Ye Qingluo and the others watched with their own eyes... Yan Zhenfei thought that no one would notice her, and slipped away quietly.
Didn't bother.
After all, this is Xi Shanglan's other residence.
Ye Qingluo and others lived here temporarily because the old house was burned down.
Of course, he would not really do such a stupid thing as killing Yan Zhenfei in Xi Shanglan's territory.
What's more, Xi Shanglan had already spoken for Yan Zhenfei himself.
If they still refuse to forgive.
Didn't he slap Xi Shanglan in the face
"Xiaoyi, just took the medicine, take a good rest first, and talk about other things tomorrow." Xi Shanglan smiled gently at Yan Xiaoyi.
Yan Xiaoyi felt restless because of Qiao Jin's inexplicable departure.
Hearing Xi Shanglan's words, he just responded lightly.
The smile on Xi Shanglan's face dimmed slightly.
But soon, a gentle smile appeared again.
Those jade-like eyes are full of tenderness: "I'll help you lie down, don't think too much, if the head of the Yan family and his wife really come, I won't let them take you back."
Enduring the wounds on his body, he walked over and gently helped Yan Xiaoyi up.
Yan Xiaoyi frowned even tighter, staring at the blood-soaked clothes on his shoulders, and said coldly: "Take care of yourself first, I have Qing Luo to take care of you, so you don't need to care."
this man...
Obviously injured.
Why do you need to use your own body to block Yan Zhenfei's palm for her
With his strength.
As long as you use your profound energy, you can easily resist it.
"Xiao Yi, are you caring about me?" Xi Shanglan's eyes brightened sharply, and a smile like a spring blossom bloomed on the corner of her mouth.
His joy at this time.
Even Ye Qingluo couldn't see any disguise.
It's like... a heartfelt, visceral joy.
Because Yan Xiaoyi cared about him.
Let Xi Shanglan be flattered.
Even speaking, he stammered due to excitement: "Don't, don't worry about me, this little injury is nothing, you should rest well, I, I see that you are better, I will be better."
Yan Xiaoyi frowned even tighter.
She was worried about Xi Shanglan.
After all, Xi Shanglan was hurt because of her.
But obviously, Xi Shanglan misunderstood her meaning.
Want to explain, but can't start.
Simply, Yan Xiaoyi turned her face away, and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.
However, this was enough to make Xi Shanglan very excited.
He helped Yan Xiaoyi to sleep, and tucked in the quilt for her.
Then he turned and prepared to leave.
His eyes bumped into those behind him, staring at the few people who were in a daze.
There was a tinge of red on that warm and jade-like face, as if she had just realized that they were still in the room, she apologized a little embarrassedly: "Holding, I'm sorry, I showed you a joke."
"It's not a joke." Ye Qingluo smiled elegantly, "On the contrary, let us see how much Master Xi has for Xiaoyi."
Xi Shanglan's face turned even redder: "She is my fiancee."
Ye Qingluo smiled meaningfully.
Immediately, he was about to leave with Di Moxuan on his arm: "The effect of the medicine is about to kick in, let Xiaoyi rest quietly. We are all tired after a busy day."
Looking past Xi Shanglan, he glanced at Yan Xiaoyi whose back was facing them.
They exchanged a few pleasantries and left Yan Xiaoyi's room together.
After Xi Shanglan left the courtyard.
Ye Qingluo's figure appeared outside Yan Xiaoyi's door again.
She did not enter the room.
He just raised his eyes, and his gaze was fixed somewhere in the dark night.
In the dark night, her voice was somewhat cold.
"How long are you going to hide there?"
The wind blows, and there is silence.
In response to Ye Qingluo's.
Only the rustling of the leaves.