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Then, he stood up and walked to the grave nearby. The visitor was Dong Ying. He came to the place where Xiaoyanzi was buried, and then gently placed his hand on Xiaoyanzi's tombstone, saying affectionately: "Xiaoyanzi! Don't worry, I now have a strong strength, enough to avenge you. I believe that in the near future, I will make Chang'an pay for the blood debt with blood. Whether you are on earth or in the underworld, you can rest in peace. By then, you and your father must take good care of yourselves in heaven."

"Ah? What happened to him?" Tiancheng Zihan, who was also weak and pale, slowly turned her eyes to Dongying. At this moment, Dongying's face was also as pale as paper, and his expression was tired and fragile, which was in sharp contrast to his usual strong and confident appearance. Seeing Dongying like this, Tiancheng Zihan couldn't help but feel distressed and worried, because she had never seen Dongying so weak.

"Is she worried about me?" Dong Ying seemed to feel Tian Cheng Zi Han's gaze and raised his head slightly. Their eyes met in the air. At that moment, Tian Cheng Zi Han saw the sadness and loss in Dong Ying's eyes that were difficult to conceal. It was a pain that went deep into her bones. Her heart suddenly clenched, as if it was stabbed by something. This feeling made her feel a little overwhelmed.

"Uh...should I..." Tiancheng Zihan knew that Dongying needed some comfort at the moment, but she didn't know how to start. After all, she didn't know much about Dongying, nor did she know what he really thought. However, looking at Dongying's helpless eyes, she felt that she couldn't just stand there indifferently. So, she took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and tried to say something to Dongying in a gentle tone to comfort him. But when she opened her mouth, she found that her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say a word.

As time passed, the sun began to slowly tilt towards the west, and the sky was gradually dyed with a light red, like a beautiful picture carefully painted by nature.

At this wonderful moment, Dongying finally stopped what he was doing. He slowly stood up and looked into the distance. Then, he walked to the edge of the bamboo forest with a sharp axe in his hand.

Dong Ying swung the axe skillfully, chopping down the thick bamboos one by one. His movements were agile and powerful, and each swing of the axe was accompanied by firm determination and confidence. The bamboos fell one after another, making crisp sounds, as if cheering for his efforts. Soon, he had collected enough bamboos to build a simple bamboo house here.

Dongying carried the bamboo back to the place and started to build the house. At the same time, Tianchen, who had struggled to get up under the peach tree, and Zihan also dragged his weak body to the bamboo forest, revealing a happy smile, and moved Dongying to start building a bamboo house. She cleverly used the flexibility and strength of bamboo to weave them together to form a solid frame.

Then, Dongying tied the bamboo tightly with ropes to ensure that the structure of the house was solid and reliable.

After some effort, a simple but warm bamboo house appeared in front of us. Although it has no gorgeous decoration, it is full of natural breath and the charm of life.

This bamboo house not only provides shelter from wind and rain, but also allows Dongying and his family to have their own habitat in this tranquil forest.

Dongying looked at the bamboo house he had built with satisfaction, and a sense of contentment surged in his heart. He knew that this would become his safe haven and the place where he would pursue inner peace.

At dusk, the golden sunlight fell on the peach trees like broken gold, and the pink petals were like butterflies, floating down beside Tiancheng Zihan along with the golden stage.

The grass dancing in the wind seemed to be cheering for his arrival. Although the weather was a bit cold, I thought his heart must be as warm as the sun at this moment. Otherwise, how could she be shaking her head with the flowers and grass? Looking from the perspective, a looming figure slowly stood up. Tian Cheng Zi Han walked over, with a worried look on her face, but she was hesitant to say, "That, that..."

"What's wrong?" Dong Ying looked at her with a question mark on his face. Suddenly, they both heard a familiar voice! Suddenly, Tian Cheng Zi Han became embarrassed...

Cuckoo!

"I'm hungry."

"Hahaha, what's so careless about? Let's stop here for today. I'll go catch some fish for you!"

"Stop laughing!" At this moment, she stood there like a primary school student who had done something wrong.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

The next day, the rooster crowed and Dong Ying arrived. He skillfully used the tools in his hands to cut the bamboo into suitable lengths and shapes, and then fixed them together with Lin Li, just like an experienced craftsman.

His movements were quick and precise, as if he had done this countless times, and soon, a simple and practical bamboo frame appeared before his eyes.

Then, he began to carefully polish the surface of the bamboo to make it extremely smooth without a trace of roughness. He also cleverly used the elasticity of bamboo to make the bamboo bed more flexible. Finally, he laid a layer of soft straw mat, making the entire bamboo bed look comfortable and beautiful.

This bamboo bed not only shows his craftsmanship, but also reflects his pursuit of quality of life. Every piece of wood has been carefully selected and processed by him to ensure the firmness and stability of the bamboo bed.

As time goes by, a small and exquisite bamboo house appears before our eyes. It is like a mysterious castle, standing on that quiet land. Although this bamboo house is simple, it is full of warmth and natural atmosphere, making people feel extremely comfortable.

Then, Dong Ying built a small boat, which was as light as a leaf and floated on the calm lake. He carefully steered the boat and gently placed the girl in his arms, Tian Cheng Zi Han, on the bed. She lay there quietly like a delicate flower.

Everything seemed so harmonious and beautiful, as if they were the only two people in this small world.

Pingqu carefully brewed some medicine, as if he was mixing a magical potion, to heal her physical injuries first. At this time, Tiancheng Zihan, who was lying on the bed, was as beautiful as a fairy, charming and touching, which made people's heart beat fast.

Dong Ying spoke softly, his voice seemed to penetrate people's hearts and move them: "I hurt myself for you, so I took off my clothes for you, I hope you don't misunderstand." As the words fell, his movements became gentle and delicate, slowly taking off Tian Cheng Zi Han's top, as if carefully lifting a mysterious veil. Every movement was filled with endless tenderness and care, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping beautiful princess.

He applied medicine to her and bandaged her wound. His movements were as gentle as the breeze. After a long time, he finally finished the bandage. At this time, the sky had turned slightly white, and the morning light was sprinkling on the earth like a veil.

He raised his hand and gently wiped away the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, as if trying to wipe away the fatigue and exhaustion.

Then, he slowly walked aside and began to prepare a simple breakfast. After it was done, he ate it alone, but he also specially made a bowl of sweet and delicious peach blossom soup.

He carefully held the bowl of peach blossom soup, slowly walked to Tiancheng Zihan, gently sat down on the edge of the bed, helped her up and leaned her against the pillow, then fed the peach blossom soup into her mouth spoonful by spoonful.