Ye Xiaolou looked at it with a frightened expression, and saw that under the moonlight, a man in a white robe, a big bow on his shoulder, and a longbow in his hand, riding a jujube red horse, and holding an archery posture.

The handsome face like a fairy, like a killing god in the world, where is this still that gentle and polite scholar?

Ye Xiaolou couldn't help but murmur softly, "Cui Yuanheng? ”

...

The girl in front of her was dressed in blood, her hair was scattered, she was holding a big knife in her hand, and there was blood dripping from the knife, she stood there barefoot, as if the elf of this time had fallen into the demon cave, and her pale little face was not bloody.

The big smart eyes were looking at him blankly at the moment.

Cui Yuanheng's breathing couldn't help but hurt, jumped off the horse without saying a word, ran over in three steps and on both sides, ripped off his big coat and wrapped her tightly, and then picked up the person and went directly into the inner room.

Familiar embrace, familiar people, Ye Xiaolou didn't know why, he was so relieved.

But no.

Ye Xiaolou struggled frantically, "Let go of me, let me go quickly." ”

Cui Yuanheng's eyes were cold and said, "How long are you going to make trouble?" ”

Ye Xiaolou said while struggling: "You let go of me, I still have to save people, if I don't save it, it's too late." ”

Cui Yuanheng was stunned for a moment, and then put her down, Ye Xiaolou ignored it and ran out barefoot.

At this moment, the people brought by Cui Yuanheng were cleaning up the battlefield, and there were already two people in front of the brown-clothed man who was blocking the knife for Ye Xiaolou just now, one was full of grief, and the other was silent, "Fifth uncle, fifth uncle-"

"You'll be fine, you'll be fine."

The crying young man knelt on the ground and hugged the man who was already like a bloody man, with a panic and fear on his face, you are the fear when you lose your loved ones, the pain of being powerless and can only watch your relatives die, and it is about to drive him crazy.

Ye Xiaolou ran to the door and saw such a scene, and then pounced directly, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, I'll save him." ”

The young man was caught off guard and was directly pushed aside by Ye Xiaolou, caught by another person, and when he turned around, he saw his eldest young grandmother wearing a bloody dress, wearing the eldest young master's coat, and holding a delicate fine porcelain bowl in her hand, pouring something into Cui Wu's mouth.

Cui Qiqi stood firm and said stupidly, "What are you doing?" What are you giving my fifth uncle to drink? ”

Ye Xiaolou couldn't manage so much, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that people still had breath.

There should still be a chance, Cui Yuanheng was terminally ill back then, but two drops of spiritual liquid saved the person, and now that the small half bowl of spiritual liquid goes down, at least he should not be able to die, right?

Cui Qiqi saw that Ye Xiaolou didn't answer, and was just about to step forward to stop him, but he heard his eldest young master say coldly: "What are you doing in a daze?" ”

After glancing at them, he directly pulled Ye Xiaolou up, and his voice was much softer than before, "Okay, he can't die." ”

After speaking, regardless of Ye Xiaolou's struggle, she directly picked up the person, she is now barefoot, the cold in the north is not a joke, her feet have been frostbitten at this moment, not to mention that she is wearing so little, and her body is full of blood.

As for the thin porcelain bowl that suddenly appeared in her hand?

Cui Yuanheng's brows furrowed again, but he didn't ask much.

And the moment she took out the spiritual liquid, Cui Yuanheng already knew that the refreshing fragrance was in stark contrast to the smell of blood that filled the courtyard.

Ye Xiaolou was still a little uneasy and said, "Really? I think he's hurt so badly, I ---"

Before he could finish speaking, Cui Yuanheng directly interrupted: "Back then, two drops could renew my name, he was just an external injury, and half a bowl of fairy dew was enough." ”

Ye Xiaolou froze in his arms when he heard this.

This is the first time Cui Yuanheng has said this so unabashedly.

She couldn't help biting her chapped lower lip, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she secretly looked at him.

And Cui Yuanheng was always expressionless, and after hugging Ye Xiaolou tightly in the room, Jin Nian had already followed over in horror and handed over the foot stove.

At this time, Ye Xiaolou was shocked to realize that his feet were about to freeze off, and Jin Nian wiped his tears and said, "Grandma, you bear with it first, and the slave will go to fetch hot water."

At this moment, Ye Xiaolou was not embarrassed, wearing bloody clothes, with blood stains on his face, and his hair scattered, like a female ghost.

However, no matter how embarrassed this female ghost is, she is still beautiful and thrilling.

Cui Yuanheng saw that she was so distressed, so he personally burned the charcoal in the house more vigorously, but with both hands and feet, Ye Xiaolou still felt cold.

The cold that penetrated into my bones.

Looking at Cui Yuanheng, who was fiddling with the charcoal fire without saying a word, Ye Xiaolou's voice tightened, "That, thank you." ”

She knew that a thank you was too light, this time it was indeed a life-saving grace, that group of people were fierce and vicious, and wanted to arrest her, if it wasn't for Cui Yuanheng's people who protected her for a moment and waited for his rescue, I am afraid that she would already be a prisoner at this moment.

What good fate can a beautiful woman end up in the hands of the enemy?

The more he thought about it, the more scared Ye Xiaolou felt.

And Cui Yuanheng raised his eyes and looked at her after hearing this, "Now you know that you're afraid?" ”

Ye Xiaolou pursed her face and said nothing, even if she was afraid, she didn't want to show weakness in front of Cui Yuanheng.

At this moment, Jin Nian came in with water, "Young Master, Young Grandma---"

As a result, as soon as he put the copper basin at Ye Xiaolou's feet, he heard Cui Yuanheng say, "You go down first." ”

Jin Nian looked at him nervously, and then at his master, Ye Xiaolou nodded at her and gave her a reassuring look.

Jin Nian finally retreated with a worried face and stayed outside the door.

The eldest young master must settle accounts with the eldest young grandmother, what can I do? Will you be beaten?

A gentle and elegant person like the eldest young master shouldn't do it, right?

Jin Nian is in a hurry outside the door.

And Ye Xiaolou was also a little apprehensive, but when she hesitated to wash her feet, Cui Yuanheng moved.

Walking directly in front of her, Ye Xiaolou looked up at him, and the tall shadow gave her a strong sense of oppression.

But just when she thought Cui Yuanheng was going to train her, she saw him squat down and grabbed her fine and white ankle.

Ye Xiaolou was shocked, "What are you doing?" ”

Cui Yuanheng ignored it and said lightly: "Your foot is injured." ”

After saying that, despite her objections, he began to pour water on her feet.

Ye Xiaolou's face suddenly turned red, although she would go to a SPA or something when she had time, but no man had ever helped her wash her feet.

However, with the smooth blood circulation, it is simply a piercing pain.

Ye Xiaolou was about to cry, and she couldn't help but move when she hurt her, but Cui Yuanheng grabbed her feet tightly, raised his head and said with concern: "What's wrong?" Does it hurt? ”

By candlelight, Ye Xiaolou really saw Cui Yuanheng's face clearly, and then the whole person was not good.