Aoba's pure yang true qi stimulates the muscles on Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki's left shoulder, and uses the peristalsis of the muscles to repel the warhead.

Subsequently, the pure yang true qi continued to stimulate the growth of muscles, causing the wound on the left shoulder of the battlefield to gradually stop bleeding and contract, greatly reducing the injury.

As for the warhead abrasion on the right arm, it has completely healed, and only a red mark remains, even if it is left alone, I believe it will not take a few days to even disappear the red mark.

At the same time, Aoba also used the pure yang true qi to generate heat, and steamed the clothes of the battlefield original blowing snow, so as to prevent her from catching a cold after being injured! Even the sand on her body was blown off by the hot wind at the same time as the pure yang true qi steamed and dried her clothes, at least if you don't look carefully, there is no obvious sand on her clothes and body.

Quietly entered the home of the battlefield Hara Blowing Snow, and the sister of the battlefield Hara Blowyuki's sister Battlefield Hara Dance had already fallen asleep in the room.

So Aoba directly carried Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki into her room.

There is no bed in the Japanese-style room, so when you want to sleep, you sleep with a quilt directly on the tatami mat in the room.

At this time, there was no bed in the room where Battlefield Hara Fuyuki could lie down immediately.

Aoba had to lean on the door and place the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki on the tatami floor first, then make the bed for her, and finally lay her on the futon.

During this process, Battlefield Hara Fuyuki never woke up, perhaps because he was too tired, but now he can finally feel at ease. Maybe it's because of Aoba's pure yang true qi soothing, in short, Battlefield Hara Fuyuki has been sleeping quietly until Aoba puts her on a soft bed and doesn't wake up.

But just as Aoba covered her with a quilt and was about to get up to leave, perhaps sensing Aoba wanting to leave in her sleep, Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki stretched out his hand and held Aoba's hand.

Aoba tried to break free, but although the current battlefield was not very tight, it was very resolute, and whenever Aoba tried to break her hand, her palm would increase her strength to resist.

So Aoba had no choice but to smile and shake his head, and sat down next to the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki against the wooden sliding door.

One hand was held by the hand stretched out of the quilt by the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, and Aoba sat with his back against the sliding door, looking at the small but delicate scenery in the small courtyard outside the door, feeling the night breeze blowing, and the warm touch from the other hand coming from the palm of his hand, and his heart was full of peace for a while.

So Aoba no longer thought about leaving, but continued to sit here, just quietly letting time pass.

The next morning, as the rising sun shone the sunlight into the room, the door was not closed, so the dazzling sunlight shone in unhindered.

It was in this situation that the battlefield Hara Fuyuki was awakened by the dazzling Yangguan.

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, who had just woken up from her dream, was still in a trance, but the next moment she saw Aoba sitting next to her by the sliding door, and heard Aoba say to her, "Are you awake?

Only then did Battlefield Hara Fuyuki remember last night's birth, and he also showed that he was still holding the other party's hand.

As soon as he soared, Battlefield Hara's face turned red.

She quickly got up, and let go of Aoba's hand, knelt respectfully on the quilt, bowed to Aoba, and said, "Thank you Uesugi-sama for saving your life, it was really rude last night."

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki said and remembered how he fell into Aoba's arms last night and cried bitterly, and his face turned even redder all of a sudden.

"Don't be so polite, just call me Aoba. Aoba waved his hand and said nonchalantly.

"How can that be? Battlefield Hara Fuyuki immediately distinguished.

"I've said it all, don't be so polite, you'll be polite. Aoba said with a smile.

"Well, then I'll call you Aoba-sama!" Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki compromised.

"Forget it, whatever you want. Aoba also knew that Battlefield Hara Fuyuki was not a person who would compromise at will, so if there was a title, he didn't argue with her about it, but immediately said, "Looking at how energetic you are now, it looks like you're fine, right?"

"Hey?" Battlefield Yuan Fuyuki reacted that he should have suffered a gunshot wound, so he immediately looked at his left shoulder, only to realize that the wound on his left shoulder had begun to heal.

Although there is still a big wound, it has already scabbed, and I believe it will not take long to fully recover.

"What's going on?" said Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki in surprise.

"I helped you get the bullet out and the wound was taken care of for you! I was worried about whether you would get infected or something, but now it seems that you should be fine. As he spoke, Aoba took out a blood-stained warhead and handed it to the battlefield Hara Fukiyuki, "This is the warhead taken out of your shoulder, keep it as a souvenir!"

"Hi, thank you so much. Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki bowed his head again and thanked him, and took the warhead with both hands.

"Huh. Aoba sighed, and then said, "Okay, since you're fine, then I should go back too! With that, Aoba stood up and prepared to leave.

"Well, please wait for Aoba-sama. Battlefield Hara Fuyuki said immediately.

"Is there anything else?" Aoba asked.

"If Aoba-sama doesn't dislike it, please take a break here, I'll go prepare breakfast and ask you to dine with me later, okay?" said Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki's face was slightly ruddy.

As a young girl, it is really a shame to invite a man to sleep in her boudoir. But when I thought that Aoba had sat all night because of my own reasons, Battlefield Hara Fuyuki felt that it was his own responsibility, and since it was his own responsibility, then of course he had to take responsibility, which was the basic cultivation of being a daughter of a samurai.

Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki is so making excuses for himself and convincing himself.

"Oh, then I'll take a break here, and I'll go straight to school from here in a while, and save myself a trip back to the apartment. Aoba immediately agreed.

Since the battlefield originally didn't care about Blowing Snow, Aoba, a guy who had lived for hundreds of years and had already seen a qiē in his heart, naturally didn't care even more.

"Hey, going to school?, is Aoba-sama also a student?" said Battlefield Hara Fukiyuki curiously.

"Yes, and I'm just like you, a first-year student at a private Harukawa high school. It's just that I'm not as well-known as you are in school, so it's normal for you not to know me. Aoba said with a smile.

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