Bei Qingyan did not go back with Bei Zongmo, but rode back by herself, because her whole body was black, and no one noticed that her left leg was seriously injured.

On the way back, she felt chills from her whole body due to excessive blood loss, and fell off her horse, hearing the urgent calls of Ake and Millet Grains, and then lost consciousness.

When she woke up, she was actually lying on the bed, she tried to open her eyes to see the environment clearly, and returned to the palace of Zunshuo.

She loosened her shoulders and tried to move her legs, but the pain followed.

"Damn! The leg is really useless! She grinned and grumbled.

"Yes, you know." A magnetic, warm voice came from her ears, and she turned her head sharply to see the rogue uncle sitting beside her.

Belch! dreamed again, she had no choice but to hold her forehead, and looked at it with her eyebrows, no! Why does it look so real? On second thought, it shouldn't be a dream, it's the third time I've dreamed of it!

This time he did not wear a silver-black robe, but a white brocade robe, covered with a black robe, embroidered with priceless cloud silk, his temperament was cold and indifferent, but his body was full of fierce majesty, which made her breathless.

Just like the feeling of the last time, she felt that he should be equipped with a heaven-shattering sword, standing at the end of the sky, with only one hand to summon the beings of the Six Realms, that pair of eyes that amazed thousands of miles swept hundreds of millions of soldiers and horses, and the sound of worship shook the sky.

She shook her head, interrupted the absurdity, and immediately asked, "Who are you?" Also, did you have ...... that day?"

"You have an injured leg and you can't touch water for three days and you can't fight for five days." The man interrupted her question, and put the blood-stained gauze he had just changed on the table, his expression faint.

Bei Qingyan twitched his lips, thinking to himself, she was so chic and graceful to punish rape and eliminate evil, how could it become a fight in his mouth? It's so downgrade. Can you still make people be heroes?

"Ahem! I didn't fight! I'm going to punish the evil and get rid of the evil! Unconvinced, she retorted.

"A fight is a fight, and you lose." The man's phoenix eyes were hidden with a smile, but the corners of his lips were hooked with a very shallow arc.

Bei Qingyan was speechless, she did fight, and lost, if it wasn't for the help of the masters, she might have died at the hands of Kun Ye. However, she is a waste material, Kun Ye is the strongest of the strong, and it is a great ability for her to escape.

"You can't do it yourself." The man answered first. That being said, there were ripples in my heart that I had never felt before. The woman in front of her has a broader mind and perseverance than a man.

Bei Qingyan was so tightened by what he said, he blurted out: "Who are you!" Why do you always follow me? Why should you care about me? ”

The man just threw the porcelain bottle in his hand into her arms, and stood up with his sleeves folded: "Don't forget to change the dressing every night, and don't lack arms and legs." ”

Bei Qingyan was so angry that he gritted his teeth, his little face turned red, how could she become so useless in his mouth? Missing arms and legs? Which eye did he see?

"Uncle! Do I know you? Why do you discipline me? She didn't have the heart to ask.

"Uncle?" Di Ruoxuan twitched the corners of his beautiful lips slightly, and asked gently, "Am I old?" ”

"It's not big! It's only in her early twenties, but it feels like a ...... from you" Her voice stopped slightly, clenched her fists and coughed, and said weakly: "It's like an old man......"

In fact, she was deliberately angry with him, and the reason why she felt that he looked like an uncle was because he exuded a deep temperament like the sea, and his deep and distant eyes were incomparable to those of his age, as if he could see through her at a glance.