"Hahahaha, if there is such a thing, then I am the overlord and he is the bow. Xue Ying was so amused by the cold guards that she almost fell off the practice rack.

The Han guards breathed a sigh of relief. He had just heard about this when he came back from northern Xinjiang, and he was really frightened: "I'll just say, the master is not that kind of person." These guys are really idle, see how I'll clean them up later. ”

Xue Ying smiled and shook her head not very concerned, and asked as she moved with difficulty, "How is it happening in northern Xinjiang now?"

"It's not good, anyway, every year at the beginning of spring there will be a period of trouble, get used to it. ”

"But I don't think it's like a small fight over there. ”

"It's better not, master, he ......" the Han guard stopped abruptly and saluted the door, "Master." ”

"Hmm. The stove came in and glanced at Xue Ying, who was sweating profusely, "Take a break." ”

Xue Ying raised her face and smiled: "It's okay, chatting with the Han guards, I don't feel tired at all." ”

The stove was silent, and he easily scooped her up and put her in a wheelchair while glancing at the cold guard. The Han guard nodded slightly and took the order.

"What kind of dumb riddle are you guys playing?" Xue Ying asked, "Is there anything you can't tell me over there in northern Xinjiang?"

"Nope. ”

"However, Android Wu is dead, it stands to reason that the Northern Plains should be seriously injured, how do you feel that their actions are more radical now?"

"The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind. ”

Xue Ying was terrified: "You mean, Android Wu was taken advantage of? No, it should be that we were taken advantage of." Someone from the Northern Plains wants to get rid of the Android Vulture and borrow us as a knife to kill people?"

"Probably. The stove didn't pay much attention to it, and wrung a towel to wipe her sweat.

Xue Ying heard the meaning of his words: "Then, who is the yellow finch now?"

The stove curled his lips slightly: "We." ”

Xue Ying was relieved: "That's good." After a pause, he suddenly asked, "Since it's not a matter of the Northern Plains, what else needs to be hidden from me in the north of Xinjiang?"

"I don't want to tell you. ”

Xue Ying pursed her lips, and suddenly a flash of inspiration: "Is it about Lord Xue?"

The stove paused, watching her silently.

Xue Ying looked at his expression carefully, and felt that it didn't seem to be because Xue Qi was in any danger: if Xue Qi had an accident, the stove would not hide it from her. So, there's only one possibility: "He doesn't approve of some of your practices?"

The stove lowered his eyes: "I can solve it." Getting up and about to leave, Xue Ying suddenly grabbed his hand.

"Stove. ”

"Huh?"

"I'm on your side. ”

Hearing this, the expression of the stove did not change much, and after a moment of silence, he gently broke away, "Hmm." ”

Looking at his back, Xue Ying pouted: It's clear that she doesn't have confidence in her words, hum!

………………

What does it feel like to have a numb leg?

Xue Ying's face changed with all kinds of exaggerated and weird expressions, and she let out strange screams from time to time, because the pain and numbness in her legs never subsided, and she was tortured to death.

"Ah, it's so numb!" she grumbled and couldn't help but chuckle, "Help, I can't stand it." ”

Her strange scream made the stove, which was working with his head down, finally unable to help but look up at her.

"Why? I was uncomfortable when I called out. Xue Ying was confident, "You can't let me endure it." Ouch, how long am I going to be numb?"

The stove didn't answer her pointless question, and lowered his head again in silence, but a smile flashed in his eyes: he liked her current attitude of crying out when she was uncomfortable compared to the silent endurance she had endured before.

Xue Ying's tingling sensation lasted only a day, then slowly began to ease, and then the instincts in her legs began to gradually return, and by the time the pain and tingling were completely gone, she was able to walk slowly without the help of any tools. So what she has to do every day is to walk around like a child who has just turned one year old, holding on to the table, chair, and wall.

"Sister?" a voice came from behind him.

Xue Ying turned around and frowned: "Jing'er?"

I haven't seen you for a long time, Xue Jing has grown a lot taller, and she is much calmer, and she is a little adult.

Xue Jing was shocked at first, and then worried: "What's wrong with your feet?"

"It's nothing, it'll be fine in two days. Xue Ying stretched out her hand and said with a smile, "You came just in time, can you help me back to the room?"

Xue Jing had no choice but to give up the pursuit and come over to help her move forward.

Xue Ying asked, "Why are you here?"

Xue Jing glanced at her quickly: "I received a letter from my father, asking me to see you no matter what, so I went to ask the prince." ”

Xue Ying remembered that Xue Jing was now a broken companion. Things are changing so fast, and many people's identities have changed in a trance.

"No wonder. She muttered. It is estimated that Xue Qi received some rumors over there, so he had an awkward quarrel with the stove a while ago.

"How long have you been injured in your foot?" asked Xue Jing.

"Well, it's been a while. Xue Ying replied vaguely.

"On the second day of December last year. Xue Jing said suddenly.

Xue Ying was stunned, thought about it, and found that it was indeed the day when she was "sick": "How do you know?"

"My mother had a nightmare. Xue Jing lowered her head, her eyes were a little red, "I also comforted her, saying that it was just a dream, but she didn't listen to me, and knelt in the ancestral hall every night to pray for you." She was not at home during the Chinese New Year, and went to Houde Temple to do the Dharma for you for seven days - you refused to see us, and the more she couldn't see you, the more worried she became. ”

Xue Ying's throat seemed to be blocked with a ball of cotton, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Sister," Xue Jing asked in a low voice, "Is there really no way for our family to reunite?"

Xue Ying said softly after a while: "This kind of thing, it depends on fate, and it is reluctant." ”

Xue Jing raised his head, and his eyes finally brought brilliance: "Then do you hope that we will be able to reunite as a family peacefully one day in the future?"

His hopeful eyes made Xue Ying unable to say anything to refuse, so she could only smile reluctantly: "Hopefully." ”

"That's good," Xue Jing held her hand, "Let's work together!"

After Xue Jing left, Xue Ying sat in front of the window in a daze.

The stove appeared behind him: "It's cool night, it's time to rest." ”

Xue Ying got up, walked to him with difficulty, and looked up at him: "Jing'er is coming to see me, why didn't you tell me in advance?"

"I want him to see you in your most natural state, not in disguise. ”

Xue Ying was puzzled: "Why? If my state is better than the actual situation, isn't it more conducive to stabilizing Xue Qi's military spirit?"

The stove shook his head: "He'll see through it." After a pause, he added, "He's your brother, you can't fool him." ”

Xue Ying was suddenly a little depressed, and then asked, "Why did you let Jing'er come, instead of Mrs. Xue?"

"I'm afraid...... She'll cry. ”

"Huh?"

"And then you're going to cry too. ”

"......" Xue Ying's defense line almost collapsed, so she grabbed the hand of the stove and bit it hard, and walked away with a "snort" angrily, her mouth stiff: "I won't!"