Chapter 64 The old things are far away

The tears on his face had not yet receded, and the soreness on his body were still strong. When Yan opened his eyes, he looked at the empty bed beside him. A few drops of tears fell on the pillow again, stood up and called the servant, but he learned that Bai Qi had not been out for a long time.

He asked him where he had gone. The answer was not as chilling as she thought, but the loneliness in her heart still spread.

Bai Qi left for the military camp before dawn. She did not go to the courtyard to see Qiu Yao, nor did she stay with her for another minute. She knew that all this happened last night, and it was difficult for her relationship with Bai Qi to return to the past, but she still had no hesitation.

"Is she awake?" She tried to get up, but the bones all over her body were disobedient, so she had to lie back again.

"What Miss Huiyan said, she just woke up for a short time."

"How is she?"

"It's almost a small birth, and you have to take good care of it in the next few days."

After a long silence, Yan slowly said, "Wait on me to change my clothes."

When the maid entered the room with her clothes in her hand, she couldn't help screaming. She looked at her coldly and coldly, "What are you looking at? Help me dress."

"...Yes." The maid's hand trembled a little, for fear that she would accidentally touch the bruises on Yan's body, but there were so many bruises on her body. The more her hands trembled, the more she touched them.

Yan frowned and stood up with the rest of the clothes. She shook her body gently. The maid hurriedly reached out to help her. She did not refuse. She forced her discomfort to tidy up her clothes, and asked the maid to help her clean up and walked out of the door.

The tree trunk that was cut off in the courtyard has been lifted out. She straightened her clothes and stepped into Qiu Yao's room calmly. She happened to see a maid serving Qiu Yao and drinking medicine.

Yan opened the layers of curtains and walked in. Qiu Yao's good look turned into a sick face. She didn't know what it was like in her heart. In short, she was not very uncomfortable. Bye, she rarely looked like an honest face, and her original sadness was gone a little.

When Qiu Yao saw Yan come in, the first thing she noticed was a red mark under her neckline. Naturally, Yan also saw her eyes. Qiu Yao lowered her head again to drink medicine, and she naturally would not be at a loss.

Seeing that a bowl of soup had reached the bottom, he sent the maid out in a faint tone.

"He can't do anything to you after all."

"I'm disappointed you." Qiu Yao retorted. At this time, she was in a bad mood and had no place to vent. This face came here with an ambiguous kiss mark to touch the nail.

Yan raised her hand and stroked the red mark on her shoulder socket, and smiled at Qiu Yao rarely, "Not exactly."

Qiu Yao twitched the corners of her mouth, "You laughed too reluctantly."

The smile on his lips stiffened, and he put on a cold face and sat on the edge of the bed. "I think I understand why he likes you," he raised his hand and stroked Qiu Yao's pale cheeks, looking sad. " Even if I get along with him, I want to get your favor."

Qiu Yao was a little dumbfounded and opened her mouth in disbelief, "Have you never..."

Yan shook his head gently, "Do you know how I met him?"

"I'm not interested in knowing this." Qiu Yao turned her face sideways to avoid her overly cold fingers.

Yan didn't care about Qiu Yao's answer, and still said to himself, "I've been poor since I was a child, but I had such a skin. My stupid father sold me to the county guard as a concubine. At that time, it coincided with the battle of Ique. On the first day I arrived at the county guard, the city was broken by him. When the barren county guard city was broken, he had to pull me to have fun, but I was stabbed to death on the bed with my own hands.

The first time I killed someone, I had no experience. I forgot to pull the dagger out of his chest. When the county guard was dying, he pulled out the dagger and pierced it into my chest. Fortunately, the stabbing was not strong enough and deviated from my heart, so I was lucky to find a life. At that time, he was still the left update. I still remember the way he was bathed in blood when he led his cronies into the room that day. It happened that I was the same. At a glance, I decided that this was the man I fell in love with for a lifetime. He actually asked someone to save me. At that time, I thought that he fell in love with me as much as I did. He gritted his teeth and survived this, but it was a pity. The root of the disease of physical deficiency.

Qiu Yao didn't feel fascinated. She didn't expect that there was such a twist between Bai Qi and Yan. No wonder Bai Qi's attitude towards Yan was completely different from those women in the barracks, but listening to Yan's tone, Bai Qi's feelings for her were not love.

"It's a pity that I was wrong," Yan's words were expected by Qiu Yao. "Later, when I saw him spoiling other women, I cried and asked him why, but he said that he left me not out of the affection of men and women, but that he saw another self in me."

Qiu Yao was a little surprised. She did have the same feeling about what Bai Qi said. When she first saw her face, she felt that she had a temperament very similar to Bai Qi. However, Bai Qi was arrogant and her face was more restrained, but in essence she was amazingly similar.

"He said that he seemed to see himself at the first sight when he saw me, and a person would not fall in love with him anyway, especially a person like him. He treated me with courtesy and cared for me, and let me accompany him all his life to see his glorious achievements, out of conceit and love. And I think it's for this reason that he likes you," Yan Jing looked at Qiu Yao's tight lips and smiled sadly. "You have something he doesn't have, so he can't let you go."

Qiu Yao sneered disapprovingly when she heard the words, "Do you mean human nature?"

Yan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then laughed again. "Maybe it's true. I heard that you almost fell off your horse in order to save the night attack on the Qin army, and in front of him."

"The difference is a life-saving gift to me." Qiu Yao felt a little uncomfortable when she mentioned this name. She never saw him again after leaving Jingfu that day. Judging from the words of Xie's father, he mostly followed the king of Chu's family to the east. From now on, they may never have any intersection again, but his face that is too similar to Chu Yun is deeply imprinted in her mind, and in this The world and his bits and pieces seem to be fresh in memory. That kind of emotion is hazy but vague, not as deep as her affection for Song Yu, but it is real and indelible.

If she didn't meet Song Yu, she might really become his wife.

This thought does not seem to be completely correct. Her original plan was to spend three years in this era calmly and not to provoke anyone to simply return to modern times, but in the end, things developed in the opposite direction.

"This is what makes you different from me." Yan didn't notice the sadness flashing in Qiu Yao's eyes. Instead, she got up to take the sword on the desk and stroked the body of the sword. She could almost feel the peerless heroism of the master of the sword. "Do you know why this sword is here?"

Qiu Yao didn't make a sound and quietly waited for her to follow. In fact, this question has always puzzled her. Why is Bai Qi's sword in Song Yu's hand? According to reason, they will not leave their weapons even if they have a chance to fight head-on.

Yan pulled out the body of the sword and looked at the dazzling edge of the sword with a smile. In fact, you should know that didn't you let Sima Jin take back the sword with this before? At first, he used this sword to kill you. He felt the weight of you in his mind, so he suddenly repented throwing the sword at the moment he put you back, but someone blocked the sword for you.

"He said very well. At first, I was really the same kind of person as him. Even if others' status was in my mind, they would not regard themselves as more important. But now," Yan smiled more sadly--

"I'm no longer the same me."