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Master Wangxin sat down on the chair to meditate and rested, and left a wooden bed for Yun Wanxiao and Huo Xiaoyu to rest.

The green light is bright, and the leak is ticking, accompanied by the night rain, and every sound is so clear.

This night, Huo Xiaoyu was pillowed beside Yun Wanxiao, the faint fragrance lingered on his nose, and the occasional ravings of the sleeping beauty could easily touch Yun Wanxiao's heart and soul.

I don't know if Mrs. Wangxin is really in samadhi, or just closed her eyes for a nap, Yun Wanxiao is afraid that the sound of her slight movements will startle the Mrs. who is not far away, but because of her shoulder injury, she can only wear a black shirt Sitting on the edge of the bed, as long as he lowered his head slightly, he could see Huo Xiaoyu's face clearly - even the thin scar on his face that was beginning to scab.

This shouldn't leave a scar, right?

Yun Wanxiao thought worriedly, looking at her so closely again, she felt more and more distressed in front of her.

Frowning slightly, Huo Xiaoyu groaned softly because of the pain in the wound.

Yun Wanxiao frowned, she was going to raise her hand to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead, but she was afraid of alarming Mrs. Wangxin, so she could only look at Huo Xiaoyu in a daze.

"Get better soon, okay?" Yun Wanxiao asked silently.

Suddenly seeing her frowning even tighter, as if she was about to be stung by the pain, Yun Wanxiao hurriedly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep, unaware that she was quietly blushing.

"Um……"

Huo Xiaoyu woke up faintly, the pain was worse than in the dream, and she couldn't help groaning in pain.

"Yun... Wan Xiao?" Huo Xiaoyu was extremely astonished, and stared blankly at her. Even though he was tired and tired, he couldn't help but subconsciously look at her——under the quilt, only a bellyband and obscene clothes were covered. Pants, even more frightened.

Did she really do something to her?

Ashamed and angry, Huo Xiaoyu exhausted his remaining strength and slapped Yun Wanxiao's face fiercely, awakening Yun Wanxiao and Mrs. Wangxin.

"Clothes...beasts!" Huo Xiaoyu shouted angrily with ruddy eyes.

Yun Wanxiao covered the burning pain on her face, with an innocent face, "Huo Xiaoyu, you..." Her voice was startled and angry at first, but thinking of Huo Xiaoyu's injuries, every word became softer Go down, "You are still hurt..."

"Miss Huo, you misunderstood General Yun." Master Wangxin didn't expect that Huo Xiaoyu would wake up in the middle of the night, so he hurried over and said apologetically, "Your clothes are stained with blood and wet from the rain, yes You can't wear it anymore, that's why the poor nun took off your clothes and helped you to bed to rest."

"Then...then she..." Huo Xiaoyu clearly knew that Yun Wanxiao was a woman, but she didn't know whether the teacher knew or not. She didn't dare to say the embarrassing words that followed, so didn't Yun Wanxiao tell her Have you seen enough?He lowered his head and gritted his teeth, his face was flushed with shame, and he couldn't swallow the breath anymore, so he stretched out his hand, quietly grabbed the skin of Yun Wanxiao's arm, and twisted it fiercely.

Yun Wanxiao held back her cry in pain, and looked back at her. She could only hold back the tears in her eyes, and said, "When the teacher hugged you, I also knew that no evil should be seen..." She was a little guilty, she knew clearly But when he saw her snow-white skin, he couldn't help but blushed and lowered his voice.

Mrs. Wangxin thought that Huo Xiaoyu didn't know Yun Wanxiao's identity, and knew that it was really wrong to leave a man in the room alone with the two women in the middle of the night, so she had to apologize again: "It's the poor nun who didn't think carefully. The poor nun is only worried about the silver needle. The time to seal the acupoint to stop the bleeding has passed, and the wounds of you and General Yun are bleeding again. If no one around you stops the bleeding in time, you will definitely be in danger of life, so it is absurd to keep the two of you here. Forgive me."

Huo Xiaoyu saw that Mrs. Wangxin spoke sincerely, and knew that she was just eager to save people. During the banquet tonight, she, Huo Xiaoyu, had already been innocent, so what do you care about now?Besides, as a woman, what could Yun Wanxiao do to her?It's just that there's a bad breath in my heart that makes me uncomfortable, and I can't vomit it out—why is it Huo Xiaoyu who was undressed, not Yun Wanxiao!

Seeing that her resentment had not subsided, Yun Wanxiao was afraid that she would hurt her body again if she got angry, so she hurriedly stood up reluctantly, clasped her fists and said, "Master, my injury should be fine, if Miss Huo's reputation is dirty again, I'd better go first I bid farewell and went home."

Master Wangxin nodded and said: "Miss Huo will be safe and sound with me, and the poor nun will not send the general away."

"Farewell!" Yun Wanxiao didn't dare to take a second look at Huo Xiaoyu, and suddenly understood the meaning of a word - guilty of being a thief, with a little bit of a panic, she opened the door, hurried out, and hurriedly closed the door, only Leave behind a series of hasty footsteps until they disappear silently.

Huo Xiaoyu saw how fast she was slipping away, and his originally shameful and angry heart became more unwilling, and he said to himself: "Yun Wanxiao, do you think you can run away tonight, and in the future?"

Master Wangxin breathed a sigh of relief, and comforted him: "Miss Huo, although the injury today didn't hurt your vitals, it did cause you to bleed a lot. Tomorrow morning, the poor nun will cook some jujube porridge for you, miss. After a few months of recuperation, it will be back to normal." After a short pause, Master Wangxin sighed too much, walked to the window, pushed the line slightly away, looked at the sky, and said back, "It's almost dawn, Poor nun, go and prepare some jujube porridge for Miss Huo, the girl here can rest at ease, and no one will disturb her."

"It's too much trouble..." Huo Xiaoyu nodded, leaned against the bed rail, put his hands on the edge of the bed, only felt a little wet, and subconsciously glanced at the place where his fingers touched, clearly Spots of blood.

Is this... hers?

Huo Xiaoyu looked at her wound under the shadow of the blue light, she shouldn't have left such a blood spot on the edge of the bed, and then thought about Yun Wanxiao's appearance just now, even if the blood stained the bed sheet, it shouldn't be dripping here Turned into a blood spot, the only possibility is——she sent a monthly letter?

Huo Xiaoyu was stunned, and once again affirmed Yun Wanxiao's daughter status. He should have gloated and secretly laughed that she had an extra trouble, but at this moment, Huo Xiaoyu couldn't be happy at all.

How did she spend these 22 years?Back then in the military camp, how did you hide the truth?For a woman to wear armor on a day like this, she must have suffered a lot...

Thinking of this, Huo Xiaoyu couldn't help trembling, shook his head quickly, and said to himself: "Huo Xiaoyu, how long are you going to keep meddling in her business? Could it be that you ran into another enemy, and you will be entangled forever in this life?" Gone?" When she closed her eyes, she could see Yun Wanxiao's blushing face, this floating image in her mind would easily arouse her joy from the bottom of her heart, and it would also make her feel at ease like never before.

Huo Xiaoyu cursed inwardly, "I have already been a scumbag who was mistreated by others, do I want to be a long-term cold wife Chen Ajiao for you?" Thinking of Li Yi, Huo Xiaoyu's heart and body were instantly cold , that stinging fear lingered, haunting her uncomfortably.But when she thought of Yun Wanxiao, even though she always faced her coldly, she could always give her a little warmth just right, making her feel that there would be a faint day when she would wake up from this nightmare.

How could he allow such a woman to affect her emotions, make Huo Xiaoyu have such absurd thoughts, and quietly put a woman into his heart?

"Yun Wanxiao, you really are the Chufu who knows witchcraft! What kind of Gu is planted in my heart?" Huo Xiaoyu gritted her teeth and opened her eyes, clenched her fists tightly, sucked in pain, and said to herself, "How could Huo Xiaoyu in Chang'an Qili Fireworks Lane be defeated like this? Even if you have an absurd idea, you, Yun Wanxiao, must be one step ahead of me! Even if Nagato is cold, you, Yun Wanxiao, must warm me up first." Already!"

Suddenly, the haze in my heart was swept away, and those fears I had before were suppressed by unwillingness at this moment, and there was only one thought left - even if Yun Wanxiao was a piece of cold jade, let her be defeated by Huo Xiaoyu Under her pomegranate skirt, she was determined to follow her absurdly for a lifetime, betting on whether this cold palace of Nagato could be rejuvenated?

I have already died once, what else is there to be afraid of?

With a twist of the dimple, the corner of Huo Xiaoyu's mouth twitched into a charming smile from the past, and she fell back on the bed weakly, and fell asleep peacefully - this sleep was unprecedentedly solid.

After the rain, it was sunny, the sky was as blue as washing, and it was refreshingly clean, which made people feel open and magnanimous, very comfortable.

The jujube porridge on the table was steaming, and there was a set of clean black black clothes beside the bed. Master Wangxin came in at some time, put down these things, and left the meditation room quietly.

When Huo Xiaoyu woke up, she sat up carefully covering the wound on her waist. Seeing the prepared food and clothing, she felt her heart warming up, and suddenly felt a sense of home.

Hearing the rustling in the meditation room, a familiar voice suddenly sounded outside the door, full of surprises, "Girl, are you awake?"

"Xu'er... come in." Huo Xiaoyu called out reassuringly. After thinking about it, her mother must have been worried about her injury, so she ordered Xu'er to come and take care of her early in the morning.

Thinking of his mother, Huo Xiaoyu couldn't help sighing a long time, and stared blankly at Xu'er walking in with hot water and red eyes.

"I'm fine...it's fine...don't cry..." Huo Xiaoyu said a few words of consolation, then frowned, she really couldn't dress herself, "Xu'er...come and help me change..."

"En! En! Thank God! Madam must have knelt down and begged the Buddha for a night in the Buddhist hall, and sincerely touched the Buddha. Miss, you are finally all right!" Xu'er put the hot water away, walked forward, and changed Huo Xiaoyu's clothes excitedly .

"Mother..." Huo Xiaoyu's heart ached. After all, Mother still cherished her. She had suffered a lot in her life, and now she knelt down and begged Buddha all night for her. How could her body bear it?

Taking advantage of the time when Xu'er was changing her clothes, Huo Xiaoyu looked out of the window with sorrowful eyes - after a night of spring rain, the Qinghe in Fuying Nunnery also protruded a few flower buds, bathing leisurely in the morning light. In the middle, swinging gently with the wind.

The cold spring has passed, and the early summer is approaching. Those cold, bitter, and nightmares should also leave together...

The author has something to say: It’s done, huh, there’s still time to keep today’s daily update, huh

PS: I caught a bug. . .everyone ignores