Yan Qing opened his mouth and swallowed without the slightest hesitation, and after a while, the painful feeling finally subsided, and he raised his head to meet An Chen's worried and evasive eyes, "Brother An Chen, please tell me, what disease do I have, why do I have to take medicine every day, why is the medicine getting worse day by day, is my illness getting worse day by day, and even dying?" ”

"You're thinking too much." An Chen returned to his position, only then did he find the fragments on the ground, and beckoned to the shopkeeper to clean up the fragments.

Yan Qing didn't ask, and her intuition told her that An Chen didn't tell the truth, but since he didn't want to say it, she didn't ask.

"Brother Anchen, can you not tell your husband about today's incident? Don't tell your husband about my injuries, illnesses and secretly pouring out my medicine, I promise that I will take medicine obediently every day in the future. Yan Qing paused for a moment and then explained, "My husband is so busy every day, I don't want him to worry about my affairs." ”

An Chen was silent for a while, replied yes, and was silent again.

In the evening, Yan Qing finally returned to the courtyard, perhaps tired from playing, as soon as she got into the carriage, she fell asleep again, and when she opened her eyes, she was already lying on her bed.

The night is cool, the moon is bright, the night wind lacks the moon, but spring is also depressed in Yan Qing's eyes.

"Bump!" The door was suddenly kicked open from the outside, a gust of wind blew from outside the door, and a strong smell of wine rushed into Yan Qing's nose, and Yan Qing was slightly displeased when he saw that he came.

"Husband, why are you so drunk?" Yan Qing endured his stomach, which was almost nauseated, and stepped forward to help Ji Sijun.

Unexpectedly, Ji Sijun was like a mad lion, pushing Yan Qing away violently, and his slender body retreated several meters straight back until he hit the table.

"Husband~" Yan Qing only felt that her back was hot, since the beginning, Ji Sijun has been gentle as water to her, and such Ji Sijun made her extremely frightened, and she didn't even dare to shout out the words of pain.

"Ewha Qing! You is so good! It made me fall so much! Ji Sijun didn't mean to stop, and strode in front of Yan Qing, so fast that Yan Qing didn't have time to react at all, and hit Yan Qing straight on the chest with a palm.

Ji Sijun's palm moved the internal force, and he didn't grasp the palm power at all, and he knocked Yan Qing away with just one palm, like a butterfly with broken wings that had no ability to struggle, and fell on the bed with a bang.

"Ahem! Are you going to kill me? cough "I didn't call Ji Sijun my husband for the first time, coughed up a mouthful of blood, Yan Qing covered her chest and stared at Ji Sijun tightly, a smile bloomed weirdly, she thought she should be afraid in the face of death, on the contrary, she was a little expectant, she was tired of this kind of life.

"What are you laughing at! I command you not to laugh! Yan Qing's bloody smile stimulated Ji Sijun's nerves, he hated her for laughing like this, arrogant as if he would never be able to catch everything about her, and his efforts to make fun of him were in vain!

Ji Sijun's irritable Yan Qing's smile deepened a point, she was waiting, waiting for the moment when Ji Sijun couldn't bear it, kill her!

"I'm going to kill you slut!" Ji Sijun roared angrily, drew his sword and pointed straight at Yan Qing's heart.

Yan Qing closed his eyes and didn't move, waiting for the pain in his heart, and then left here forever.

However, Yan Qing did not wait for the expected pain, but waited for An Chen's figure to break through the sky, and when he opened his eyes again, Ji Sijun had passed out on the ground, the sharpest end of his sword was less than a finger away from Yan Qing's chest, as long as An Chen was one step late, it was Yan Qing who fell to the ground, the difference was that Yan Qing had no chance to stand up again if he fell.

"Why don't you hide! Why don't you hide, do you know it, you're almost going to die! An Chen clasped Yan Qing's shoulders with both hands, his heart was like water, he finally couldn't keep silent, watching Ji Sijun's sword get closer and closer to her, his heart became more and more afraid, he was afraid that he would regret his life later!