so shy? I haven't seen anything on you?" She decided to go his way, leaving him nowhere to go.

Sure enough, his ears were red, and his voice was like a gnat: "Yue'er, you are a girl, you can't say that."

Achieve the goal, enough is enough, stop teasing him.

Poured a cup of hot tea for him to drink, covered the quilt tightly: "Go to sleep."

He said "um" and moved in again: "You sleep outside."

"What are you thinking? Dreaming!"

"Then you ask Bai Yi to come over, and you go to sleep in Xue Tian's tent, you will be very tired after sitting all night." He compromised.

She closed his eyes: "Be good, don't talk, I'll be with you."

He held her hand and was stuffed back into the quilt by her.Pretending to be angry, he was honest, closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The sound of wind and rain entered her ears, and she continued to cool him down with a handkerchief.

He who was sleeping soundly babbled occasionally, but she listened attentively, and it turned out that he was calling her name.

Tired of sitting, she stood up to move around and visit his tent by the way.

Clean and tidy, just like Feiyun Pavilion,
His eyes fell on a book on the shelf, which turned out to be Art of War.

Difficult and obscure, she has no interest.But it was really boring, so I flipped through it casually.

An envelope falls out of it.

She leaned over to pick it up, and it turned out to be a letter she had written to him in Dazheng.

Taking out the letter paper, I want to feel the mood of writing a letter.

After seeing the content clearly, Ling Yue was stunned.

"Ayun, I'm about to become Dazheng's concubine, we don't want to contact you anymore."

who is it?Who imitated her handwriting and secretly exchanged her letter?

Is it Yingying?

The letter was forwarded by her, not by anyone else.

She immediately dispelled this suspicion.

Yingying was her best friend, she was afraid that Ah Yun would die of fear, so she should go to seek justice for her, it wouldn't be her!

Who is that?
Is the target her, or Ah Yun?

Ling Yue clutched the letter and thought hard, before she had a clue, she heard tossing and turning on the couch.

She put the letter away and ran over.

He arched his body and wrapped the quilt tightly, even though he was still shivering.

I touched my forehead, it was still hot.

She searched the tent, but found no extra quilt, so she had to find a winter coat to add.

"Yue'er, it's cold."

He supported his heavy eyelids, and when he saw her, he didn't want to hold on anymore.

Chills in summer can be a pain in itself.

Especially when he thought of receiving such a heartless letter and relying on her so much, Ling Yue felt sour.

With his paranoid and fragile nature, how hard should he try to convince himself to ignore that letter?

"May I hug you to sleep?" Her eyes were gentle and her voice was gentle, as if coaxing a child.

He stared at her blankly: "Can you?"

She lay beside him, put his hand on her waist, and stroked his back: "Is this okay?"

"Ah."

He took her in his arms, holding his girl.She was very warm, dispelling his cold bit by bit.

"Thank you, Ayun." She murmured softly.

"Thank me for what?" He didn't understand.

"Let's talk about it tomorrow."

She raised her head slightly to meet his blank eyes.

"Close your eyes."

This is because he is annoying.

She closed her eyes obediently, but her lips were covered.

Instead of fleeing immediately after touching the water like before, she kissed gently.

His breathing was disordered, and he hugged her tightly regardless of the pain.

Missing love was like a flood and it was out of control. He didn't let her go until she patted him on the shoulder.

"Yue'er, shall we get married?"

He wants to marry her, wants to have her forever.He was sure she loved him too.

The world is quiet, the only one who is uneasy is him, waiting for her decision.

"it is good."

Ah Yun slept very unsteadily, because he always felt unreal if he had to open his eyes to look at her from time to time.

At this time, Ling Yue thought that he was cold again, and snuggled him closer.

That's it, until dawn.

When Ah Yun woke up again, the person in his arms was gone.

What surprised him even more was that Li Muqing was standing by his bed.

Deep loss welled up in my heart, is it really a dream?