The next day, the rain outside had stopped, but it was still wet, and the sound of birds could be heard from time to time.

Huan Ying moved his eyelids, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt something rubbing against his chest.

He opened his eagle eyes violently, but when he saw what the "thing" on his chest was, the murderous aura in his eyes instantly dissipated, and turned to gentleness.

Her little hands wrapped tightly around his waist, moving from time to time. He looked all the way, but he froze suddenly.

At this time, both of them are naked! The clothes on her body had already fallen aside, and the woman's delicate body was held in his arms, her fingertips moved slightly, and her skin was like congealed fat.

Huan Ying's eyes smiled obviously at this time, and he reached out and pulled the shirt on the side to cover her.

But he never thought that Wan Qi'an opened his eyes at this time, and after only a moment of emptiness, he reached out and covered his eyes indiscriminately.

"Hooligans!"

As he spoke, he casually pulled a piece of clothing and threw it in his face, while he hurriedly ran behind the opposite clothes and hurriedly got dressed.

"Why don't you make a noise when you wake up?"

Huan Ying reached out and took off the clothes on her face, Wan Qian'an was already almost dressed, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, regardless of the slight anger in her words.

"My throat is upset."

The man's voice was a little hoarse, and Wan Qian'an got dressed and walked out. After a while, he came back with the leaves in his arms.

"Open your mouth."

Huan Ying didn't have the usual hypocrisy at this time, obediently opened her pale lips, and took a sip of Ye Yuan.

Wan Ji'an took the herbs for him again, and the wound didn't bleed much, but the wound was a little terrifying.

"Are you getting better?"

"Hmm."

Huan Ying replied easily, but his face was a little solemn, but fortunately Wan Ji'an didn't see his face. He was just lucky enough to find out that his internal strength was running out, presumably caused by last night's poison, but fortunately, he later took the antidote pill and suppressed it, but there was no solution.

He didn't tell her because he was afraid she would worry.

"You...... Why did you save me yesterday? ”

Wan Qian'an thought about it, but still asked, yesterday's arrow was not light.

"And why are you?"

He didn't answer the rhetorical question.

"I ......"

Wan Qian'an's hand paused, she didn't know why she did that, but subconsciously.

"Who you are, who I am."

Wan Qian'an looked suspicious and couldn't help but have some unrealistic guesses.

Why is she?

Like him?

Do you like it?

She struggled to recall the past, and found that it seemed as if there would be a shadow of him in every picture.

But he is the Emperor Taishang, the lord of the Mo Palace, and there will be more women around him in the future, and she is a lonely soul in another world, a sixty-year-old girl.

They are clearly not a good match.

"Between friends, there should be a knife in both sides."

This is a bit unsubstantial.

Huan Ying turned around and saw that her face was indescribable, and there was a lot of sorrow between her eyebrows, she was always a little sad from time to time, but no one ever found out, except him.

He suddenly felt a little guilty that he shouldn't have pushed her so hard, although he knew that she didn't have a place for him in her heart, he just didn't understand why she was so worried and refused to admit it.

"Friends?" Huan Ying was a little injured: "Wan Qian'an, I like you, can't you see it?" Who's going to be your friend. ”

Wan Qian was relieved in her heart, her heart skipped half a beat for a while, and she raised her eyes to meet his gaze, hot and gentle, and she quickly put it away.

"You already have me in your heart, why don't you admit it?"

She was a little overwhelmed, her hands stiffly stopped in the air, and then stiffly put them down.

"We ...... It doesn't fit. ”

After a long time, she finally held back such a sentence. Huan Ying was a little annoyed, but he didn't know if he was annoyed by her or himself.

"No matter how touching the affection is, it can't be worth the right one, and what I want is never one of them, but unique." Are you sure you can do it?

This is an invisible chasm between them, and if they are together, they will have to cross it.

Huan Ying's eyes lit up, and she really still had him in her heart. He took her hand and placed it on his chest, his eyes determined.

"I married a wife, and I am the only wife in this life, regardless of identity or worldliness."

Tears blurred her vision, and Huan Ying was a little scrambling to wipe away her tears.

"Ah Fanmo cry, you don't like it, I won't say it."

His eyes were full of distress, and it didn't seem to be fake.

"It's just, you don't want to refuse my kindness to you in the future, okay?"

He asked softly.

Wan Qian'an nodded and looked up at him. Huan Ying smiled and touched the top of her hair.

"Alright, let's get the medicine now."

Wan Qi'an was pulled back to his senses by his words and continued to drug him, but it was difficult to feel at ease in his heart.

At this time, neither of them was speechless.

"The rain has stopped, shall we go?"

There was already some sunshine outside, she asked.

"Well, they probably will look for us too."

His face was very pale, but his spirit was fine, and the two of them packed up, and Wan Qi'an helped him to walk out.

The mud on the ground was still a little muddy, and the shoes and hems of their clothes were stained a lot.