Chapter 377 Qiaoqiao, Let's Go Home Jiagen, I only blame love to be cool, two chocolates~~

Ye Liyan withdrew the long sword in his hand and watched as the little goose collapsed at his feet, spitting blood out of his mouth until he lost his breath.

Ye Liyan returned the sword to Ye Bing.

Ye Bing looked for something with a disgusted face, wiping the blood stains on the sword.

"Carry it out and bury it." Ye Liyu said lightly.

There was no objection to this.

Huai'an City Mansion Yin said: "The night god doctor is affectionate and intentional, and he deserves the word gentleman......"

People were saying compliments.

Ye Liyan's face was expressionless, and when he finished dealing with Xiaoyan's affairs, he raised his head and found that the person standing at the door of the tent was gone.

He handed over the rest to Ye Bing, and he hurriedly walked out of the tent.

"Childe, umbrella...... Umbrella ...... "The people waiting outside the tent listened to the wind and rain, and hurriedly held up the umbrella and chased after it."

The night passed so fast that the rain was falling and wetting his hair, and he still didn't realize it.

The reason why he didn't pick up Ai Qiaoqiao first was to make this scene end first, he didn't want to let his heart carry any uneasiness and trepidation.

I wanted to see her every day, but the moment I saw her, I found that I was out of words.

"Childe, you still have a high fever and can't get drenched in the rain." No matter how closely the two children followed, the umbrella in their hands could not completely cover the rain on the head of the night departed.

Ye Liyan hurriedly left the barracks, and saw Ruo Huaixi standing there, wearing a thin cloak and holding hot tea in his hand, standing there talking to Zhang Wu.

"Where's Qiaoqiao?" The night is unstable, and the panic in his eyes leaks from his eyes, like a child who has lost his favorite toy, panicked, but does not know how to find what belongs to him.

Ruo Huaixi smiled and pointed behind him, "Look there." ”

Ye Liyan turned around and was surprised to see Ai Qiaoqiao standing behind him, taking the oil-paper umbrella in their hands, and holding another umbrella in her hand that was not open.

The rain dripped down the edge of the umbrella and became a silky silver thread.

Stretching out your fingers can cut it off, but you can't stop it from reconnecting into a line.

It's like they miss each other, even if they will be blocked, they can't stop.

Ye Liyan looked at the people under the umbrella, the rain seemed to invade his eyes, floating a faint mist, and his dark eyes were not as bright as before, with a soft brilliance.

Ruo Huaixi and Zhang Wu all stood by and watched, and even listened to the wind and rain and retreated to the back.

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Liyan is a miracle doctor with a strange temper.

All those who have dealt with him know that he acts on the basis of a single thought, whether happy or angry, and no one can fathom his emotions.

No one knows what he wants, and no one can induce him to work for others willingly.

But this time in the rebellion of Huai'an City, he helped the four princes and completely knocked Tianxianglou to the dust.

People thought he would take advantage of this to rise to the top.

But he quietly retreated from the crowd after the deed was done, and gave up all the credit.

What he wants, only here, only in front of him.

Ai Qiaoqiao raised the umbrella in his hand a little higher, barely able to cover the top of his head.

When she got closer, she noticed that Ye Li's cheeks were unusually flushed.

Without thinking about it, she freed her other hand and raised her hand to touch his face.

When the warm touch fell on his face, his heart trembled with the warmth.

Ai Qiaoqiao frowned, carefully feeling the temperature on his face.

"Brother Night, are you sick?"

The scorching feel is definitely not the normal temperature of the human body.

Night Death slowly raised her hand and grasped the handle of the umbrella in her hand, holding it along with her hand.

Ai Qiaoqiao wanted to withdraw his hand, but he held it too tightly, and it hurt a little, so he still didn't let go.

It was his fault that he didn't protect her well, knowing that Nalan Ming had malicious intentions, but he still let her go to Xiaofang Village.

After the accident, his heart never had a moment of peace.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he would see her.

In the chaos of the army, she is just an ordinary girl who can no longer be ordinary.

She simply had no strength to resist outside harm.

He married her, and she was his wife, his treasure.

It was she who redeemed his heart, and he held her in the palm of his hand, wishing that he could do all the things in the world for her.

However, because of his carelessness, she was left alone outside the city for several days.

He wanted to ask her: Qiaoqiao, will you blame me?

However, it was she who said the first sentence first, and it turned out to be his physical condition.

Ye Liyan grabbed her hand, took the handle of the umbrella from her hand, and said in a dumb voice: "Qiaoqiao, let's go home." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao bent her eyes and smiled.

Home, what a wonderful word, this is what she was waiting for.

Zhang Wu looked at the smile in Ai Qiaoqiao's eyes, and unconsciously smiled.

As long as she feels happy.

He is her little brother Wu, forever little brother Wu, no one can change this, not even the night god doctor.

Ye Liyan took Ai Qiaoqiao into the carriage, and the group left the barracks and returned to Huai'an City first.

In the quiet carriage, the breathing of the night is particularly obvious, with a rapid trill.

Ai Qiaoqiao realized that something was wrong.

"Brother Night, where are you uncomfortable?"

Ye Liyu closed his eyes in a heavy voice, but his hand did not let go of her for a moment.

"It's okay, I haven't rested well in the past few days, just recuperate for a few days." He is a doctor himself, and he knows his body better than anyone else.

He was an ordinary illness, but it was caused by too much stress.

Without news from her, he couldn't close his eyes.

Let's ask who can hold on if they don't sleep for more than ten days in a row.

He used his acupuncture to force himself to stay awake, and planned everything that turned the world upside down with the four princes.

Ai Qiaoqiao opened the cabinet in the carriage, dragged a thin blanket out, and put it on the body of the night dead.

Nightshade pulled her to her side, so that the other side of the blanket was over her.

"Don't be afraid." In the depths of his life, he whispered in her ear, "I'm here for everything, don't believe any rumors you hear, I'll arrange everything, trust me." ”

Ai Qiaoqiao pursed her lips and said nothing.

If she hadn't seen Xiao Yan's last scene today, she would have been a little worried.

But now, she is not afraid of anything.

When he returned to Yicaotang, Ai Qiaoqiao told him about the girl and the child.

Ye Liyan also looked at Tong Tong's longevity lock, and also confirmed that this was something in the palace.

"Let's keep her for now, and when the palace sends a messenger next month, someone will definitely mention it." After returning from the night, he always looked sad.

Ai Qiaoqiao also knew that he had been under too much pressure recently, so he didn't mention anything else.

After bathing, both of them changed into clean clothes.

Ai Qiaoqiao took a comb and straightened her knotted hair.

In the days when she escaped in the forest, her hair was messy and she couldn't comb it in some places, and it hurt to tear it.

She forced it a few times, tears of pain almost fell, and in her last breath she went to find scissors.

Ye Liyan leaned on the couch and squinted at her slightly.

In fact, he really wanted to sleep, and there was very little time for him to really close his eyes and rest for so many days.

But he was reluctant to close his eyes, he wanted to look at her like this all the time.

Seeing that she had found scissors, his drowsiness suddenly dissipated.

"What to do?" He stepped forward and grabbed the scissors.

"I can't comb my hair messily, so it's better to cut it off." Ai Qiaoqiao didn't care.

Ye Liyan took the jade comb from her hand, "It's okay, I'll help you, I'll always comb it if you slow down." ”

The moment the jade comb changed hands, a wound on Ye Li's index finger came into view.