It's hard to abandon your daughter

Chapter 54 Oath in the Arms

It's already late after dinner. There are only four bowls in the cage of rice. Lin Yiyi is half full. Thinking that the three of them have not used it yet, and I don't know if Xiao Si is ready yet. However, looking at Xiao Si looking at their enviously eating, I'm afraid that they are really in food. Rich people are not easy to add. Murong Qi originally wanted to eat again. Lin Yi quietly pressed his arm: "Master, although this place is desolate, there are several places where the scenery is very different from our Central Plains, and there are also some interests. Why don't we go for a walk?"

Murong Qirao was not as full as Lin Yi. He looked up at Lin Yi's sign of his eyes. Although he was a little reluctant, it was a good thing that the child was hearty. After listening to Lin Yi's words, he was up with it, put aside his bowls and chopsticks, and went out of the small dining room with Lin Yi. The two stepped out, and Lin Yi inadvertently turned around and saw that Xiao Si was very careful and quickly stuffing the semi-black steamed bread that Murong Qifang had thrown on one side into his mouth and chewed it, while chewing his face with satisfaction. However, he kept cleaning up the leftovers on the table. When he picked up the cage of rice, Xiao Si's throat rolled, and his eyes suddenly flashed with longing eyes.

It's very sad to look at Lin in that way. After busy pulling Murong Qi, he went out of the yard.

It's just in the evening. There is no lantern in the town. Most of the villagers in the small villages without names are hunters and go to bed early. Occasionally, there are voices from several families, but they can't see the light of sparks. They are quiet everywhere and slowly integrate into the night.

Although it is desolate, it is located in the westernmost part. Today, I don't know what night it is today. There is a bright moon slowly rising in the distant sky. Gradually sprinkled with silvery cold moonlight, reflecting the brightness on the ground. Lin Yi couldn't help thinking of the scene of being pulled up from the quilt to practice at Yunyin's time.

He bent his lips and said to Murong Qi beside him, "Didn't the third young master say that he wanted to practice martial arts with me? Why don't I start teaching you now?"

"Is my sister really willing to teach me?" When Murong Qi heard this, he seemed to ask in disbelief, and a surprised look had already appeared on his face.

"The eldest son is now well. Anyway, we will stay here for two days. It is quiet and there is no one to disturb. The moonlight is like a flower. It is a good time to learn martial arts!" Lin Yi looked up at the silver-like moon, sighed darkly and said with a faint smile.

"Qier must learn from her sister. When she has unique skills like a big brother, she will definitely avenge the humiliation suffered by our Murong family!" Murong Qi's face was firm at a young age, and there was a burning flame in his eyes.

"Well, if you want to learn my martial arts skills first, you must first learn to run. When you can catch up with me, I can teach you higher skills!" As soon as Lin finished speaking, he ran straight in the direction of the moon.

"Sister, wait for me--" Murong Qi shouted and then chased after him.

Lin Yi did not use his full skills. Although Murong Qi was young, he had a wisdom in martial arts. Although he could not catch up with Lin Yi, he gradually became more and more energetic, and slowly he was not so far away from Lin Yi. Lin glanced at it and saw that Murong Qi's face was covered with sweat, and his face was also red. He stopped and waited for Murong Qi to catch up with him and said to Murong Qi in a panic, "The third young master has good qualifications. Now I teach the third young master a footwork. The third young master must remember that as long as he practices hard every day, he will achieve success every day!"

"Didn't my sister say that she would teach me when I caught up with you? I haven't been able to catch up with you yet!" Murong Qi put his hands on his knees, gasped repeatedly, and asked puzzledly.

"Originally, but I think the qualifications of the third young master are different from ordinary people. They are much more refined than when I studied martial arts, so I will teach you this footwork in advance." Lin Yi simply explained and slowly slid away: "The third young master looked carefully. This footwork is called Ling Bo Weibu. If the third young master learns, no matter where he is, no matter what danger he encounters, as long as he can use it skillfully, others will never catch up with you!"

Murong Qi heard what Lin Yi said so powerfully that he dared to relax there, and his eyes stared at Lin Yi's feet in an instant.

"The third young master should pay close attention to my footwork and remember every step!"

Murong Qi watched and followed Lin Yi's footsteps step by step, step by step, and began to learn.

Wait for Murong Qi to remember his footwork in his heart, Lin Yi and Murong Qi were a little tired, but Murong Qi was still a little unfinished. Lin Yi advised: "This martial arts practice should not be in a hurry for a while. At this time every day, as long as you practice like this for two hours in the moonlight, you will definitely achieve something in less than half a month! "

Murong Qi then stopped his footsteps obediently, followed Lin Yi, and slowly walked back to the simple cabin.

As soon as I entered the yard, I saw Xiao Si anxiously carrying a tung oil lamp. When I waited under the eaves, I saw the two of them from afar and greeted them: "As soon as I woke up, I was looking for you. Now I'm a little anxious."

Lin frowned consciously. Murong Qi heard that Murong Qing woke up and did not pay attention to Lin Yi's face, so he took Lin Yi's hand and hurried to Murong Qing's room.

The room is still dim tung oil light. Murong Qing still leaned on the bedpost, simply sat on the edge of the bed, and whispered something to Murong Qing. After listening to the simple words, Murong Qing's originally pale face suddenly asked in a high voice, "Although my injury is serious, there will be a day of recovery. Dr. Jane is also confused. How can she make such a sacrifice for me? You just say that it's not a little blood, but what about the pain of cutting meat? How did you know that you wouldn't hurt her body? Murong Qing's voice has recovered most of the time, and his tone is full of disappointment and complaints about simplicity.

"Brother..." Murong Qi raised his foot and walked into the door and called carefully.

Murong Qingzhen saw Lin Yi following Murong Qi. His eyebrows were tightened, and there was pain in his eyes. His lips trembled slightly. Lin Yi slowly approached, only feeling that the heartbeat in his chest seemed to have stopped, and even his breathing stagnated.

Lin Yi also frowned, approached the bedside, took a simple glance, and then turned his face to Murong Qing and said, "Sir, this idea was originally come from me. I have taken a rare elixir in the world, so my blood has the spirituality that can cure diseases and save people. Besides, I have not done such a thing once or twice, really It's just an ordinary little thing, and it's not worth worrying about. The prince should pay attention to his health first. The prince and Murong are still waiting for the prince to return to make the decision for the family!"

The more he listened to Lin Yi's words, the more stunned Murong Qing became. Regardless of other people in the room, he hurriedly leaned in the direction of Lin Yi, reached out and grabbed Lin Yi's wrist, and looked down at some slightly red gauze on Lin Yi's wrist. Lin Yi felt a little between his wrist. The warm and moist feeling, when I looked at Murong Qing carefully, I saw that Murong Qing's eyes were already full of tears, and tears fluttered along his eyelashes and fell on his wound.

I couldn't help feeling that Murong Qing's arms holding his wrist trembled slightly, and suddenly didn't know how to react for a moment.

When Murong Qing raised his head again, his big eyes were full of heartache and self-reproach: "It's all my fault that I made you suffer so much..."

It's just such a simple sentence, but it makes Lin Yi feel Murong Qing's strong affection for himself, but now she is so cared for by Murong Qing, and Xuan Sa's face flashed in her mind. Lin Yi felt very embarrassed. Looking to the side, there is no simple and Murong in the room. Qi's figure, I don't know when the two of them will go out. The candlelight swayed in the room, and the shadows of the two people on the wall would be so close that they could almost smell each other's warm breath, as if the two had merged into one... Lin Yi was embarrassed, and his face became more and more flushed, twisting and wanted to pull back his hand from Murong Qing's hand: "Sir..."

Feeing that Lin Yi was about to leave him, Murong Qing panicked, his arm slightly, and took Lin Yi tightly into his arms. Lin Yi quickly struggled, but as soon as Lin Yi didn't know how to rub the wound on Murong Qing's body, he heard a dull roar in Murong Qing's throat. Lin Yi felt him Because of a burst of pain**, his body stopped moving quickly and just said, "Son, take care of yourself--"

"Lin Yi, Lin Yi, it's all my fault. I won't let you leave me again. I won't let you suffer any more. Believe me, I will protect you all my life, take care of you, and never let anyone bully you again..." Although Murong Qing's thin arms wrapped around his body, he didn't Xuan Sa was so domineering, as if he was afraid of hurting her. He didn't work very hard. As long as Lin struggled a little, he could break free. It's just Murong Qing's words and the warm tears that fell into his hair made Lin lose his mind for a moment, as if he was moved from the depths of his heart, and it seemed that he was just an unbearable rejection and hurt of Murong Qing's affection.

He also said that only a few days, he left her again for his hatred! Now when I say it from Murong Qing's mouth, it is actually with a sarcastic meaning! Murong Qing's arms are also warm, but not as hard and thick as his. But there is gentleness and softness that he doesn't have.