Lechuan rushed in with blood, if it hadn't been together for many years, Gong Lingyu would almost not have recognized that it was him!

"What's going on?" Gong Lingyu stepped forward with an arrow, held Lechuan and looked behind him vigilantly.

Lechuan didn't speak, and Gong Lingyu saw that there was no one chasing behind him, so he closed the door and helped him sit on the bed, his face changed slightly: "What's going on?" Who hurt you? ”

"Ugh." Lechuan moaned uncomfortably, and Gong Lingyu stopped asking, not avoiding the suspicion of men and women, and quickly examined the wounds on his body.

Fortunately, there were no fatal injuries, most of the wounds were concentrated on the chest and arms, and some of the wounds were very deep, revealing the white bones, and the blood flowed naturally more, but fortunately, it did not hurt lives.

Taking out disinfectant, gold sore medicine, gauze, scissors and other materials in the air, Gong Lingyu took off Lechuan's shirt and wiped the blood stains on his body with a clean cloth. These wounds hurt at first glance, but Lethe Chuan was silent except for the uncontrollable cry at the beginning, and then he was silent, trying his best not to make any sound.

Gong Lingyu and Lechuan, both of them are very familiar with each other's methods and techniques of giving each other's medicine, and an hour has passed, and the wound on Lechuan's chest has been almost treated. At this time, Lethe's lowered gaze suddenly looked out of the window.

Outside the window, the autumn sun was shining, the wind and the sky were very high, and under the blue sky, there was a young man in white who stood tall and jade.

Yun Yihan rarely wears white, but he looks good in anything.

Gong Lingyu put all his thoughts on Lechuan's wound, and he could see that this was a sword wound, but the swordsmanship seemed to be quite weird, the shallow place was extremely shallow, and the deep place was almost attached to the bone, but it was still so subtle by a millimeter.

In the shadow that Gong Lingyu couldn't see, a strange smugness flashed in Lechuan's eyes, he suddenly raised his arm and hugged Gong Lingyu, Gong Lingyu lowered his head and asked softly, "What's wrong, the wound hurts, isn't it?" ”

It turned out that she still felt sorry for him.

Lethe's gaze softened a little, and then he saw the white shadow outside the window leave angrily.

Lechuan let go of Gong Lingyu and said with a smile: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." ”

Gong Lingyu muttered: "What nonsense, can it hurt like this?" ”

"Xiao Yu, do you still care about me?"

Gong Lingyu's movements were stagnant, and after a while, he continued to cut off the excess gauze, but his expression became cold: "Lechuan, my concern for you is not in it. ”

"I know."

"......" Gong Lingyu looked at Lechuan silently, but he didn't expect that he didn't ask unrelenting questions this time.

Lechuan also raised his head, looking at each other, the tenderness in his eyes was still there, but it was not as bright as in the past, "Xiao Yu, my injuries don't matter, I can handle the rest myself." ”

"Okay." Gong Lingyu was also happy: "Then tell me, who injured you like this." ”

She said that no one should be allowed to hurt Lethe.

Lechuan's gaze moved to other places, a little embarrassed, for a long time, and said: "I'm not dead yet, it doesn't matter who hurt me." ”

The more he said this, the more Gong Lingyu didn't let go: "If you don't say it, I'll find out." ”

Lethe Chuan grabbed her hand instead, and his tone was slightly anxious: "Xiao Yu, don't check, okay." ”

Gong Lingyu was even more suspicious in his heart, but on the surface, he smiled: "Why don't you let me check?" Lethe, what are you afraid of? ”

Lechuan sighed lowly, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he slowly spit out four words: "It's Yun Yihan." ”

The smile on Gong Lingyu's face froze.

- It turned out to be Yun Yihan!

No wonder Lechuan refused to say the name of the person who hurt him from the beginning, because he was Yun Yihan!

It's a good Yun Yihan, it's just jealous, and he even moved Lechuan?!

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Gong Lingyu didn't say a word, and immediately went out.

After she went out, Lethe moved her body and slowly approached the window, opening it wider, and the area where the sunlight was shining in was also enlarged.

From the windowsill, Lechuan watched Gong Lingyu go to Yun Yihan to settle the account.

On his lips, a bewitching smile bloomed, and his demonic nature was completely exposed.

Gong Lingyu found Yun Yihan in the depths of prosperity.

At that time, he was gently tugging his sleeves, folding a bunch of withered red flowers, and his fingertips trembled, and the withered flowers came to life again and bloomed gracefully.

Yun Yihan heard the movement behind him, and he didn't turn around, straightened up, and said, "You're here." ”

Gong Lingyu got straight to the point and said angrily: "Aren't you going to explain?" What's going on after beating Lethe? ”

It's just a matter of hurting each other on weekdays, she couldn't imagine that Yun Yihan would really hurt Lechuan like that.

"Huh." Yun Yihan sneered, and his tone was cold: "It's my freedom to beat whoever I fight, if it weren't for your face, I would have wanted to kill him." ”

This woman is so convinced of Lethe. Isn't her clever head spinning fast on weekdays? She didn't know that he never used a sword.

As soon as he heard that he was going to kill Lechuan, Gong Lingyu became even more anxious: "You are very unreasonable, do you know?" Isn't Lethe's affection for me something that can be forgotten overnight? We've been together for so many years......"

"So many years." Yun Yihan interrupted her with a smile, looked back at her, and the smile grew from the corner of his eyes: "You have been with that fox for many years. ”

Gong Lingyu chuckled in her heart, she almost said that she had leaked her mouth, she said stiffly: "It's just many years, you can't compare." ”

You can't compare.

Yun Yihan's expression cooled down, and the air around him also cooled down, and the flowers with blue leaves hanging on both sides quickly climbed up to a layer of frost.

Yun Yihan, who does not move, does not look angry, does not scold, and is not arrogant, is very frightening, Gong Lingyu involuntarily took a step back and looked at him: "Yun Yihan, I don't allow you to hurt Lechuan, if you want to kill him, then step on my corpse." I do what I say. ”

When the words fell, Gong Lingyu didn't dare to stay where she was for a long time, and turned around to leave, but Yun Yihan stopped her at this time: "You trust that fox so much?" ”

"Our relationship isn't what you think, but it's more important than anything else. Yun Yihan, are you ...... My love, Lethe is my family. Gong Lingyu's words almost blurted out, and she regretted it a little, and without waiting for Yun Yihan to say anything, she quickly ran away.

Looking at her figure running away, the condensation on Yun Yihan's body dispersed little by little.

The frost that had covered the flowers and leaves had faded.

- What did she just say?

- Is he her lover?

The corners of Yun Yihan's lips curled up with satisfaction, although the dead fox of Lechuan framed him, even though he had just seen them hugging each other, he didn't even bother to explain her questioning. But he heard her say that he was her lover.

Lin Xu, you are finally willing to admit me.

Yun Yihan raised his head slightly, and greeted the blazing sunlight above his head.

Although the light was dazzling, he felt much more comfortable than before, and along with the flowers and grasses, trees and stones around him, they all became lovely because of his excited mood.

Lin Xu, why does he like her more and more?

In late autumn, the days began to get shorter, and the day passed quickly, and before dinner, I heard that Yun Yihan had gone out, and Gong Lingyu didn't ask him what he was going to do, although Ruoshui didn't speak, he felt that the atmosphere was a little different.

After dinner, today it was Ruoshui's turn to wash the dishes, he went to the lake with a wooden basin of plates and chopsticks, Bingluo came out halfway, his face was still covered with half a gauze, the last time the prince attacked the priest's courtyard, Bingluo's face was injured, and he didn't come out to see anyone for a long time.

Bingluo took the object in his hand without saying a word, and Ruoshui said: "No need, I'll do it." ”

Bingluo ignored his outstretched hand: "Where is there a big man who washes and scrubs these things?" ”

If the water didn't squeak anymore, he squatted down with her by the lake.

At night, the lake is a little cold, and the dark water of the lake silently ripples in circles.

During the dishwashing, Bingluo never spoke, Ruoshui was embarrassed to say anything, over the years, Bingluo understood his thoughts, but unfortunately, he only regarded her as a friend and a sister.

He has never even had the same heartbeat for her as he had for women's clothing.

Because of Lechuan's injury, Gong Lingyu asked him to return to the ring space to recuperate, Lechuan disagreed, or wanted to sleep outside like before. Thinking that he was the injured person, Gong Lingyu agreed.

Gong Lingyu took out a silver needle, picked the wick of the yarn lamp, the door was open, and her eyes kept looking at the opposite room.

Lechuan knew that Yun Yihan did not come back.

Xiao Yu was worried.

In a silent atmosphere, Lechuan spoke: "Xiao Yu, if you are worried, go out and have a look." ”

"You're still speaking for him?" Although Gong Lingyu's tone was teaching, it was not harsh, and she could even be heard deliberately softening: "Lechuan, Yun Yi hurts you, you ...... You bite it back, his person is like this, it doesn't matter who the other party is, whether it's a man or a woman, old or young, why don't you fight back? ”

"Xiao Yu, you like him."

Smack.

Lechuan's words disturbed Gong Lingyu, and her hand picking the wick accidentally broke the wick, and the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

Lethe Chuan sighed: "Xiao Yu, you like him, I don't want to fight back." ”

Gong Lingyu didn't say anything for a long time.

After a few minutes, a faint flame floated in her palm, and she slowly leaned up, and the flame rekindled, and the room became bright.

Gong Lingyu was irritable in her heart, and walked out quickly, the ethereal footsteps disappeared at the end of the aisle, and she went upstairs.

Above the attic, Gong Lingyu sat on the railing, blowing the breeze of the autumn night.

The long hair was lifted by the wind, and the dress was lifted by the wind, and it sounded fiercely.

In her hand, there is a bag of brocade.

The last thing Huaizhen left her, she finally wanted to open.

Taking a deep breath, an indescribable feeling came to his heart, and Gong Lingyu slowly pulled open the silk thread of the brocade.

There was a note inside, a line of small print: Lethe is not credible.