"Haha." Yan Gui turned around and hugged her in his arms: "How dare you peek at me? Tell me, what did you see?"
Wei Yang's face turned red instantly. At that time, she was only concerned with checking whether he had any wounds on his body and didn't care about anything else.
Now that Yan Gui asked this, she thought about it again, and the scene flashed in her mind. Wei Yang felt like her whole body was on fire. She argued, "I didn't see it. I didn't see anything."
"You really didn't see it?"
Yan Gui leaned his face closer, his nose touching hers: "Then I'll take it off again for you to see, okay? This time you have to see it clearly."
“Bah, you filthy bastard.” Wei Yang spat at him softly, “I don’t know where you heard such nonsense from.”
Yan Gui was about to argue with her when he heard a knock on the door: "General, Madam, the kitchen has prepared the noodle soup. General, please eat something before going to sleep."
Looking at the beautiful girl in his arms, Yan Gui was still hesitant. Wei Yang sat up from his arms and said, "Put it on the table."
"Eat some noodles. You must be hungry."
He looked exhausted, and no one knew how long he had been running. His eyes were bloodshot, which made Wei Yang feel distressed.
On the table in the outer room, there were two large bowls of chicken noodle soup. Konggu also cut a plate of braised beef and a plate of duck tongue in sauce and placed them on the table.
Yan Gui sat down, reached out to take a small bowl, and put a small bowl of noodles in it: "You should eat something with me."
Wei Yang wanted to say that she was not hungry and had no appetite, but seeing Yan Gui's expectant eyes, she swallowed her words, took the small bowl, and hummed softly.
The candlelight flickered, and two pairs of figures were eating noodles facing each other.
"Try this beef, it's good." Yan Gui picked up one or two slices of beef and put them in Weiyang's bowl.
After a while, he picked up another piece of duck tongue and gave it to her with chopsticks: "This is not bad either, the sauce tastes just right."
While eating, Weiyang developed a great appetite and finished the small bowl of noodles cleanly.
Yan Gui picked up another bowl of noodles and looked at her: "Eat a little more."
"No, I can't eat anymore." Wei Yang quickly put her hand on the bowl, fearing that he would give her another bowl of noodles.
Yan Gui was amused by her little action and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch her cheek: "Don't eat, look how thin you are."
"Don't move, eat quickly, it will get cold soon." Wei Yang glared at him coquettishly and slapped his hand away.
Yan Gui was not angry either. He poured the beef and duck tongue into the noodle bowl with a smile and mixed them. Just as he was about to pick up his chopsticks, Wei Yang grabbed his hand and glared at him with a pout: "Eat slowly."
She knew that if she didn't eat with him, he would just eat as if the food was poured into his mouth, and finish a bowl of noodles in the blink of an eye.
"Okay, got it, housekeeper." Yan Gui really slowed down, and Wei Yang also sat beside him and talked to him: "Did you rescue Master Xie?"
"Yeah." Yan Gui got a headache when he heard the word thank you.
His Weiyang gave him three Dahuan Dan, but he was reluctant to eat them, so one of them ended up going to that kid for free.
If he hadn't brought the medicine with him, I'm afraid that Xie Dalang would have closed his eyes, kicked his legs, and been buried under a straw mat.
After hearing that he was rescued, Wei Yang didn't ask any more questions. She still knew that Yan Gui was very concerned about Xie Jinnian.
Yan Gui paused, and then said, "He was saved, but he's already half dead. I don't think he'll be able to recover in half a year."
Wei Yang thought for a moment and said, "As long as he's alive, it's good. I can raise him for half a year. The Xie family can afford to raise him."
Even though I said this, I still felt a little nervous in my heart. I have to rest for half a year, and I am afraid I am seriously injured!