Baiyuan looked over from outside the carriage and said with some embarrassment: "Lord Qiu, my subordinates don't know how His Highness the Seventh knew that you were leaving!" ”

He had obviously carefully organized his subordinates to leave the inn quietly according to Qiu Yinong's orders, but he didn't expect that Dry Guhuan was even faster than them, waiting for them here.

It's just puzzling.

Qiu Yinong didn't look at Baiyuan, because she saw that Dry Guhuan had already gotten out of the carriage.

The man personally held an umbrella and walked over there, and the dusky oil-paper umbrella was a landscape painting splashed with ink, eight thousand miles of rivers and mountains, and the scenery was charming.

He walked in the wind and rain in white clothes, and slowly approached, and the hem of his clothes was already wet.

His body was very weak, and when he was blown by the wind, this person seemed to be blown away by the wind, and he was thin and gorgeous.

Dry Guhuan stood in front of the carriage, smiling and tilting his head to look at the autumn mood.

Yan Hong's lips opened slightly: "Can Ah Nong bear to let me stand here all the time?" ”

He looked at her, those narrow and misty eyes looked at her unhurriedly, and the grace that gave birth almost drowned her, and the autumn was stared at by him with a sense of guilt, and he sat there, his whole body stiffened.

I don't know what to react to.

The rain was falling heavily, and the man who was in Qinghua's bones stood alone in the wind and rain, covering his lips with a handkerchief, coughing lightly a few times, his face was pale, almost annihilated in the wet air.

Her heart was suddenly stinged.

Inexplicably, he softened.

Raising his hand and waving his hand, let Ruyu and Yaoxi go to the carriage of dry bones.

Yaoxi and Ruyu are very happy, the fourth girl can't bear to the seventh prince after all, she also feels sorry for him!!

Although the bitter trick of the seventh prince is too real.

Dry Guhuan successfully ascended the position, handed the umbrella to Baiyuan, he sat down beside her, leaned on the group cushion, squinted at her, slender eyeliner, the smile on the corner of the eye, charming and flowery, the end is more beautiful than a woman, a few points better.

"I knew that Nong was reluctant to give me up."

This is quite proud, Qiu Yinong suddenly wanted to roll her eyes, obviously Dry Bone Huan is such an unearthly person in the eyes of others, and even has fairy wind bones, but here she always has the urge to roll her eyes frequently.

She stubbornly suppressed such an impulse, thought about it, and moved her lips: "Is your body better?" ”

She can see that this man is not in good health, not just because of his injuries, but because of his old illness.

Maybe it's not an old disease, it's a toxin.

He covered his lips with a handkerchief and coughed lightly, tried to lower his voice, and said indifferently, "It's okay." ”

waved his hand slightly, but he didn't care much.

She glanced at him, and saw that his face was really ugly, and her heart was soft, and her words softened: "It's a long way to go, you can sleep well." ”

Tossed all night last night, he didn't sleep well.

Moreover, he was injured last night, and gave her a lot of internal strength, and now she must be exhausted, no matter how she tells herself to be still, it is difficult to control her soft-heartedness, soft-heartedness, and she will feel distressed.

He took a thin quilt and put it on his lap.

Dry Guhuan took the handkerchief, there was blood on it, he held it tightly in the palm of his hand, stretched out his other hand, smoothed the hair on her head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't worry, Ah Nong, no matter what, I won't die before you!" ”