Leng Xianning looked at his clumsy appearance, and the way he peeked at himself from time to time, he knew that he was comforting himself, and suddenly broke into a smile, held his hand again, and put it to his mouth.

Blowing again and again.

The warm breath fell on Baili Yanxi's hand, with a slight itch, and he couldn't help but laugh happily.

Leng Xianning heard his laughter, and couldn't help but raise her head and pretend to look at him with displeasure, "What are you laughing at?" Doesn't it hurt? ”

Baili Yanxi was still smiling stupidly, but he nodded, pursed his lips and said, "It hurts." ”

Leng Xian stared at his face with a smile, even being so speechless when he was sick, "Yanxi can go to bed and lie down first?" ”

When Baili Yanxi heard this, he immediately suppressed his smile and shook his head in fear.

"Lady······ Don't go······ Fear. ”

"Don't worry, I won't leave."

Leng Xian Ning met his gaze, and told him his thoughts with a gentle smile, soothing the uneasiness in his heart. It was distressing to see his frightened eyes like a fawn.

Baili Yanxi grinned and held out his hand to her.

Leng Xianning stroked his forehead, then took his arm and walked towards the bedroom. His body leaned limply against hers, and the hot temperature felt more real. Leng Xianning helped her with some difficulty, although she was already fourteen years old, she would be able to marry and become a mother in another year. But for some reason, her body was unusually thin, as if it was not much older than when she walked in at the age of eight. Now it is very difficult to support Baili Yanxi's eighteen-year-old and normally developed body.

Leng Xianning carefully placed him on his bed, and after feeding him medicine, he carefully put a wet towel on his forehead. Baili Yanxi was originally going to look at her all the time, but in the end, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and gradually closed his eyes.

Leng Xianning sat quietly on the edge of the bed, looking at his delicate face, he was really beautiful, with thick black sword eyebrows, narrow Danfeng eyes, and his eyelashes were very long and dense, just like a fan. The nose is very straight, the lips are very thin, perfect like a porcelain doll, people are reluctant to touch it, for fear that it will be damaged.

She sighed faintly, her fingers caressed his cheek, and the shadow of Yan Guifei was vaguely visible on his face. Thinking of that gentle woman, her cold and delicate fingers were a little stiff, it was she who saved herself from the queen's hands and gave herself motherly care, that kind of warmth and touch, she will never forget in her life.

However, such a good person was still killed. Leng Xian Ning clenched his fingers, his nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and blood slowly flowed out. She will never forget the scene of Yan Guifei being killed, that femme fatale woman dared to harm the people close to her, she swore that she would never let her have a good life.

She looked at Baili Yanxi's eyes again, with a little regret, if so, if this intelligence is also normal, it is the icing on the cake. Regarding his body, Yan Guifei never said anything, she only knew from Hua Hao's investigation that it was because of the poisoning in the mother's body. She knew who the poisoner was, but she couldn't do it without evidence.

And their mother and son were fortunate to dodge this dark arrow, but they couldn't dodge the open robbery. In this dark palace, how many people know the inside story? I am afraid that those who know will have perished.

She also promised Yan Guifei before she died that she would definitely take care of Yanxi, and she would never break her word.

"Yanxi, don't worry, as long as you arrive in Lingyang City, you will be safe. When the time comes, no one will harm you, and I will avenge you and your mother. ”

Leng Xianning said in a low voice, with unprecedented firmness in his voice.

She didn't know why Master Hopeless had her here, but since she had already come, she couldn't get out of it for a long time, and she couldn't be a bystander, so she had to be a manipulator.

All night, Leng Xianning kept changing towels for him, quietly guarding his side, listening to his uneasy whispering, and listening to him crying pitifully to his mother. She could only hold her and comfort him softly.

Knowing that when the day was slightly bright, his body temperature finally returned to normal, and Leng Xian Ning stopped his busy steps, sat on the edge of the bed tiredly, leaned against the bedpost, and slowly fell asleep.

The man on the bed opened his eyes at this time, stared at the sleeping face with clear eyes, hooked the corners of his mouth happily, looked at the bandaged hands in astonishment, and then gently held her hand.

Tightly, as if holding his own life, it seems that he will never let go for the rest of his life.

Who would let go of their lives?