Nan Yang took care of the back road, pressed the back of everyone and walked slowly, this tomb hole may have been dug in a hurry at that time, the height is very low, people need to walk with their heads down to get through, and tall people need to bend down. And the width is also narrow, only one person, at most two people in parallel. So when she wanted to go to the front to find Bian Zi and Qinghuan, she found that she couldn't go over lightly.

The tomb has been sealed for more than ten years, and the soil is very loose, because people keep dropping dirt slag because of the small movement of people passing by.

Nan Yang quietly touched his wrist, and found that the wound that had just been cut there had been cracked a little because of the complicated handprint just now, so he tore off the corner of his clothes and wrapped the wound tightly in a circle through the pain. She lowered her head and gently bit the corner of her dress, her other hand tying the knot with some effort.

The halo of the wind and rain lamp carried by the person walking in front flickered suddenly.

A cold and pale hand suddenly stretched out out of nowhere, and grabbed Nanyang's hand.

Nan Yang subconsciously slashed with his other hand, but was gently dodged by the other party, and then a somewhat weak voice sounded: "Master, it's me." ”

Nan Yang looked up in surprise and saw Qing Huan standing on the side, holding the wide robe with one hand, and holding her wrist tightly with the other, her face was very pale.

"Are you awake?"

"Hmm." Qinghuan frowned and nodded, looking not very good, "I just woke up, senior brother said that you are at the back, and I will wait on the side for a while." ”

"Is it uncomfortable? Does it still hurt in my back? Nan Yang Hui held Qinghuan's hand, and the two of them staggered slightly one after the other, and followed everyone slowly.

"It doesn't hurt, I don't know why it's very good, I just looked at it myself, and it started to scab. Strange healing speed...... "Qinghuan lowered her eyebrows, her voice soft, "And, why...... When I woke up, I always felt a smell of blood in my mouth. ”

"I've hurt my internal organs, I'm afraid I'm vomiting some blood, don't worry." Nanyang lied.

"Hmm...... Master, you were just bandaging your wrists? What's wrong, injured? ”

"If you accidentally scratch it, you will have a flesh injury, and it will be fine."

"......" Qinghuan looked at Nan Yang quietly for a while with his eyes sideways, Nan Yang just lowered his eyes and looked at the road intently, with no expression on his face. smiled weakly and lightly: "But I ...... Why do you always feel like you're lying to me? ”

“…… Does my back really not hurt? Can you still walk? Nan Yang's eyes still didn't look at Huan.

"Honestly? I can't walk very much, I feel weak in my limbs, and my body is a little reluctant. Qinghuan frowned, lowered his head and coughed lightly twice, his voice and movements seemed weak.

“…… Come, I'll carry you. Nan Yang stopped and reached out to Qing Huan, his gaze resting lightly on Qing Huan's face.

"Okay." Qinghuan showed a pale smile, obediently grabbed Nan Yang's hand, and gently lay on Nan Yang's low body, his hands softly wrapped around Nan Yang's neck.

Nan Yang made a little effort to carry Qing Huan on her back, and the sudden height made her have to walk half-bent, Qing Huan's face was close to the side of her face, and even the heat she exhaled was terrifyingly clear.

Qinghuan carefully raised a hand to protect the top of Nan Yang's head, so as not to let the slag fall on Nan Yang's body. She buried her head deep in Nanyang's shoulder socket and sighed with great satisfaction. Through Nan Yang's slender back, she could clearly hear Nan Yang's fast and violent heartbeat.

“…… Master, turn around. ”

"......" Nan Yang heard Qing Huan's deliberately lowered voice and turned back suspiciously.

The moment Nan Yang turned around, Qing Huan leaned out his face slightly and kissed Nan Yang's lips gently, and when Nan Yang was stunned, he smiled lightly and said softly: "Master, do you know that when the gunpowder exploded behind me before, I really thought I was going to die. Wouldn't it be strange to say that? …… But no matter what, one day in the future, I will die, and Master still has a long, long time, and I can't be by your side. Master, if I die, a fire will burn my bones, and you will take the ashes with you, promise me. ”

"......" Nan Yang's heart suddenly throbbed, and his throat suddenly became a little sour, so he had to be silent.

Qinghuan chuckled lightly, and muttered again: "Even if I die, even if I can no longer see you with my own eyes, and I can no longer accompany you to see those beautiful mountains and rivers in person, I will accompany you, even if it is as a handful of ashes...... Master, I will always be with you, I will never leave you, I really like you......" As she spoke, Qinghuan's voice gradually choked a little.

"I promise you." Nanyang replied in a low voice.

"Master, will you marry me?" Qinghuan said suddenly.

"......" Nan Yang was suddenly speechless, her body trembled slightly, blinked her eyes a few times, and forcibly endured the sourness.

"That'...... It's okay for me to marry you. ”

“……”

"You won't marry me?"

“……”

"Master?"

“…… Unwilling. ”

Qinghuan was stunned, and smiled reluctantly: "...... What the? ”

"Although I am not familiar with it, I have also seen that the marriage of secular families must be hired, welcomed, worshipped, and caves. Since you are married to a lord in my dignity, I will not be able to wronged you. Are you in a hurry to promise your life in this dark place? When you go out, I'll buy you a beautiful wedding dress, buy you a beautiful tiara, and then you can cook a table of dishes, sweet and sour fish, cold sweet lotus, and sweet and sour tenderloin......"

"Master, you are really ...... It's really ......" chuckled and lowered his head and rubbed in Nanyang's shoulder socket, rubbing a little wetness from the corners of his eyes, "I taught you badly?" You're talking nonsense, too. ”

“…… Yes, you have taught me badly, and you blame you. Nan Yang said softly, the corners of his mouth unconsciously rising slightly.

“…… Watch your step, we're far away, catch up with them. In case something triggers in the middle, it's good to have a response. ”

"Doesn't this give you the opportunity to create a zào and do something bad." Nan Yang laughed again.

"What Master said, then I can't waste Master's hard work in vain." Qinghuan smiled weakly, turned his face sideways to bite Nan Yang's extremely sensitive ear, the hand around Nan Yang's neck slowly moved down, and his index finger gently opened Nan Yang's shirt, revealing that delicate collarbone.

“…… Monkey business. Nan Yang's neck instantly turned red, and he immediately became stern.

"You gave me permission." Qinghuan smiled faintly, and his index finger continued to move down, pulling open the placket of Nanyang's clothes, and gently poking the soft skin.

Nan Yang looked at his dirty clothes exposed, and his voice was cold again: "...... I'm going to be angry. ”

"My precious daughter-in-law is going to be angry." Qinghuan smiled in a low tone, lowered his head to help Nan Yang carefully tidy up his clothes, and caressed back to his usual ascetic appearance. She put her head on Nan Yang's shoulder a little tiredly, and her voice was weak: "However, you really have to follow them." I'm a little tired, you carry me for a while, and when you recover, I'll carry you. ”

"You haven't recovered yet, so sleep on my back for a while. Maybe when you wake up, we'll be out there. ”

"I hope so."

"It's just a matter of borrowing the tomb of the concubine, what else can happen."

Qing Huan's body stiffened suddenly: "You say...... We're going to ...... Borrowing the tomb of the concubine? …… I thought I would go out after this road......"

"I heard Zi Qian say that this is a tomb cave, leading to the tomb of the concubine. When you woke up, didn't you sue you? ”

"I ...... Anxious to find you, did not communicate with them. ”

"It's okay, it's just a loan."

Qinghuan looked thoughtfully at the few points of light that were slowly moving in front of him, and did not answer.