Tong Yangxiao's "daughter-in-law"

A soak in the water is even more terrifying.

Eyes widened in surprise, An Lingqing couldn't help exclaiming, "You're hurt!"

At this time, when An Lingqing saw such a serious injury on the other party's body, all the previous resentment was instantly forgotten, and he was only anxiously thinking about what to do. He asked in a low voice, and seemed to have passed out. The local said, "Hey, are you okay?"

After waiting for a while, there was no answer. An Lingqing was a little worried, and asked again, "Hello! How are you doing?"

This time the man heard An Lingqing's voice, and tried to sit up, his voice seemed to reveal gratitude and a smile, "It's okay, thank you for your concern, young master, I guess I won't be able to leave soon, I have to get rid of the arrow first , but I'm afraid of scaring the young master, so I'll wait for the young master to leave before I handle it myself."

"Draw the arrow yourself?!" An Lingqing's eyes widened when he heard this, he really found this incredible, "Do you know that you will die if no one gives you the medicine!"

"Haha..." The man suddenly raised his voice and laughed, he couldn't tell at all that he was suffering from extraordinary pain, but he felt free and easy.

And An Lingqing felt a little annoyed when the man laughed at him. How could he think that the man was laughing at him!So he said angrily, "Why are you laughing? I'm telling the truth!"

Smiling again, the man shook his head, "It's nothing, I just think the little boy is very cute, and, hehe..." Besides, I haven't heard anyone genuinely worried about my life for many years... So, in my heart It's just warm.

Hearing the man say that he is cute, An Lingqing frowned, and said unhappily, "You can't call me cute."

"Oh? Why?" Because the man noticed that what An Lingqing said was that he couldn't say it, so that means someone can say that?

"There's no reason, anyway, you can't say it, that's what my young master can say." An Lingqing had a simple mind, said whatever came to his mind, and walked to the end after deciding on a reason.

"Hehe...is that so?" The man just smiled lightly, "Young master, let's take a bath soon! I don't think my legs can wait that long..."

As soon as the man mentioned it, An Lingqing remembered that he hadn't taken a good bath yet, but he was a little worried about the man's injury. From the few words just now, he found that the man was a gentle and polite person, not a disciple. It is even more impossible to watch the man get injured.

"Are you really all right?"

"Well, it's okay, young master, don't worry about me, this little injury is nothing."

"Oh! Then wait for me, and I'll just wipe your body and heal your wounds!" An Lingqing really wanted to wash his body, but when he heard the man insisting that he was fine, his voice could not hear anything unusual. Qing then thought that washing quickly should not delay the matter.

However, An Lingqing couldn't see that the man's face was already pale as snow, his forehead was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat, and the blood on his legs didn't seem to stop, even talking to An Lingqing was difficult. Just answering casually, he was already somewhat unable to know what An Lingqing was talking about.

An Lingqing cleaned himself up quickly, walked to the bank and casually put on his clothes, and then walked to the man's side, only then was he shocked to find that the man had passed out at some point.

Suddenly startled, countless self-blame welled up in his heart, how could he believe what the man said was really all right! ?Obviously it was such a serious injury, and he felt uncomfortable. An Lingqing felt that he had hurt the man, and he shouldn't ignore the man for his own benefit.

Anxious and guilty, An Lingqing soon had tears welling up in his eyes. He hurriedly checked the man's wound, and wanted to pull out the arrow, but he didn't have any medicine to stop the bleeding, so he didn't dare to pull it out casually.

An Lingqing was thinking about what to do, stood up and wanted to see if there were wild hemostatic herbs around, and was anxiously looking for it, An Lingqing murmured subconsciously, "Brother Ye..."

At this time, Nangong Ye just rushed back, and when he heard An Lingqing's call, he quickly responded, "An Ling?"

Raising his head in surprise, An Lingqing stood up and rushed to Nangong Ye, took his hand, and hurried to the man's side, "A young master is injured, young master, go and take him to the carriage, I have a hand There is no medicine to stop the bleeding."

Frowning tightly, Nangong Ye was taken aback, and quickly stopped to check whether An Lingqing was injured. He knew that there was nothing wrong with him except that his clothes were a little disheveled, so Nangong Ye was relieved. Take a breath.

And An Lingqing was slightly stunned, then warmed up in his heart, and said softly, "An Ling is fine, I just happened to meet that young master, hurry up, that young master is seriously injured!"

Although some don't like An Lingqing caring about others so much, Nangong Ye also knows that An Lingqing is kind-hearted by nature, and since he was a primary school doctor, he values ​​human life very seriously. Touching An Lingqing's head, "I'll send you back first, and then bring him there."

Frowning slightly, An Lingqing was a little dissatisfied, "The young master is injured, the young master will send him there first, let Qian Bi Xiaozi and the others take a look first."

However, Nangong Ye didn't care about An Lingqing's dissatisfaction, he just straightened his clothes, and then he took him up and down and went back to Mu Nan and the others.

After all, in Nangong Ye's heart, nothing is more important than An Lingqing's safety. He was seriously injured when he was left alone for a short while, and he dared not take any more risks. Send it to a place where he can rest assured.

Although An Lingqing cursed "overbearing" in a low voice, Nangong Ye pretended not to hear, gently lifted An Lingqing's chin and kissed him, and then said softly, "Don't be angry, I promise that man You won’t die, just prepare your little medicine box and be a little genius doctor!”

An Lingqing's face blushed immediately after being kissed, and then found that Qian Bi and Xiaozi were looking at them with great interest, and immediately angrily said, "Master!" and immediately got back into the carriage.

Looking at the back of An Lingqing who was shyly running away, the corner of his mouth curled into a slightly evil smile, and then stretched out his index finger to gently touch An Lingqing's lips that had just been kissed, Nangong Ye turned to the little pool fly away.

When the man woke up, he opened his eyes and saw the white gauze curtain. He turned his head and saw a slender figure who looked so warm under the dim yellow candlelight. Although it was only a figure, he knew the person in front of him. It was the boy from before.

Then, he saw a pair of jade-like white hands holding up a bowl, and carefully stirred it with a spoon. His eyes were completely attracted by those beautiful and gentle hands. For some reason, he just felt that those hands It was beautiful and made him feel very warm.

Sensing that the boy was about to turn around, the man's heart beat fast suddenly, he was a little nervous in anticipation, and then he saw a vague but warm smiling face in a hazy gauze, and he also heard such a gentle and clear smile. He heard him say in surprise, "You finally woke up! Great, let's have some porridge!"

Saying that, An Lingqing put down the bowl in his hand, walked forward, raised the gauze curtain with one hand and hung it on the gold hook, helped the man up with the other hand and set up the pillow for the man to lean on, then walked to the table and served the porridge to the man.

Watching quietly, the man looked at the exquisite porcelain bowl handed to him. For some reason, he was a little stunned. Since he was a child, there was no shortage of people who served him. To be precise, he grew up surrounded by everyone. .

However, in just a few days, he hated his identity endlessly, just because his identity made his closest brother put him to death, and his most beloved concubine Ji also came to him for a purpose , and then betrayed him without hesitation.

In this way, things like family affection and love seem to have become a mirror image for him, but the young man in front of him has such clear eyes, even after he was so rude to him, he still cared about himself indifferently.

Some are ridiculous, some are sad, but irrepressible, the man was moved by such pure and undisguised concern, it's that simple, he has long been throbbed by the indestructible heart.

Staring blankly, he took the bowl from the young man's hand. The man lowered his head to hide the momentary blankness in his eyes. The porridge in his mouth was very fragrant. Bird's nest porridge is a hundred times sweeter.

Soon the bowl was bottomed out, the man slightly raised the corners of his lips, and smiled as lightly as a breeze, "The porridge is delicious."

After receiving the bowl, An Lingqing smiled contentedly when he heard the man's praise, his big eyes suddenly turned into two crescent moons, and the two small dimples on his lips looked even more cute, "This is I cooked it myself, you lost too much blood and I put some red dates and wolfberries in it. By the way, my name is An Lingqing, what's your name?"

Smiling slightly, the man's voice was gentle, unhurried, full of dignity, "I'm Nalan Xuanxi, Anling can call me Nalan or Xuanxi."

"Mr. Nalan, in Xia Nangong Ye, An Ling is my wife, please call my wife An Lingqing or Mrs. Nangong." Just as he was speaking, a deep male voice came over with the sound of the door opening.

Frowning unobtrusively, the smile on Nalan Xuanxi's face was still weak, but a little stiff, "What?"

The wet cloud is all over the peak and the peak is low, the shadows are desolate and confusing, and the hope is suspicious.

Neither fog nor smoke, when the goddess is about to come.

If you ask that life is a dream, no one knows except in the dream.

The author has something to say: ╮(╯▽╰)╭, some people say that the most unbearable thing for a man is not a beautiful person, but a gentle person. Anling is just too gentle... Hey... Can you also learn this trick? ? ?

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