Mo Shangshu left, General Yang naturally sent him to the door, and the man in Tsing Yi saw him coming, hurriedly walked to the carriage and opened the curtain of the carriage.

A head also poked out of the carriage, richly dressed, but the eyes were red and swollen.

Mrs. Mo felt that people were not good because her eyes were red, so she waited in the carriage, and when she saw someone coming to lift the curtain, she thought that Mo Shangshu was coming, so she probed, but she didn't want to ......

"General Yang."

After getting out of the carriage, he smiled lightly and collected the emotions on his face.

"Sister-in-law's Day mourns and changes."

General Yang glanced at the person in front of him, and he couldn't help but be infected by emotion, and his words were a little uncomfortable.

"Hmm."

"We still have to go to the palace, so General Yang doesn't have to send it." Mo Shangshu helped his wife and spoke softly.

"Hmm."

General Yang didn't say much, just stood in place, Mo Shangshu glanced at him, turned his head, and helped Mrs. Mo into the carriage.

General Yang stood in place, looked at the carriage, sighed deeply, and then turned around and walked towards the mansion gate.

Mrs. Mo waited for the carriage to leave, her eyes instantly turned red, and tears flowed out, but she also knew that it was wrong, so she hurriedly wiped it with a handkerchief.

Seeing this, Mo Shangshu leaned forward and held the person in his arms.

"If you're here, I don't want to see you so sad, I want to open some."

When Mrs. Mo heard this, her heart became even more uncomfortable, and she bit her lower lip hard, but she still couldn't hold back the whining sound that came out of her mouth.

Seeing this, Mo Shangshu hugged the person in his arms even harder, his eyes began to redden, and slowly filled with tears, and finally his eyes closed and endured the tears.

He sometimes really wonders what kind of sin he has done in this life to be able to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person twice.

……

in the barracks.

Li Xiang slowly opened his eyes, looking ahead, everything in front of him was the same as when he first woke up.

Is he dreaming again?

The last time he woke up, he didn't make a sound, just instinctively looked around, and then, he saw a woman with her back to him, undressed, he wondered in his heart, and instinctively asked who it was.

Then, as soon as it was dark, he fell unconscious again.

Later, although I woke up a few times, I was groggy and sometimes, I fell asleep again without even seeing anyone.

Thinking in his heart, his arm was slightly forced, and he wanted to get up, but his body was lying on the couch weakly, and the blood stained his robe red, and finally he could only give up and look around with his eyes.

This should be a man's residence, and the bookshelves are full of military books, and then in the room, there are also weapon racks, on which there are knives, forks, swords, and halberds.

"Da-da."

Suddenly, there was a voice at the door, and my body instinctively tensed.

A pair of eyes looked at it, thought about it for a while, or decided to close his eyes, he was seriously injured now, and he didn't know the identity of this person, or static braking was the best way.

Han Xin held the medicine bowl in his hand, stood at the door and took a few deep breaths, and kept telling himself in his heart that it was a patient, and he had to be loving.

After comforting himself countless times, Fang gently pushed open the door and closed it with his feet, afraid that the wind would leak in.

"Smack."

Han Xin looked at the stool in front of him, his eyes couldn't help twitching, is this a moldy person, a plugged tooth for drinking saliva?

Watching with both eyes, he finally took a deep breath, and a smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth, not angry, not angry, just let Han Miao fight again.

I don't know if he has eaten feed recently, and he actually won the battle today.

Thinking in his heart, he also sat down in front of the bed, looking at the person in front of him, and his face looked a lot better these days.

"Li Xiang."

Han Miao's words were soft, and she was a little less proud of her usual words.

When Li Xiang heard this, he thought about who this was, but in the end he didn't remember who it was, and after thinking about it, he still didn't answer.

"I knew I wouldn't have worked so hard last time, and now I have to serve myself."

Han Xin couldn't help but nag when he saw that the person on the bed was silent, and looked at the person on the bed helplessly, a good person did it to the end, and now he can't throw him out.

Han Xin thought, looked at the person in front of him with his eyes, picked up the medicinal juice in front of him, and took a sip gently, it was neither cold nor hot, and the temperature was just right.

Han Xin didn't know what the person in front of him was doing, he only heard a slight noise, the sound stopped, and then he felt that the person was closer to him.

A small, warm wooden root-like thing was placed in his mouth, and the warm liquid slowly flowed out of it. His heart was beating rapidly, and his eyes were suddenly open.

The face of the person in front of him was fair, and the warm breath hit his face, because he suddenly opened his eyes, those beautiful eyes widened, revealing that he was overwhelmed, and a thin bamboo tube was biting into his red lips.

Time stood still, and the faces of the two of them could also be seen turning red.

"Cough, cough, cough."

After a while, Li Xiang's coughing interrupted the ambiguity in the air, and the bamboo pipe fell to the side, his chest rising and falling.

Han Xin came back to his senses, naturally felt the ambiguity in the air, and instinctively hurriedly let go of the bamboo pipe, and the medicinal juice had no suction, and all of it fell into Li Xiang's mouth.

Li Xiang was also a little distracted, so naturally he didn't pay attention, the medicine fell into his mouth, rushed into his throat, and hit violently, only a few coughs, and his face turned red.

And on the body, the wound that was originally bandaged is now oozing a lot of blood.

Han Xin also instinctively let go, he never thought it would be like this, but now like this, he suddenly felt guilty in his heart, slowly attached himself, and his palm gently gave him an instant.

Li Xiangben also felt a little uncomfortable, but when he felt the gentle touch of the person in front of him, he couldn't help but think of the feeling of the breath hitting his face.

"Are you feeling better?"

Han Xin looked at him and stopped coughing, and opened his mouth gently, except for a little blush on his face, he really felt that nothing had happened.

"Uh-huh." Li Xiang nodded, his cheeks were pinned elsewhere, and for a while, he didn't dare to look at the person in front of him anymore.

“……”

"Since you're awake, I'll go find you a spoon, and the medicine still needs to be eaten." Han Xin still opened his mouth.

"Uh-huh." Li Xiang still didn't look back.

“……”

When Han Xin saw this, he only felt that his face was very hot.

"Then I'll go." As he spoke, he took a step back on his feet, but the person in front of him still didn't move, and was about to turn around, when he suddenly stepped on something and leaned forward.

"I ......"

There was no exit to the words, and as the words spoke, the surprised eyes of the man in front of him appeared, and the heat on his lips was a little thicker.

Suddenly got up.

"I ...... I...... I didn't mean to, I blamed the stool for tripping my feet. Yao Xin said, feeling that his tongue was not good, and he couldn't help but want to slap Fang Cai's self, why didn't he help him up.

When Li Xiang saw her face, he couldn't help pursing his lips, don't look over, and hide his face in the dark.

"yes, I know."