An Xin was glad that he was not Yan Kong, but if he was a nymphomaniac, he would have the sideburns in front of him, his eyebrows were like ink paintings, his face was like peach petals, and his eyes were like autumn water.

The lips are scarlet, and when he smiles, if the feathers fall, he is cold and silent but soft.

Even if An Xin wasn't Yan Kong, he was dazzled by this man's smile.

Knowing that several generals' mansions also sent people out to look for them, An Xin asked Wei Chiyi and a few of them to go back and tell them that they didn't need to look for them anymore, and she would come to the door in person to thank them another day.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the injured place on An Xin's waist, his deep eyes flashed with a touch of tenderness, and Jiang Chenxi, who was looking at An Xin with concern, said goodbye and left.

An Xin was about to get up and want to send it, but he raised his hand to stop him, looked at her and said softly: "Xiaoshan Chang is injured, so there is no need to send him." ”

An Xin was also tired after tossing all night, and when she saw that Zhu Shijing had already walked over to give it away, she didn't insist.

When An Xin settled Old Doctor Su and Imperial Doctor Tang, and went to see Kong Xun and An Rui again, taking advantage of the fact that there was no one in the room, she took out the medicine from the secret cabinet of the system and gave them a dose.

By this time it was already dark.

On the way back, I met Qingfeng and asked how Kong Xun's entourage named Lingyun was.

"Back to the master, he suffered some internal injuries, and he drank the medicine prescribed by Su Lao just now, and his breathing has stabilized a little."

"Oh, that's good, he saved you before, you can arrange for someone to take care of you more these days."

Qingfeng saw the tiredness on An Xin's face, and said with some distress: "These trivial slaves and maids will be done, so go and rest for a while." ”

An Xin smiled at her and nodded, and walked towards the backyard where she lived.

Looking at the lanterns hanging all over the courtyard, she remembered again that today was Chinese New Year's Eve, and she did not expect to have such a magnificent and ups and downs.

Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai stood under the porch and watched her enter the backyard, and then went to guard the two wounded respectively.

One is about the life and death of their whole house, and the other is their own brother, and neither of them can have an accident.

Li Ziyu entered the room where An Rui lived and saw Liu Boxing already sitting there.

"Why didn't you go back with Old Man Liu?"

Liu Boxing tucked the corner of the quilt for An Rui and lowered his voice: "Don't worry." ”

Li Ziyu knew that he was not worried about An Rui, so he didn't ask any more, and walked over to sit on the chair and close his eyes to recuperate.

"Senior Brother Li, you are also injured in your arm, I will take care of you here, you can go back and rest."

"Stop talking." Li Ziyu said softly as if she was about to fall asleep.

Liu Boxing saw the exhaustion on Li Ziyu's face, and didn't dare to disturb him anymore, so he went to take a robe in An Rui's house and covered him.

Li Ziyu's eyelids moved, but he didn't open them.

After Leng Xiangbai came back, he asked Jiang Zhou, who was injured in his thigh, to go back to sleep, but his exposed skin was cut by dry branches and thorns, and he was not injured.

Jiang Zhou's outer thigh was only accidentally cut by the masked man's knife, which was not serious.

However, with Leng Xiangbai's firm eyes, he could only nod and go back to the room to rest, and come back to look at this amazing figure on the bed for him later.

You can't let him have an accident at Anzhai, or everyone will have to finish playing.

An Rui was slightly injured, and An Xin gave him a few more doses of the medicine given by the system, and woke up the next day.

Even that Ling Yun drank the medicinal soup prescribed by Old Doctor Su, and woke up for a while that afternoon, because he was suffering from internal injuries, he ate something and fell asleep groggily.

Only Kong Xun, who had lost too much blood and was injured in many places all over his body, did not wake up for three days, not only Anxin was anxious by the people who took care of him every day.

Which one of the people in the Jinluan Hall was even more upset, and he only sat down slightly during this year's palace banquet, so he secretly disguised himself to see his dragon balls.

The worried Emperor Sheng An left Imperial Doctor Tang and Xiao Xiazi here to watch, and asked people to go back every day to report, and the surroundings of An Xin's house were protected by many secret guards.

An Xin saw that Leng Xiangbai and the others were not worried about the people in the family guarding Kong Xun's dragon egg at night, and they were afraid that something would happen, so Emperor Sheng An was angry and could wash the house in blood.

Several people took turns guarding every day despite their own injuries, and their faces were not good in the past few days, and An Xin insisted that they go back to rest and stay and watch.

After Li Ziyu and the others left, An Xin fed Kong Xun another pill, and saw his steady breathing gently patting his pale face.

"Stinky boy, wake up when you've slept enough, it's not fun to scare us like this."

After speaking, An Xin saw that Kong Xun didn't give himself any face, and was still lying on the bed to be his sleeping beauty, pursed his lips, and tucked the corner of the quilt for him.

walked to the desk where Kong Xun usually reads and writes, and boredly began to write some poems from his previous life to pass the time.

In the flickering candle flame, An Xin didn't notice that after she walked away, the eyelids of the person lying on the bed moved invisibly.

Late at night, An Xin walked to the bedside again and looked at Kong Xun, touched his forehead, and found that he had a fever except for the first night, maybe he took the medicine in the system, and he didn't have a fever anymore after that.

In the second half of the night, Jiang Zhou came over with one leg on crutches.

When An Xin saw him, he said disapprovingly: "Didn't you say that you shouldn't come over tonight?" ”

"I can't sleep, come and see, this kid is gag, we have to bury him." Jiang Zhou's poisonous tongue was not restrained because he knew Kong Xun's identity.

An Xin walked up to him and knocked on Jiang Zhou's forehead, and lowered his voice: "Stinky boy, I hope it's good, if he can get better, he will have that luck."

We won't have a thick thigh to hug in the future, and we won't walk sideways in the capital. ”

Jiang Zhou looked at his own mountain chief with a treacherous smile, and shook his head helplessly and dotingly and laughed.

Although they didn't see it, who made her the one they wanted to protect from their hearts.

"Go back, I'm here to watch."

An Xin looked at Shang Jiangzhou's unquestioning eyes, so he had to agree, "Okay, if there is something to call me." ”

"Go back, I think you're better to this kid than you're to us." Jiang Zhou was jealous, and his eyes were not good:

"No, this kid is too attractive, I have to take this opportunity to disfigure him, he has become ugly, see if he dares to always come to you."

"Boring." An Xin glanced at him, turned around and prepared to leave.

Jiang Zhou smiled evilly: "You're really not afraid of what I'm going to do on his little white face?!" ”

An Xin opened the door and was frozen by the cold wind, and left a sentence before going out: "Are you the kind of person who takes advantage of people's danger?" ”

Looking at the door that closed again, Jiang Zhou whispered: "It doesn't seem to be true." ”

Jiang Zhou saw Kong Xun lying on the bed and still not awake, he had nothing to do, so he also chose to go to the desk and sit down to read.

However, when he glanced at the rice paper spread on the table, and the ink on the poems written on it had not yet dried, he knew that it was written by his own little mountain chief just to pass the time of boredom.

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