Xue Qing didn't think about this level, so he nodded secretly and said, "Yes... I'll do it now."

He raised his foot and was about to leave. After pausing for a moment, he remembered something again, so he turned to Jiang Chengyi and asked, "Then... will the lord still want the daughter to come?"

Jiang Chengyi paused, lowered her eyes and looked at the terrifying wound on her waist, then shook her head helplessly and said, "Forget it. I'm talking nonsense just now. If she had suffered such a serious injury, if she knew about it, she would have to make trouble again."

"Who wants to make a fuss?"

Before Xue Qing could go out with the letter, he heard a beautiful female voice coming from outside the house, with a high tone, his voice unstable, and a hint of anger and sadness.

Immediately afterwards, the door of the house was kicked open again.

The door of the Half Moon Book Pavilion was kicked open twice a day, and the wooden fan carving door was in a desperate situation. The cold wind rushed in. Along with Xue Si's screams and screams, a delicate woman rushed in angrily.

The lady's slim figure was shrouded in a dress with a glittery white moon lake. It was as beautiful as the outdoors, floating like a fairy, and clear as a flower. A pair of water-wave eyes dotted with waves, staring at the young man on the bed with grievance.

Jiang Chengyi had no time to hide. She was wearing a white shirt, her face was as gray as earth, and her charm was reduced by two points, and her complexion was very bad. The girl looked at this scene and made her eyes turn red with unbearable pain, and she was about to cry.

He had a headache, fearing that Mu Yun would cry when he spoke. He was a little embarrassed and said first, "It's such a night, why haven't you been asleep yet?"

Mu Yun pouted, and a scoop could be hung on his little mouth.

"If you don't go back to the main house to rest, how can I sleep?" She was quite confident.

Jiang Chengyi was seriously injured and had no strength to argue with her, so she followed the steps she gave her, lifted the quilt, and wanted to get up and go back to the house with her.

Mu Yun's red eyes were filled with tears. He hurriedly stepped forward two steps, held him down, and whimpered, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Chengyi was amused and crying: "Don't you... want me and you to go back to the main house and rest?"

Mu Yun sobbed twice and cried vaguely: "What did I say? What else are you really doing? After being injured so seriously, how can you walk around casually."

She lowered her head, and her shoulders kept trembling up and down due to crying.

Seeing this scene, Xue Qing knew that he shouldn't be too late, so he quietly retreated from the house with a group of servants and maids.

Xue Si looked around at the door, and looked at Xue Qing coming out, and couldn't help asking: "Brother Qing! Will the lord be beaten when the female rushes in like this? The lord's injury is not light now..."

Xue Qing flew towards him and said speechlessly. Then he took the letter in his hand and stepped out of the Half Moon Book Pavilion in three or two steps, and went to do business.

Xue Si opened his mouth and wanted to continue to follow, but was afraid that Jiang Chengyi would have something to order for a while, so he didn't dare to leave for a moment, so he had to calm down and question himself and mutter.

He thought to himself: If the woman demolishes the roof again, I will protect my lord even if she says!

At this moment, inside the screen, Mu Yun was carefully uncovering Jiang Chengyi's bedding and trying to explore Jiang Chengyi's injuries. At this time, how could she dare to make trouble again? She was afraid that the injury of the husband in front of her would worsen.

Jiang Chengyi gasped lowly, looked at Mu Yun's tears, and then laughed and said, "Why... I rushed into my house in the afternoon, and didn't he look like he wanted to eat people? Is he so well-behaved now?"

Mu Yun carefully examined his wound, lifted his inner clothes, unzipped the white cloth and bandaged it. Then he saw a huge hole in his waist being poked by a cold knife. Although the medical order had already sewed his wound, a small amount of blood was still rushing out.

Her heart trembled and trembled, her nose was so sore, and her heart felt like she had been stomped by a knife. She gently stroked her hand near his wound, and she heard the man take a breath of cold air, gritting his teeth and holding back the pain without saying a word. Mu Yun instantly fell tears, like the dew of the mountain, like the sky drooping water, crying so hard that the pear blossoms were raining, and he said vaguely: "How can you be so arrogant?"

"It's not a show of strength." Lang Jun took a breath, put his words to his mouth, and said gently: "I'm afraid that you will cry like you are now, so I dare not tell you."

Mu Yun lost his temper when he was quarreling, and at this moment he was so upset and regretful: "It's me, it's all my fault. If I hadn't driven you out of the car, you wouldn't have been injured, you would have been so seriously injured. You had never been so seriously injured when facing Guhuniao in the Ninth Heaven."

The pretty little lady cried endlessly, and the husband lost his way. He stretched his long arms and gently held her into his arms. Word by word, like the bass of a mountain spring, jingling, sonorous and powerful, gentle and moderate coaxing: "It's not your fault. Don't say nonsense, even if I didn't get off the car, I'm afraid that the man would look for an opportunity to stab me. I'm just glad now that you were not by your side at that time. That man's martial arts skills are extraordinary. If I was attacked by him on a ox cart with you, I'm afraid I can't protect you."

He was very patient, with clear joints, and his flawless slender knuckles gently brushed away the clear tears on her face, and said gently: "I also thought that you were angry with me, so I didn't dare to tell you this shameful thing. I am a god, but I was hurt by mortals so much. If you say it out, I am afraid that all the people in the six realms will laugh out loud."

Mu Yun was helpless and embarrassed by his face. He sniffled, and he sniffled and snorted, "Until now, you still remember face. Is face more important than life? You told me that I can use my divine power to heal your wounds, and you don't have to continue to endure this pain."

After she finished speaking, she raised her hands and wanted to cast a spell to heal him. Unexpectedly, the young man gently grabbed her slender hand with a long palm and lowered his voice: "Have you forgotten? I said that your divine power cannot be used on me."

In order to return the Emperor Star to the position and relieve the disasters on the fortune chart, Jiang Chengyi praised himself as a divine power and reduced it to the mortal body, just to prevent his divine fortune from affecting the order of the mortal world. If other immortals use magic power to save him during his mission, they will distort their fortune, causing serious errors in the order of the mortal world, and it is very likely that they will harm the lives of innocent people because of him.

Mu Yun lowered his arms unhappily and said with a lonely look: "Then I want me to look at you... so painful."

Jiang Chengyi reached out and rubbed her soft bun twice, comforting her: "This little injury is nothing."

He lowered his head, tied the belt of his clothes on his own, covering the wound, and his voice was a little hoarse. He stared at the girl with an unhappy face by the bed, and some words came to his mouth, but he didn't know how to say it.

The awkward atmosphere spread between the two. Perhaps because the quarrel was too fierce during the day, even though the two of them eased a little, it was still a little unnatural.

"Ayi."

Jiang Chengyi Jing was silent for a long time and suddenly said, "When my injury is healed, let's hold a wedding."

Mu Yun looked slightly stunned and said with a slight discomfort: "Rise... hold the wedding?"

Jiang Chengyi nodded solemnly: "Yes."

A layer of clouds floated onto the lady's cheeks, gradually covering her snow-white neck and jaw.

Mu Yun hesitated shyly and said, "Well. I thought about it, I'm not in a hurry. In any case, you and I have been in the middle of the Yue Lao Sect, and I will be together for the rest of my life. I... I'm not in a hurry. Besides, there are many dangers in the capital now, and if you want to hold a wedding at this time, it may make everyone wonder about your intention."

The husband curled his lips, his eyes were filled with stars, like the dust of the Milky Way, and was ethereal and deep: "I thought about it very carefully and hold the wedding at this time."

Mu Yun stared at him, his dark eyes turned around, and then he bent his lips: "Ayi, tell the truth. Do you have any plans to take advantage of the wedding?"

Jiang Chengyi didn't say anything, but raised her eyes slightly, looked at her suddenly, and then smiled slightly: "Why did you say that?"

"Don't I know you yet? If you don't have a plan, you would choose to hold a wedding suddenly at such a special moment?" Mu Yun hummed and looked at him disdainfully.

The husband laughed loudly, his voice was slightly low, as if he had passed through sand, with a charming charm.

"Sure enough, my Ayi is the one who understands me the most in the world." Jiang Chengyi leaned lazily, bent her arms behind her head casually, looked at Mu Yun's little face with interest, and asked in a tone, "Then guess what my plan is?"

Mu Yun really looked down and thought about it. Looking up, he saw Jiang Chengyi keeping laughing. Her frivolous and indecent look made her blush and cursed, "Guess what to guess! Give you a little sweetness, are you bullying me like this? Just kidding my wedding?"

She raised her pink fist and hit Jiang Chengyi with her teeth and claws.

The husband easily intercepted her, grabbed her backhand and locked her pair of moving soft horns, avoided the wounds, supported her other arm, and put a little force on her to drag the little lady into her arms. Seeing her struggle, he bent his legs, turned over, pressed her firmly under her body, and said frivolously and evilly: "Who is kidding you?"

Mu Yun's heart was like a tampering with stones at this moment, jumping wildly.

He is tall and powerful, he is beautiful, he is brave. Everything about him is so touching and admirable.

Jiang Chengyi stared at her affectionately. The little lady's faint body fragrance, the lively eyes of water waves, and the slender and warm waist really made him feel at ease.

One of his hands gently stroked Mu Yun's slightly bulging belly, grabbed the gap in the outside, and slid in. The slender knuckles wandered on his lower abdomen, turned to his waist, and rubbed it gently. The softness in his hands made him distracted, and his eyes gradually ignited.

As his body gradually pressed over, he lowered his head and kissed the delicate lips as beautiful as a rose. When his lips were intersecting, he plundered the city in her mouth with a full aura of aggression, and entered flexibly, water                                                                                                                                                                                                                                

Mu Yun had a red face and was kissed by him in a daze. His delicate body shook and shook, and he couldn't stop trembling.
Chapter completed!