After I kissed the rough man Khan, I was busy farming in the grassland

Yeluyan felt displeased at being suddenly interrupted from his good deeds. He frowned and said in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"

His voice was strangely low and hoarse, stained with traces of deep emotion, but it could not conceal his domineering majesty.

When Battle heard the sound, his heart trembled. With the faint starlight, he looked helplessly at the Golden Crow, fearing that a disaster would be imminent.

Yeluyan always had a measure of rewards and punishments, but the kingly aura lingering around him made people fearful and willing to surrender. Except for Li Xianyun and Yaduo, no one was not afraid of him.

People's fear of Yeluyan seemed to be engraved in their bones and deeply dissolved in their blood.

Just one look, one movement, and one voice from him can make people tremble with fear and make them uncontrollably frightened.

Seeing this, Jinwu bowed his arms to the carriage and said respectfully: "Qi Khan, it was too dark and the carriage almost ran over a person."

Yeluyan cleared his throat and ordered quietly, "Go and have a look."

"Yes!"

After receiving the order, Jinwu quickly dismounted from his horse, took the lantern from the iron hook on the eaves of the carriage shed, and carried it forward to check.

The man was lying on the ground, wearing shabby clothes, with a water-carrying pole leaning sideways next to him. Two wooden buckets rolled down on the ground, and water spilled all over the ground. The water had soaked into the soil. He seemed to have been unconscious for a while. .

Jinwu raised his hand to detect the man's breath, walked to the carriage, bent his arms and saluted: "Qi Khan, judging from his clothes, that man should be a farmer nearby. He is still alive. He probably fainted while fetching water to irrigate the fields." ”

Before Ye Luyan could speak, Li Xianyun's pleasant voice came, "You carry him to a clean place, and I will go down and treat him."

Jinwu couldn't help but admire Li Xianyun. Li Xianyun didn't get out of the car and actually knew that the man was lying on the muddy road. It was as if he had seen it with his own eyes. It was hard not to admire him.

Inside the carriage.

Li Xianyun covered her chest with her hands, picked up the white soft cloth that had been thrown aside, and handed it to Ye Luyan after hesitating.

Although Li Xianyun was born weak, delicate and can be bullied, she is very fleshy where flesh should be. She is concave and convex, with front and back curves. She is a figure blessed by God, which makes many women feel inferior and feel inferior.

When she first put on men's clothing, her chest was bulging, her waist was too thin, and she looked like a woman.

Li Xianyun had no choice but to pick up loose men's clothes and wear them, and on the other hand, she wrapped a long soft cloth around her chest, which had to be tightened very tightly.

This is the case every time she travels.Just now when Ye Luyan was teasing her, he pulled open the soft cloth, took it out and threw it aside.

Now that I have to get off the carriage to save someone, I have to wrap him up. If I don't wrap him up, it will be too conspicuous.

Yeluyan took the soft cloth and unfolded it on her chest, and naturally admired her in full.

Although the two of them were already close to each other, they were so embarrassed when he looked at him like this. Their little faces were slightly red and hot, and they looked to one side harmlessly and helplessly. His clear eyes were as lively as autumn water, as if they were hurt. A huge grievance.

This delicate little look always arouses the evil fire in Ye Luyan.

Li Xianyun pursed her delicate red lips. If she could handle it herself, she would never let Ye Luyan interfere.

Yeluyan struggled to control her, and her breathing became heavier. If there weren't people outside waiting for treatment, Yeluyan wouldn't know how many times he would have to knead her.

"Husband, hurry up." Li Xianyun glanced at him hastily and said softly.

"Why is it so easy to pull away, but so difficult to entangle now?"

Li Xianyun really didn't know how to answer his words.

After finally wrapping it up, Ye Luyan closed her clothes and tied the belt for her, while Li Xianyun lowered her head to tidy up her lower clothes. As soon as she finished tidying up, Li Xianyun opened the door and walked out.

Yeluyan got out of the carriage with unsatisfied resentment.

Li Xianyun saw a middle-aged man lying on the cold official road in the light. If his relatives knew about it, they would definitely be very anxious and sad.

She lightly lifted the hem of her lower skirt and squatted next to the unconscious man. She didn't mind the dirt on his face at all, and gently brushed his face with her white hands. She saw that his face was pale and his breathing was weak.

Li Xianyun took his hand and felt his pulse.

Yeluyan stood next to her, staring down at her.

Li Xianyun is very serious and focused when doing things, and her confident and calm demeanor is so beautiful that people can't take their eyes away. (End of chapter)