Wei Yang slept until midnight, and felt dry mouth and tongue. He turned over, closed his eyes and called Konggu.
"Konggu, I want some water."
There were faint noises in the room, and soon footsteps reached Weiyang's bed. She wanted to drink some water but didn't want to move, so she just lay quietly on her side on the soft pillow.
A strong arm passed under her neck and lifted her up from the bed. Wei Yang's sleepiness disappeared instantly, and she opened her eyes wide in shock, almost screaming.
"Drink some water."
It was Yan Gui, he was holding a glass of water and handing it to her bedside.
Wei Yang lowered her head and drank the water stupidly, then was put down again by Yan Gui.
In an instant, Wei Yang jumped up from the bed and rushed to Yan Gui who was standing beside the bed: "When did you come back?"
He hadn't changed his armor yet, and his body was full of sweat. His face was also covered with fine stubble, which pricked Weiyang's little face. But she didn't care, she just stretched out her hand and fell on his neck, pressing her little face tightly against his.
She missed him so much, this must be a dream.
However, this dream was so real that she didn't want to wake up, and she wanted to just keep dreaming.
For a long, long time.
"Silly girl, why are you crying like this? I'm back, and you're still not happy."
Yan Gui lifted the face that was pressed against his neck and wanted to reach out to wipe her tears, but then he remembered that he had not washed yet, his hands were stained with blood, and his body still smelled of sweat, so he retracted his hand.
"I stink so much, why don't you say it's not bad?" Yan Gui patted her slender waist: "Be good, I'll go wash up and come to accompany you later."
"No." Wei Yang hugged his neck tightly: "I'll go with you."
She didn't dare let go, for she was afraid that this was all a dream and once she let go she would wake up from the dream.
Yan Gui could only helplessly carry the girl in his arms to the bathroom, where Konggu had already sent someone to prepare hot water in the bathtub.
It had been a while since Yan Gui came back. He sat by the bed, looking at the sleeping Wei Yang, unwilling to move for a long time. It was not until she woke up and asked for water that he realized that his feet were numb from sitting so much.
Just look at her like this. Looking at her makes me feel that time has stopped at this moment. I have never felt happier.
When Yan Gui put on Wei Yang's jacket and skirt, carried her to the high stool in the bathroom, and let her white feet step on the wooden tub, he took off his clothes and walked into the bathtub, and Wei Yang finally woke up.
This doesn't seem to be a dream!
Wei Yang bent down, lowered her head and approached Yan Gui: "Can I help you wash your hair?"
"No, it's too dirty. Just sit still and be careful not to fall."
Yan Gui flatly refused. He was too dirty. He asked the guards to change the water three times and rubbed off a layer of skin on his body. Only then did he come out of the bathtub contentedly and carried Wei Yang into the bedroom.
"Let me help you dry your hair."
Yan Gui turned around and looked at Wei Yang's attentive expression, and couldn't help but laugh: "Okay."
Seeing that Yan Gui agreed, Wei Yang hurriedly put on her shoes and went to get a towel. She also asked Konggu to light a charcoal basin and bring it in so that she could roast Yan Gui's hair.
“No need for a charcoal basin.”
Yan Gui waved his hand and told Kong Gu to go out: "Just wipe it dry, it will be dry in a moment."
Wei Yang knelt on the bed and carefully wiped his hair with a towel. When one towel got wet, she changed it with another.
"Why don't you ask me how I am, whether I am okay, and whether I am hurt." Yan Gui asked softly.
Wei Yang touched Yan Gui's almost half-dry hair, put down the handkerchief, and leaned on his shoulder: "I saw that you have no injuries."