Ye He Moyin walked out of Yongjin Pavilion with Luo Xueyan, looking at her eyes became more and more intense, and finally nodded, although he didn't know what was going on, but now he believed Luo Xueyan in his heart.

Luo Xueyan felt a burst of joy in his heart, and this feeling of being believed by him was very reassuring. "Thank you, Mo Yin."

"You go back and rest first, I'm going to take care of some things." Ye Hemoyin's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and he said to Luo Xueyan calmly.

"Good!"

A trace of imperceptible emotion flashed in Ye Hemoyin's eyes, he looked at Luo Xueyan's back, took a deep breath, and turned around and walked towards Yongjin Pavilion. Seeing that the imperial doctors were busy again, they couldn't help but feel upset.

"If there is no way to cure Sakura, Benhou will definitely be buried with your head." As soon as these words came out, the domineering spirit was fully revealed, and the killing intent was revealed.

"An Tinghou is now majestic, how can the murderer be present like a woman, mother-in-law." Lying on the bed, Sakura Li was all sneering.

Suddenly, the aura of this Yongjin Pavilion became extremely weird, and the breathing sound of the imperial doctors was much weaker, and they secretly sighed that this woman was really bold, and she dared to be so unkind to An Tinghou.

Ying Li naturally noticed this change, and when she raised her eyes, she touched Xiao Yi's cold eyes, and a trace of strangeness crossed her heart, and that kind of look actually made her tremble. His momentum couldn't help but soften.

"You all get out of here!" With a wave of his palm, Ye He Moyin sent the group of imperial doctors out of the city, and then walked towards Ying Li with a cold face.

The big palm grabbed Ying Li's wrist violently, making her sit up, but he sat behind her, the big palm pressed against her back, and the trickling internal force poured into her body, and gradually Ying Li's face improved a little, and Ye He Moyin's forehead faintly showed beads of sweat.

"No matter what you think, the person who harmed you will never be Snow Goose, Ben Hou believes her. You can rest assured that Ben Hou will definitely find a way to cure you. The premise is that you also take care of yourself! After Ye He Moyin finished speaking, he let go of his hand, slowly closed his eyes, and sat up for a long time before letting Ying Li lie flat on the bed.

"Why are you doing this?" As he was about to leave, Sakura grabbed his warm palm, and a throbbing quietly rose.

Ye Hemoyin was stunned, looking at Ying Li's obviously pale and bloodless softness, and his heart ached. Then he looked at her, as if he remembered something, and his thin lips opened lightly.

"You have always been on guard against Ben Hou in your heart, and even hold a grudge against Ben Hou, but Ben Hou also wants you to know that Ben Hou promised your brother to take care of you. A few years ago, I wronged you, it was Benhou who was incompetent and never got your whereabouts, but now that I have found it, I must not see that you have something. ”

Hearing Ye He Moyin mention her brother, Ying Li's heart hurt like ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, she hated Ye He Moyin over the years, because he had caused her to lose her brother who depended on her, but now when she heard him say this, her defense in her heart was lowered a little, and the ghost made her reach out and take away the cloak.

As the veil that hid her face left, Ying Li's beautiful face was reflected in Ye Hemoyin's eyes, as beautiful as a peach in three springs, but her pale little face was dyed with cute tears.

She slowly raised her faint eyes, blurred by tears, she looked at Ye He Moyin, and opened her lips with difficulty to say something, and then she choked up and said, "Brother, he ...... Eventually, he left me alone. ”

"No, you can treat Benhou as an elder brother, and Benhou will always take care of you." These words have been hidden in Ye Hemoyin's heart for many years, since his brother unfortunately left, he really regarded her as his sister, but unfortunately, fate made people.

Ying Li looked at Ye Hemoyin in astonishment, and finally buried her head in the brocade quilt and ignored him anymore. I don't know if she was too tired, but after a while, she fell asleep. Ye He Moyin's cold eyes flashed a strange feeling when he looked at the sleeping Ying Li. Unconsciously softened a little, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

He can't force her too tightly, he should give her some space, after a long time, she will naturally find that she has no ill will towards her, I just hope it won't be too long, he doesn't want to see the scene of her falling out with Luo Xueyan.

Just when Ye Hemoyin was worried, there was a slight sound of footsteps behind him, Ye Hemoyin's sword eyebrows frowned into the word 'Chuan', thinking that it was an ignorant slave who came in, and when he looked back, he couldn't help but be surprised, it was a candle!

"Childe? The carriage is ready, now to enter the palace? Ye Hemo Yinjiao's eyebrows frowned subconsciously again, and he forgot that he had to enter the palace tonight.

Candle saw that Ye Hemoyin's face was obviously a little haggard, and asked worriedly: "Childe's face is not very good, or go down to arrange it, send a letter to the palace, and I won't go tonight." ”

"It's okay!" Ye He Moyin waved his hand and looked back at Ying Li. sighed: "It's always going to go, don't follow me, go and send someone to post a bounty list, who can cure Sakura Li's illness, reward ten thousand taels of silver, a thousand silk horses, in short, find a way to save Sakura Li." ”

Candle Dark raised his eyelids, stared at Ye Hemoyin's eyes with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and replied in a low voice: "Childe has done his best, hasn't he?" Spending such manpower and financial resources, subordinates feel that it is not worth it, although we An Tinghou do not lack this bit of silver, but now is an eventful season, and in the future, together with the war, we will use more silver. ”

"I have my own measure in this matter, you can do it!" Ye Hemoyin's ten fingers hidden under the wide brocade sleeves kept pinching, he had taken these things into consideration, but he couldn't save her brother before, and now, he had to save her no matter what, otherwise he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"Yes!" Candle Dim whispered. Immediately, he took out a sword from behind him, handed it to Ye Hemoyin, and said word by word: "Childe take this sword with you, just in case." ”

Ye Hemoyin's deep eyes locked on the sword in Candle Dark's hand, and it took a while to stretch out his hand like mutton fat and white jade, and slowly stroked it, the expression in his eyes was like looking at his lover: "I haven't touched it for a long time." ”

This sword is one of the four ancient swords, the sword of the emperor 'Chixiao' bronze sword, the corners of Ye Hemoyin's lips were slightly hooked and took it, the hilt of the sword was decorated with colorful beads, Jiuhua jade, Ye Hemoyin was powerful and big to grasp, only to hear the sound of 'boom', the Chixiao sword was out of the sheath.

The feeling of cold air suddenly filled the body, and it merged with Ye He Moyin's breath, the blade was like frost and snow, and the word 'Chixiao' was clearly engraved on the sword body.