It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

"Fairy, there are all injured men here, it's not convenient after all. I have prepared a room for you in the city. Why don't you go and have a rest?"

He couldn't really let Lan Qingya stay here.

First, there are differences between men and women, and it is indeed inconvenient for military doctors to treat the wounded.

Secondly, there have always been set standards for entertaining envoys from the Song family. If she stays here, it is inevitable that some nosy people will come out to find fault with her for mistreating the Song family.

Third, her actions just now successfully won the respect of the young general, and he didn't really want her to stay here for a long time.

After all, she is not from the military camp.

Lan Qingya also understood that it was inconvenient for her to stay here given her identity, so she could only nod and said to An Nai: "You should take a rest. You should feel better now. Take the time to get some sleep so that you can have the strength to survive."

"I'll come see you again tomorrow."

An Nai already knew that he couldn't keep her, so he increased the strength in his hands again, but finally let go slowly. His eyes greedily traced Lan Qingya's whole body, as if he wanted to engrave her entire body into his mind.

Until her figure disappeared behind the curtain fluttering in the wind.

In fact, from the perspective of reducing the suffering of others, the best thing to do now is to give An Nai a quick death. However, they are all brothers who have been through life and death together, and no one can make such a cruel suggestion.

Qin Liang thought she was just saying these words to comfort An Nai, but Lan Qingya actually insisted on feeding An Nai medicine every day.

Every time she came, Anai's angry growl would disappear, replaced by undisguised greed and possession in his eyes.

At first Lan Qingya didn't notice it, but when he pulled her wrist harder and harder, she suddenly realized the meaning of his paranoid eyes.

He was just a seriously injured mortal who would soon die. What could he do to her?

But the strong and complex emotions contained in that look still made Lan Qingya a little confused.

Five days later, Song Yanche arrived in Maicheng, and Lan Qingya stopped visiting An Nai.

In the end, she told the military doctor about her experience in taking care of An Nai, how to make him more comfortable, how to calm his emotions, etc., and then turned and left.

Anai seemed to sense something. After she left, his mood became extremely unstable, and the growl in his throat became high-pitched and urgent, as if he was venting his dissatisfaction and resentment in this way.

Ah Tu walked up to him and looked into his eyes, which were completely different from before. There was a frightening madness flashing in them.

"Anai, wake up, who is she? She is the fairy of the Song family. We are just mortals, and you..."

And you are still like this now, struggling on the brink of death.

Is that little bit of admiration really any use?

A Tu swallowed the rest of his words. Seeing that An Nai's eyes were still red, he couldn't help but sigh and turned to leave the tent.

When Lan Qingya and Song Yanche met, they naturally had to exchange news of the past few days.

When Song Yanche heard that she had punished the governor, he hesitated for a moment and said, "You did the right thing. I will write a letter to the emperor and report the situation here truthfully. I believe he will make a decision."

Lan Qingya nodded, not very interested.

What we have seen these days is all the suffering in the world. In fact, the human race itself is also full of contradictions.

There is infighting among foreign countries, exploitation between the upper and lower classes internally, and even people of the same class are bound to engage in intrigue and constant disputes.

Song Yanche knew what was bothering her and pulled her over.

He let Lan Qingya sit on his lap, put his arms around her soft waist, and said softly: "The demons have their own internal conflicts, and the monsters have their own internal conflicts. What's so special about us humans?"

"As one rises, the other falls. It has always been like this. You don't have to take it to heart."

Lan Qingya sighed: "I know."

They are cultivators who ascend to become immortals, but that is also to protect the common people, gain some merit for themselves, and live as long as the heaven and earth, and the sun and the moon.

We are not on the same level, and these sufferings should be the concern of the royal family in the mortal world.

But knowing is one thing, and seeing someone suffering with your own eyes is another.

The real pain is happening right before our eyes, and no one can turn a blind eye to it.

Song Yanche rolled up her sleeves and saw the bruises left by An Nai's grip. He pursed his lips and took out the ointment to help her apply it.

Lan Qingya did not resist and explained softly: "That person is so miserable. He is in a lot of pain."

Song Yanche still didn't say anything. He felt more sorry for her than for the person in pain.

After the ointment was applied, Lan Qingya raised her hands and hugged his neck and said, "I will adjust myself, you don't have to worry. When will we go back?"

Seeing her cheer up, Song Yanche couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, "The evil spirits in the mortal world have been quite strong these days, and some monsters in the earthly world are very active. The next step is for the Song family to send some nephews and nieces to various places to subdue monsters. We will wait for Wanxin to meet up and then rush back to the Song family together."

He's going back to make arrangements.

Lan Qingya nodded in understanding. They were all the lowest-level monsters, nothing worth paying attention to.

He picked up Lan Qingya and put her on the bed. Originally, he just wanted to hug her and rest, but when he saw the blush on her face, he couldn't help feeling itchy in his heart and wanted to tease her.

The unique sweet scent on her body seemed to be an invitation to him, and he gently kissed her forehead, nose, and lips.

Crushing and gnawing, telling of the longing during these days of separation.

Lan Qingya raised her face in response, actively teasing his uneasy lips and tongue, hoping to reassure him in this way.

But Song Yanche was aroused and suddenly deepened the kiss, plundering the sweetness in her mouth and stirring her desire.

It was obvious that he just wanted to taste it briefly, but in the end, he couldn't control himself and wanted more.

Until Lan Qingya let out a soft moan from her lips and tongue, he could no longer hold back and put his hand into her clothes.

Lan Qingya breathed quickly, avoiding his entanglement, then bit his earlobe lightly and said softly, "Let's talk about it when we get back."

Song Yanche stopped, pinched the soft flesh around her waist with some dissatisfaction, and finally withdrew his hand obediently.

Outside the door, a faint and rapid breathing sound was heard.

The two people's eyes immediately froze.

They were temporarily staying in a small courtyard provided by the governor of Maicheng. Song Wanxin had not arrived yet, so there were only the two of them at the moment.

Lan Qingya got up and opened the door. When she went out, she saw a black figure flash by, turn to the front of the house, and disappear around the corner.

This thing was a bit strange. It was pitch black, but only about one meter long. It crawled quickly on all fours.

Some of them look like a person, crawling.

Lan Qingya didn't have time to think about it. She took two quick steps to chase after him, but saw that the man had already nimbly climbed over the low wall and escaped.

Who would be so bored as to eavesdrop on their conversation?

Lan Qingya sensed a demonic aura from that person, but it was not very obvious.

Is it a human or a monster?