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Chapter 1148 Xiao He, what do you like

Chapter 1148 Xiao He, what do you like

"Alas..." A slight sigh escaped from Xiao He's mouth, a bitter smile appeared on his face, she won't come, he can't wait for her.

Ling Yueer, mine, Ling Yueer.

"Xiao He!" Just when Xiao He was disheartened, the military tent was suddenly lifted, and a familiar voice that echoed thousands of times in his heart suddenly sounded.

His heart skipped a beat, he stretched out his hand, and said in a trembling voice, "Ling Yue'er, you... are here?"

As soon as Lian Lingyue opened the military tent and saw the person lying on the bed, he immediately covered his mouth, and tears immediately flowed from his unbelievable eyes.

I saw that Xiao He was covered in blood, his face was pale, his hands were stretched out in front of him, and his lips were almost black and purple.

How could this be?How could this be?
How was he when he left?Why did it suddenly become like this?

As if, as if he was going to leave at any moment.

Ling Yue'er walked over quickly, squatted beside him, and said tightly, "Xiao He, it's me, me, I'm here, how do you feel now?"

Hearing her voice and feeling her hand, a smile finally appeared on Xiao He's face. He stretched out his hand, trembling uncontrollably, and said, "My eyes seem to be failing, I can't see you anymore."

"I'm here, I'm here, Xiao He!" Ling Yue quickly held his hand, and he held her face tremblingly.

"Ling Yue'er..." Xiao He was slightly relieved when he finally touched her face.

"How could this happen? How could you be like this?" Ling Yue'er couldn't help crying, big tears fell down, staring deeply at Xiao He's face.

"Don't cry." Xiao He felt the wetness in his hands, and comforted him softly, "I'm fine, I'll be fine soon, don't cry."

Lingyue reached out and held his wrist, with a trembling voice, "Yes, yes, you're fine, you'll be fine soon, Xiao He, you'll be fine soon."

However, when her hand held his wrist, her heart skipped a beat: his hand was so cold, so cold!

There was panic in her eyes.

"Ling Yue'er, it's so cold, is it snowing again?" Xiao He asked, trembling all over.

Ling Yue'er quickly opened the quilt and covered him tightly, then put his hands in the palms of his hands and rubbed them vigorously, "It's not cold anymore, I'll rub it for you, so that it won't be cold soon gone."

She rubbed it desperately, looked at him anxiously, and said.

Seeing that he was still trembling all over, Ling Yue'er got up, lay on his body, opened her hands, hugged him tightly, and said while crying, "I hug you, I hug you, you won't be cold gone."

Xiao He felt the warmth in her arms, and at this moment, he felt happy again.

He slowly raised his weak hand, patted her on the back lightly, and said, "I really like being with you just like this."

"I know, I know, that's why I'm here, Xiao He, get well, I'll be with you like this from now on." She said eagerly, and hugged him even harder.

A smile appeared on Xiao He's face, and he said, "Ling Yue'er, you, help me up, let's go horseback riding together, it won't be cold after riding a horse."

Ling Yue'er asked, "You, can you?" She looked at him, but his eyes didn't look at her at all, as if he couldn't see anything.

"I can do it, I am the general, and I am still your bodyguard, have you forgotten?" Xiao He said.

"Okay, I'll help you up." Ling Yue'er wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, supported Xiao He from the bed with her body.

The two slowly walked out of the military tent together——

Feng Jue, who was leaning on the thoughtful body, immediately stood up straight and looked at them.

Ling Yue'er said to him, "Your Highness, could you please give us a horse?"

horse?Feng Jue looked at Xiao He, then at Ling Yue'er, are they leaving?

"Your Highness, please." Ling Yue'er begged again, pleading in her eyes.

"Ride my horse." Feng Jue said, brought his horse over, and handed the reins to Ling Yue'er.

"Thank you, Your Highness." Ling Yue'er said, stepping on the saddle and climbing onto the horse, her body shook a bit.

Xiao He stretched out his hand and groped for the position of the horse. Now he couldn't even see the blurred shadow, and there was only darkness in front of his eyes.

Feng Jue looked at him, grabbed his wrist and made him grab the saddle.

Xiao He smiled slightly, turned his head, looked in the direction of Feng Jue based on his feeling, and said, "His Royal Highness, this time, ahem..." As he said, the corners of his mouth overflowed with blood, "Thank you for helping me this time." Save, Xiao He will remember it in his heart."

"Xiao He..." Feng Jue said tremblingly, holding his shoulder with his hand, Xiao He raised his hand to hold the back of his hand, and said, "It is enough to fight with you".

After finishing speaking, Xiao He mustered all his strength, leaped with his long legs, and got on the back of the horse. His robe was flying high. He exuded a powerful aura. He got on the horse and raised his sword. He was still the same high-spirited old man General.

When he was young, the name of the Little God of War terrified his enemies.

"Ling Yue'er, are you ready?" He asked.

"Get ready, Xiao He." Ling Yue'er nestled in his arms and said.

"Drive!" he shouted, and the horse galloped forward.

Feng Jue stood where he was, watching the horse run away, and Xiao He holding on, his eyes became hot, and he closed his eyes deeply.

The horses were galloping across the fields, the wind whistling in my ears.

Xiao He will hold Yue'er in his arms and gallop on horseback.

"Ling Yueer, where do you want to go, I will take you there." Xiao He said in her ear, but the dark red blood slipped down the corner of his mouth, and he felt a tearing pain in his heart, but he still held tightly He took the reins and said.

"What about you? Xiao He? You have always been asking me, I have never asked you, tell me, where do you want to go? What do you like? I will accompany you, just like you accompany me." Ling Yue'er looked The blood dripped on the back of her hand, and big teardrops rolled down her eyes, but she asked with a smile on her face.

"I want to go..." Xiao He's consciousness began to drift slowly, and a pair of illusory scenes appeared in front of his eyes.

Some were at his grandfather's house when he was a child, some were with his mother, and when he first met her, each scene was like a frame-by-frame painting.

"I want to go to the small house on the mountain, cook for you again, and watch you eat." Finally, he said.

"Okay, then let's go there." Ling Yue'er nodded, she pulled the rein and let the horse run up the mountain over there.

"Ling Yue'er, do something for me." Xiao He said.

"Okay, tell me." Ling Yue'er saw more and more blood on the back of her hand, and tried her best not to cry out.

(End of this chapter)