The story of the emperor's favorite wife gl

Ling Muyan worriedly looked at Chu Xiyun who fell asleep, worried that it was because of the injury on the back of the head that Xi fell asleep, and it was not easy to wake up Chu Xiyun, so she had to pay attention to Chu Xiyun's breathing all the time, and secretly made up her mind that she must return to the capital tomorrow. , Find Xi an imperial doctor to see her so she can rest assured.

Lifting off Chu Xiyun's underwear, he saw that the bruise on his waist was no better than yesterday but had worsened. He was filled with guilt and self-blame. He blamed himself for having to lose his temper and hurt Xi. If he hadn't It's all her fault if you close the door and don't keep Xie out, or open the door when Xie speaks soft words for the first time, so Xie won't hurt the back of her head and aggravate her back injury... she's wrong...

Filled with guilt, Ling Muyan applied the ointment to the bruise on Chu Xiyun's waist, and gently placed her hands on the back of Xi's head, obviously feeling a big swollen lump, and felt distressed and self-blame again.Thinking of the book saying that applying hot eggs to the buns will disappear quickly, I immediately walked quickly to the dining room.

I successfully found the eggs in the pile of raw food, and quickly beat the water, but in the end it was only a matter of lighting the fire.

Ling Muyan squatted down and looked at the stove in difficulty. Xi only tried it in front of her eyes. He is not a genius, so how could he memorize every step of the fire? Moreover, the stove and the firewood were very dirty. It is absolutely impossible for Ling Muyan to touch her.However, today is different, Xi was injured because of her.

Ling Muyan took the dirty firewood and piled it up in the stove mouth without any distaste, barely the same as the one when Chu Xiyun lit the fire.Now she is only thinking about the injured Chu Xiyun, and she doesn't care about her cleanliness or how dirty her white skirt is.

Tried to strike a match, but couldn't light it.Ling Muyan pursed her lips and continued to try, but after a few times, she still couldn't light it. She was worried about Chu Xiyun in the dormitory, so she had to give up using matches to make fire.He got up and walked quickly to the wooden cabinet in the dining room to open it. After searching for a long time, he found the fire folder from the wooden cabinet.

Going back to the stove and squatting down, I put the torch under the dry wood at the mouth of the stove and blew lightly. I was a little excited to see the flame burning on the dry wood, but unfortunately, the flame went out after a while, and the fire of the torch also died because of the fire. Dry firewood prevented it from venting the fire and went out.

Ling Muyan was a little frustrated that the thought of going back to the dormitory to guard Xi was instantly extinguished by herself.I lit the fire a few more times, but the flames still ignited and extinguished, ignited and extinguished.

Finally, at the last moment when Ling Muyan came up with the idea of ​​calling Chu Xiyun up to start a fire and almost realized it, the fire finally ignited.Seeing the fire started, Ling Muyan exhaled heavily, looked up to the door of the dining room, and couldn't help being stunned.

Before Ling Muyan knew it, the colorful clouds had already lit up half of the sky, and it was already Youshi.And the cuffs of the skirt on Ling Muyan's body have turned black, and several places around the skirt are extremely dirty. The face that was originally fair is now black on the left and right, and the three thousand black hairs are messy. It seems that Ling Muyan is very embarrassed now. .

Ling Muyan originally wanted to go back to the dormitory to see how Xi was doing, but it was getting late, thinking that when Chu Xiyun woke up later, she must be hungry.After all, I still resisted the idea of ​​going to see Xi first, and quickly cooked the meal. Don't wait until I see that the fire that was so hard to light will be extinguished when Xi comes back, that would be a failure.

Ling Muyan didn't notice that when she was trying to make a fire, Chu Xiyun had been standing in the corner of the dining room and looking at her. If it was normal, Ling Muyan would have noticed such blazing eyes, but now Ling Muyan was full of thoughts about lying on the bed Chu Xiyun didn't have the energy to pay attention to his surroundings, and concentrated on lighting the fire.

Chu Xiyun woke up not long after Ling Muyan left the dormitory, without the fragrance from Ling Muyan, Chu Xiyun did not sleep peacefully.Originally, I wanted to scare Yan'er, so I hid in a corner of the dining room when Yan'er found the fire fold, but was inadvertently fascinated by the firmness in Yan'er's eyes. dish.

Gently looking at Yan'er's busy back, Yan'er must be worried about his injury just now.Thinking of this, Chu Xiyun quietly walked behind Ling Muyan and stood still, wrapping her arms around Yan'er's slender waist.

"!" Ling Muyan was feeling uneasy, and turned her head suddenly to see who was behind her. Seeing that it was Chu Xiyun looking at her with a gentle smile, Ling Muyan immediately let go of the shovel in her hand, turned around and hugged Xiyun tightly. , buried her head in Chu Xiyun's chest, and held on to Chu Xiyun's clothes tightly, her eyes turned red unconsciously, but she didn't make a sound, because she knew that if she made a sound, Xie would definitely find her Crying in the voice.

"... Yan'er..." Although Ling Muyan tried her best to cover it up, Chu Xiyun felt Yan'er's body trembling slightly, and the clothes on her chest were wet, her heart twitched, and she said softly "It's okay, Yan'er. I'm a martial arts practitioner, how can my body be as fragile as ordinary people, not to mention the injury on the back of the head and the injury on the waist, I'm fine. Today is because I was too tired yesterday. I'm going to sleep, I'm fine."

Ling Muyan didn't believe what Chu Xiyun said was fine, so what about martial arts practitioners?Is it possible that there will be something more than ordinary people's body?But what Ling Muyan doesn't know is that martial arts practitioners do have extra internal strength that ordinary people don't have.

Chu Xiyun put his hand on Yan'er's head and gently stroked, comforting: "Yan'er, I'm really fine. If my body is as fragile as Yan'er you imagined, how could I be here? Sitting so securely on the throne? How can I survive the imperial conquest? If I were so fragile, I would have left as a child." Chu Xiyun has never comforted others at such an age, so how could he know how to do it? Consolation is comfort, she told her past without any concealment, but she didn't know that she made Ling Muyan's tears flow even more violently.

"..." Ling Muyan rubbed on Chu Xiyun's clothes, rubbed her tears on Chu Xiyun's clothes, and said hoarsely: "I don't care, Chu Xiyun, let me tell you, you have to take good care of her in the future. Look at yourself." The tone was full of domineering, originally Ling Muyan wanted to say that she couldn't be hurt, but sitting on the throne, how could Xie not get hurt?She could only ask Xi to protect herself and not let herself be hurt easily.

"Okay, I promise you." Chu Xiyun readily agreed. In the past, she regarded her own life as dung, and only thought that it would be better if she died as soon as possible, because at that time she only had the throne and absolute rights. , and then there is nothing, only loneliness and loneliness accompany her day after day.

But now it's different, now she has Yan'er's company and Yan'er's love, and soon she will have a child belonging to herself and Yan'er, she is full of expectations for her future life, how can she not want life like fate.