The curtains and curtains in the tent were covered, the light inside was not very good, and it was not the time to light the lights. Everyone is poisonous, but they all seem to think that there is indeed such a thing, the prince's face is a little better, and his breathing is a little more powerful. Only Liu Qingyan knew that he had been holding Xuanyuan Yichen's hand, and his hands didn't seem to be so cold.

The three people who had been worried for so many days finally looked happy again, but Fifteen grabbed another thing to worry about, and said, "Guard Liu, is this medicine just to suppress toxicity?" What about the miracle doctor? ”

"I heard that the prince was poisonous, so I rushed over first. Xiao Yue took the miracle doctor with him, and I believe that he will arrive soon. Liu Qingyan just said this, not mentioning the hardships and sacrifices she had to work hard along the way. But fifteen is such a smart person, just look at Liu Qingyan's appearance that is not much different from a beggar, and the tired and tired horse he just saw, and how he ran over day and night all the way.

The relationship between the prince and the princess is clearly understood by everyone as a bystander, and even has slowly accepted this woman who has married someone else, and thinks that besides her, there will be no other woman who is more worthy of their prince. It's a pity that there are still people who are clinging to the shackles of beauty they have created for themselves, and they just refuse to get out, and they may not be able to get out.

"In this way, the prince will be saved." The first and fifteenth years of junior high school were very happy, worried about the prince for so long, just waiting for the arrival of the miracle doctor. I hope that with Xiaoyue's company and care, I can also come over as soon as possible.

"Guard Liu, you are tired all the way, do you want to eat something first, take a bath, and then have a good rest?" I also wanted to know how Liu Qingyan rushed over, and the prince didn't know when he would wake up, so Fifteen made this proposal.

Liu Qingyan shook her head, she had been thinking about Xuanyuan Yichen all the time in the past ten days, and she didn't want to see him soon. Now that she finally saw it, even if she was still in a coma and couldn't even open her eyes to look at herself, she would rather be uncomfortable, but she still had to be by his side. It's not that her stomach is not hungry, her body is not dirty, and her spirit is not tired, but she can endure all this, and the only thing she can't bear is to leave Xuanyuan Yichen's side again, even if it's just from one tent to another.

The first and fifteenth years of junior high school could understand Liu Qingyan's mood to some extent, and after thinking about it, they simply went out and left Liu Qingyan here to accompany the prince. The first and fifteenth years of junior high school glanced at each other, and the tacit understanding from childhood to adulthood allowed them to understand each other's meaning without even saying a word, both of them nodded, and when they looked at Linglong, Linglong clearly understood what the two of them meant, but nodded again and again. She doesn't want to leave here, even if the prince's main room is here, she doesn't want to leave. Anyway, she didn't believe that even in front of a sleeping prince, Liu Qingyan dared to do anything to hurt or threaten her.

However, there was no need for Liu Qingyan to spend this kind of tricks, and the first and fifteenth years of junior high school unexpectedly drove Linglong one by one, and left here with her. In fact, there weren't many things like this before, but since they had been driving Gonggong Li like this for a long time, they seemed to be used to it and skilled.

"Guard Liu, a few of us went out first, just guard outside, if you have something to call us loudly." Fifteen spoke, seeing Liu Qingyan nodding, the three of them walked out of the tent and closed the curtain. As they said, standing on the edge of the tent, still with both hands still on the delicate dragon, they just couldn't let go of her lest she go in again. With so many people outside the barracks, Linglong didn't attract everyone's attention too much, so she had to endure this breath for the time being and be honest.

Inside the tent, when he heard the three of them go out, Liu Qingyan's body suddenly weakened, and he lay down beside Xuanyuan Yichen. Afraid that the dirty dust on his body would stain Xuanyuan Yichen, there was still a small furrow between his face, but he could still feel the other party's breathing.

She was really tired and tired, and finally saw Xuanyuan Yichen, but what she saw was him like this, she was happy, but she was more worried, tired not only the body, but also the heart. She will also worry about whether Dongfang Ze will arrive, when he will arrive, and whether he will be able to cure the poison on Xuanyuan Yichen's body. These are all uncertain things, and she can't help but be afraid of what will happen to the worst of the best.

Thinking about it, Liu Qingyan saw that there was a little more water stain on the futon he was lying on. Her eyes widened suddenly, and she couldn't believe that she was in tears. She raised her hand, touched her eyes, and then looked at her fingers, and sure enough, they were also stained with a little droplet. This is not tears, and what are they?

Thousands of years later, Liu Qingyan, she is a killer, and her short life of more than 20 years is only used to learn how to kill, and then practice. She has seen a lot of how the targets she killed weep bitterly and even became incontinent in the face of death. She was never moved, let alone soft-hearted, let go or something, she even sometimes felt too troublesome and annoying, but it accelerated her actions even more. She had also seen the pain and insolence of the deceased's relatives and friends when they saw the deceased's body. But what does this concern to her, her goal has been achieved anyway.

In the past, Liu Qingyan, she was a woman who was called a "straw bag" and a "idiot", and in her more short life of more than ten years, except for pain, there was almost nothing that could make her cry.

Such two "Liu Qingyan" are combined to become the third "Liu Qingyan", and this common point makes Liu Qingyan almost never cry or shed tears, nor can he have this kind of tears and empathy. However, Liu Qingyan slowly understood something. And this understanding is what Xuanyuan Yichen brought to her little by little in her daily life. Xuanyuan Yichen used to be sad for her, and now, Liu Qingyan also shed tears for Xuanyuan Yichen.

This is the first time in Liu Qingyan's life, but this feeling is really too bad. Why can't she only leave tears of worry, anxiety, pain, and sorrow, and not tears of joy?

Liu Qingyan blinked his eyes and wiped away the tears in his eyes, so that he could see Xuanyuan Yichen who was close to him more clearly. Listen to his shallow breathing and feel the low temperature coming from him. The tent was so quiet and comfortable, and if it weren't for the fact that one person was seriously injured and the other was too tired and tired, everything seemed so beautiful and warm.

The hand he was holding seemed to move slightly, and this feeling could not be wrong.

Liu Qingyan sat up suddenly, held the hand to his chest, his eyes stared at Xuanyuan Yichen's face without blinking, his eyes were still tightly closed, but were his eyelids trembling slightly, and the eyeballs below were also turning slightly?

Liu Qingyan clenched his hand more and more, and couldn't help but softly call out the name that hadn't been shouted for a long time: "Yichen...... Yichen ......"

The emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, Xuanyuan Yichen's eyes finally opened slowly, he looked at Liu Qingyan, the corners of his lips were slightly hooked, revealing a faint smile, Liu Qingyan was overjoyed, his eyes blinked, and he saw that tears were about to fall again, but Xuanyuan Yichen suddenly closed his eyes again, and seemed to fall asleep again. Liu Qingyan was stunned for a moment, what was going on, could it be that he was wrong, or was this his ......

Liu Qingyan didn't dare to come up with those four words, but he didn't dare to give up, and called his name in a low voice: "Yichen...... Yichen ...... "Obviously feeling his temperature and breathing, that faint smile was still on his face, but how could he close his eyes again?"