Jinsu Liuguang Lightly Worrying about the Years

An Lexuan leaned against the edge of the bed, his eyes were dull, and he turned a blind eye to the teacup in front of him.

An Haotian just stood there quietly, holding his outstretched hand like that, without speaking, and looked at the person in front of him with both eyes.

"The comatose time is too long, he can't recover for a while, and he can't be stimulated."

An Haotian still didn't move, not because he didn't recover, but because he didn't want to see himself.

Suddenly hated myself, if I hadn't done that kind of thing to him, wouldn't it have been the end, thinking of his youthfulness that day, it didn't look like Jiu Chenghuan's body at all, even the groans were so at a loss.

"For his own good, you'd better leave." Although he didn't know what happened between them, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that An Lexuan didn't want to see An Haotian very much.

An Haotian clenched his hands, the person in front of him obviously ignored him.

With An Haotian's withdrawal, the room became quiet for a while, and none of the three spoke.

An Lexuan's violent cough broke the silence, and Xiyin picked up the tea that An Haotian had put down and handed it over, "The body belongs to me, who is this punishing?"

"Punish yourself." An Lexuan smiled wryly. Punishing himself was useless. He couldn't persuade that person. It was also a warning to himself that he should not have any more illusions about that person.

"Heh, I don't care who you punish, but since I saved it, you have to listen to me. I don't want to spend half a day saving a living dead!"

"Who are you?" An Lexuan didn't take the cup, who else could he trust at this moment?Even his brother Wang treated him like that.

"Before we know who we are, can you tell me the reason why you committed suicide?" Xie Hongling was curious about everything, and he wanted to know Xiaoqianyou's purpose for asking him to come here.

"Because there is nothing to love in life, is this answer satisfactory?" An Lexuan sneered, even if he fell into such a situation, he would not make people laugh at him.

"You won!" Xie Hongling clapped his hands lightly. Talking to a smart person is a love-hate thing. "But I'm really curious about the relationship between you and Xiaoqianyou? Can you make him beg me at all costs?" Come here!."

An Lexuan was stunned for a moment, he never expected that the man in front of him was actually Xiao Qianyou, that man was not someone who would meddle in other people's business.Only he can let that person come forward.

Seeing him chuckling and saying nothing, Xie Hongling was puzzled, turned to look at Liyin, who also had a puzzled expression on his face.

"You guys go back and tell him I'm fine!" An Lexuan turned over and lay down.Jinsu, thank you.

"That's not something we can decide. King An said, if you are cured, you will be rewarded with a thousand gold. If you don't cure it, you will lose your life." Tone chuckled.Who else in this world can trap this man in front of him?The sage Bodhi unleashes Hongling, his amazing medical skills, his martial arts are close to that of Xiao Qianyou, and it is still a mystery which of the two is stronger and who is weaker.

"Are you short of money?" An Lexuan turned around. To make Xiao Qianyou come forward, it must be an acquaintance. The friend of the dignified Prime Minister of Yasukuni is short of money?Do you really think that An Lexuan doesn't understand anything?

Xie Hongling put one hand on the shoulder of the sound, "Of course, now I have to support my family."

An Lexuan turned around, already seeing the unusualness between the two of them, "He has already decided to attack Yasukuni, you better go, if you let him know that you are Xiao Qianyou's friend, it will be too late,"

"You think you're not good, can we leave?" Xie Hongling believed that there was something going on between Xiao Qianyou and An Lexuan at this time, and he had to figure it out.

"I have reminded you that it is up to you whether you can leave or not." An Lexuan no longer had the energy to entangle with anyone.

"Why are there so many weirdos?" Xie Hongling muttered dissatisfied seeing that he seemed to be falling asleep.

"Hong Ling, since he doesn't want to, don't force it. If you force it, it may backfire."

"I, Xie Hongling, have always saved people to the end. If he falls in my hands, won't he smash my brand?" Xie Hongling can't control so many people, even if he is the king of heaven, Lao Tzu will not give orders to those who he does not save. He, the person he wants to save, even if half of his foot has stepped into the gate of hell, he can still be snatched back.

Xiao Qianyou once said that Xie Hongling is like the King of Hades in the human world. Although he cannot control the life and death of others, he can indeed decide the fate of the dying. Of course, natural death is irreversible by manpower. Xie Hongling Not God yet.

Outside the door was An Haotian who was wandering anxiously. An Lexuan completely expressed his attitude. He hated himself with deep hatred. The look in his eyes that didn't care about anything made people flustered, as if the next moment, he would leave this place. mundane.

The door opened, and Xie Hongling walked out with a serious face, and didn't speak when he saw him.

An Haotian's whole heart was suspended, and he went up to him, "How is he?" Xie Hongling shook his head solemnly, "The air here is too muddy, which is not conducive to his condition. If he can't relax his mood, he will naturally not get better."

"Then what do you think?" An Haotian was distraught at this moment and had no thoughts.

"If there is a comfortable environment where no one is disturbed, and the body and mind are recuperated, I believe he can recover faster!"

environment?It's because of myself!An Haotian smiled wryly, "I know!"

What else did Xie Hongling want to say, but An Haotian had already turned around and left, "Siyin, what do you think these two are doing?"

Li Yin walked out of the room, turned around and covered his face, "Now, what else do you want to do?" He knew that once the curiosity of the person in front of him was aroused, he would not give up easily.

Xie Hongling turned around and threw himself into Xiyin's arms, wrapping his hands around his waist, "Someone will definitely come over later, are you going to be honest or let everyone see how much we love each other?"

Originally thought that he would give up the questioning of himself when he discovered the novelty, but he didn't expect him to keep thinking about it.

Xiyin was helpless, "Let's go back to the inn and talk about it!"

Jinsu went out to fight, and all the officials saw him off.

No one would be optimistic about this 16-year-old boy, the prince who was weak and sick since he was a child.

Jin Ye was the head of the hundred officials, watching the boy in purple walking towards him. "Jinsu, fighting is no child's play. Swords and guns have no eyes. Be careful in everything."

Jinsu sneered and lowered his head, "Take care, Prince, I will take care of everything!"

"It doesn't matter if you say more, on the day of your triumphant return, Brother Huang will cleanse you up." Jin Ye smiled flawlessly.

Xiao Qianyou stepped forward, took out something from her bosom, and handed it to Jinsu.

Jin Su took a closer look, and couldn't help being shocked. Didn't Xiao Qianyou throw this exquisite dagger into the lake at the Ten Mile Chang Pavilion?

He raised his head and looked at the man in the purple and gold robe. Without saying anything, he turned around and mounted his horse, "Let's go."

The army started, kicking up a vast expanse of dust.

All the officials bowed their heads, whether it was sincere or not, their voices were neat and loud, "I wish the Sixth Prince a victory and a triumphant return."

Xiao Qianyou stood with her hands behind her back, quietly watching the young man who could not even ride a horse disappear from sight.

Jinsu, don't forget to return home safely.

Three days of life in the military camp resulted in not only scars, but also the superb riding skills.

Jin Su slowed down, seemingly casually wandering around the surrounding scenery, but his mind changed sharply. Jin Ye wanted to get rid of himself, and would never let himself go to the battlefield. Halfway was his best chance to strike.

"Stop!" He waved his hand to signal the army to stop, and the young man's voice changed from the usual promise, sonorous and forceful.

Suzaku served as his personal bodyguard, and rode up to ask, "Your Highness, what's the matter?"

"The army rests where it is!" Jinsu got off his horse and called Suzaku to walk to the side path.

The three armies are unknown, but it's only half a day's journey. Could it be that His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince is tired?After all, the pampered prince, how did he endure the hardships of marching and fighting?