Chapter 117 Bathing for Her

Bai Ye seemed to have a certain hunch. The sound suddenly stopped, and the courtyard was silent in an instant. He turned around and walked a few steps to the door, and then looked back at Lingzhi in the bowl, with some hesitation.

Wanyi always felt that Bai Ye only lived in his own world. Although he was polite, he was always estranged, but when he saw Bai Ye's hesitation at this moment, he still got up at the door of the kitchen and politely asked, "What's wrong?" I can help."

Bai Ye was not sure whether he could believe Wanyi, but when he thought of what he found, he looked at the imperable Ganoderma lucidum, and asked, "Help me look at Ganoderma lucidum and call me when the blood is exhausted."

Wanyi nodded and answered well, and didn't ask Bai Ye what he was going to do.

After Bai Ye entrusted Lingzhi to Wanyi's care, he hurried to Lin Qian's bedroom without looking back. The prince and Wan Yi looked at each other and still followed with some uneasily.

In the bedroom, Bai Ye seemed to not know that the prince was standing by the door and looking at it. She sat gently by Lin Qian's couch and quietly looked at Lin Qian's pale face. After a sound, she stretched out her slender fingers and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Lin Qian's eyes. If you look closely, you will find that Bai Ye's hands are trembling slightly, as if they are nervous and excited. !

"I've been looking for you for so many years, thinking about you... I want to say sorry to you..." Bai Ye looked at Lin Qian attentively and raised a faint smile and said, "I knew you could understand my flute! I also know you will cry! Look, I guessed it again... You have never been secret in front of me..."

At this moment, Bai Ye's muttering to himself made the prince feel a little sad. Although Bai Ye was laughing, the bitterness in it was full of words. The prince sighed silently and left silently. Although he doesn't know what happened between Bai Ye and Lin Qian, the feelings revealed by Bai Ye can't be faked. He doesn't need to guard against this true feelings at all!

Bai Ye put his hand on the brocade quilt and held Lin Qian's cold hand and said, "I won't make any more mistakes. I should have taken you away that day... I shouldn't be your enemy that year..."

Half of the night, Bai Ye stood up reluctantly and went out of Lin Qian's bedroom and went to the kitchen. He wanted to save Lin Qian, and then heard Lin Qian personally forgive him.

Wanyi naturally knew that Bai Ye went to Lin Qian's place. The prince told him something, which made him more relieved about Bai Ye's inexplicable appearance. Therefore, when he saw Bai Ye come in, he did not ask much, so he returned half a bowl of blood to Bai Ye and went out by himself.

When the sky was slightly light, Bai Ye cut the wound that had stopped bleeding again, put the completely turned blood-red Lingzhi into the pot, boiled the soup with blood for a moment, and took it to Lin Qian's bedroom. The relief in his eyes was not hidden at all.

Wanyi did not keep up with Bai Ye, but walked into the kitchen to look at the remaining soup, frowned and sighed, "Bai Ye once said that the blood of Benyuan to save Lin Qian will be served for half a year. I don't know what will happen in half a year..."

The prince sighed and frowned and didn't know what to say.

Bai Ye picked up Lin Qian, let him lean in his arms, sniffed Lin Qian's neck without any erotic intentions, and said a little complainedly, "It's a pity that I didn't find you before that man..."

Although there was no response, Bai Ye still smiled and carefully fed the medicine in the bowl to Lin Qian. Although it wasted a lot, Bai Ye was still very gratified. At least Lin Qian drank some. In the early stage, she slowly recuperated like this, and when she woke up, it would not be wasted. .

It is precisely because Bai Ye calculated these that it will take half a year to tell Wanyi. If it is not wasted from the first bowl, it will only take three months to heal...

Bai Ye put away the blood-soaked Lingzhi in the bowl, and then sat next to Lin Qian, with no intention of pretending to be someone else's hand. Although his face was a little pale and looked a little haggard, it did not affect his clear and focused eyes at all.

Wanyi did not enter the door rashly, but waited not far away. He was worried that the white night that had lost too much blood would not support it, and he would come in time to take care of it.

But before long, Lin Qian coughed gently, and as the cough worsened, he began to vomit blood again.

When Wanyi heard the movement, he hurried in, but saw Bai Ye patting Lin Qian on the back and helping him be angry. He didn't look anxious at all. He asked doubtfully, "What's wrong with her?"

"It doesn't matter. If the heart and lungs are damaged, it will inevitably accumulate qi and blood. Just spit it out." Bai Ye paused and looked at Wan Yi and said, "I can't leave now. Can you help me boil a bucket of hot water? I'll help her bathe and change clothes."

"Help her bathe...bath?" Wanyi coughed and said, "I'm going to find the truffle..."

"I said, I can't live without her!" Bai Ye interrupted Wan Yi's words, carefully held Lin Qian in his arms, and gently wiped the blood stains on Lin Qian's lips and said, "Please ask the national master to help burn the bucket of hot water. Thank you again."

After thinking for a moment, I went out to boil water. Anyway, after all, Bai Ye is dedicated to saving Lin Qian. As long as this purpose remains unchanged, let's think about the rest later.

In a short time, Wan Yi brought the hot water and closed the door back to his bedroom. Although he was worried about the last day of Shuangwu, he was really worried about Lin Qian and had to stay here in case of any accident. He always felt that Jinman would not stop...

The white night who retreated from Lin Qian's clothes was a little unstable. This was the first time he was so close to Lin Qian. His exquisite snow-white body was leaning in his arms at this moment. Because he suddenly left the brocade quilt, he unconsciously approached his chest to warm himself, and his slender body was extremely delicate.

The hot water in the barrel is foggy, and the man in his arms relies on him meekly and sleeps unpreparedly... This is the most beautiful scene he has ever dreamed of. Now, it has become a reality in such a form. He can't say how he feels at this moment. Except for a trace of excitement, he is more heartache.

The woman who used to be lively, cheerful and smiling, is now so dead...

Bai Ye sighed softly, pulled up Lin Qian's long hair, and then took him into the barrel, touching Lin Qian's skin with his fingers, but there was no desire at all. When the water cooled down slightly, he took him out again, carefully dried it, put on a moon-white shirt, and put it back on the soft couch.

Seeing that Lin Qian was sleeping peacefully, Bai Ye regained his warm smiling face and did not use magic. He carefully washed Lin Qian's clothes and put them in the courtyard.

The sleeves are dyed with water, but they are not wet.

At this time, Xiaohuan sat in Haoyuan's bedroom with a worried look. He ordered Xiaoyun to stay outside, and Haoyuan were left in the hall, but he still couldn't concentrate on casting spells with fire. He sat aside stunned, frowned, and didn't know what he was thinking...

He was suspicious and cautious. Coupled with this loss of memory, there were almost no people he could fully trust in the snake world. The snake cave was destroyed and Haoyuan was in a coma. These things did not look as simple as the surface.

Although the snake cave was used to punish the rebels, after all, they were all the undead of their own people, so why would they be buried by themselves... Now, the people know that they have lost their memory, but no one came to tell them about it. Why did they avoid talking about it...

Xiaohuan looked at the coma Haoyuan in annoyance, and was even more confused. Although he didn't remember, if he explored the roots of Haoyuan a little, he would know that his cultivation was profound, and he would never cause a coma at this time because of excessive blood loss! Someone must be obstructing it, or...

Wan Yi narrowed his eyes and hid one of them. Maybe Haoyuan was framed in a coma, or maybe he deliberately cooperated with the acting!

Last night, he carefully explored the scales left by Wan Yi and learned that Wan Yi was from the capital. He wanted to go to find out, but he was somewhat relieved by the current snake world. He did not care whether he was the king of the snake world, but he would never allow anyone to kill him because of this!

Although he has thought about waiting for the treacherous squat to show his horse's feet before dealing with it, Xiaohuan is a little anxious now! If Haoyuan's victim is not of the same heart as himself, then it is time to rectify the snake world!

Xiaohuan stared and waited until she was calm before sitting on the faraway couch.

At first, he wanted to use the fire as a guide and pull out Haoyuan's worries to make Haoyuan rest more peacefully, but he didn't expect that he saw black lines from Haoyuan's eyebrows, which made Xiaohuan find out the idea.

If it is a normal coma, then even if the lines in the eyebrows will appear, it is a white memory in the unconscious, but if it is a black pattern... it is mostly a sign of poisoning.

The poison belongs to the body. As long as you cast a little spell, you can first see the poison!

That day, Xiaohuan was about to see the shape of the poison outlined by the lines. If he could see it, he could wake him up with the right medicine, but he met the late memory to attack the boundary and interrupted him to cast a spell, which delayed the matter. If the spell had not been suddenly blocked, he would not have hurt the evening memory so indiscriminately! I didn't even let Wanyi say a complete sentence...

Now that I think about it, there must be something important for Wanyi to guard the boundary regardless of life and death... Xiao Huan frowned slightly and looked at the one corner floating in the palm of his hand. For a moment, he couldn't think of the use of this corner.

Xiaohuan knew that he didn't like this one-horn. If that night's memory did not anger him, he might really lend it out, although he didn't know Wanyi...

It was getting late, and Xiaohuan finally failed to completely calm down to draw out the poison with fire. She simply got up and left and went back to her bedroom.

When Xiaohuan saw that Xiaoyao was not in the house, he breathed a sigh of relief and went straight to the indoor hot spring behind the bedroom, thinking that no one could relieve his upset mood. Later, he asked Xiaoyao what she knew.

But when he slowly walked into the hot spring room and lifted the mantle, he was stunned by the scene in front of him.