Nongmen Xiaojiao bag, she relies on space to be rich

Chapter 223 Nightmare
Hearing this, An Yanshu's expression paused, and his brows frowned slightly.

An Zhinan laughed immediately when he saw this scene: "Brother, don't worry, just go back and talk about it, and you didn't do anything, let's go, if you don't go back, the food will be cold."

"Ah."

When the two were about to get home, they saw a figure looking at the door from a distance, and their pace consciously quickened a lot.

"Xiaoxin, we're back."

Wei Xin rushed to the two of them, took a good look at An Yanshu, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good to be back, the food is hot in the pot, and it's just right to eat now."

An Zhinan glanced at An Yanshu, covered his mouth and smiled lightly.

Wei Liao made space for the two of them to talk, An Zhinan sat in the main room with a wink and waited.

Two people are in the kitchen, one is holding the bowls and chopsticks, and the other is responsible for serving the meals.

When he walked to the door, An Yanshu turned around and looked back at Wei Xin, and said softly: "Today is the time when I didn't pay attention. I was late reading in the bookstore, which made you worry. It will definitely not be like this in the future."

Wei Xin paused holding the bowl and chopsticks, and nodded slightly: "Well, as long as you are fine, come back sooner in the future."

"it is good."

The two blushed and walked out of the kitchen together. Unlike Wei Xin who was shy and did not dare to raise his head, An Yanshu looked straight at Wei Xin the whole time, with extremely soft eyes.

In the main room, An Zhinan looked at the shy two people, rolled his eyes nimbly, and said with a smile on his face: "Brother, don't let Xiao Xin worry anymore, or I will write to grandma to tell them to go."

An Yanshu coughed lightly in embarrassment, and responded with a flat reply.

After dinner, An Zhinan remained tense and did not tell them about meeting Xingyi. Lying on the bed, he was full of thoughts about Master and the others. He didn't know if they were doing well after being separated for so long. I know whether Master will be physically and mentally exhausted.

Thinking about An Zhinan falling into a dreamland, dreaming that he became a soul state and floated into a luxurious mansion in the capital, suddenly there was a series of coughing sounds in his ears, An Zhinan's heart skipped a beat, and then he saw Xing Yi came out from nowhere, holding a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine in his hand, the fragrance of the medicine was so strong that even An Zhinan could smell it clearly.

Then he followed Xing Yi into the room, passed through the door curtain and entered the inner room. There was a haggard old man lying on the bed, covering his mouth and coughing violently. The blood stains made An Zhinan's heart skip a beat, and he hurried to the old man's side.

Just when An Zhinan reached out to help the old man, his hands passed through the old man's body. An Zhinan looked at his hands with blank eyes.

"Nannan hasn't come yet?"

The old man's voice woke up An Zhinan who was stupefied.

Xingyi held the bowl and put it in the old man's hand, pursed his lips and said, "Nan Nan is in his hometown, and it will take a month or two to get to the capital after receiving the letter, Mr. Liao, please drink the medicine first, and just leave the outside affairs to me. Take care of your health, the imperial doctor said, you should not worry about it recently."

Mr. Liao sighed fiercely, drank the potion in one gulp, and then said: "You and I should have known before we came here that things here are not so easy to take care of. I know my body. That girl is here, Xingyi, get a pen and paper."

With a face full of pain, Xing Yi said hello and went out.

An Zhinan stood next to Mr. Liao and shouted desperately, but after all, Mr. Liao couldn't hear or see, so he was helpless.

After a while, Xingyi fetched the pen and paper, brought the tea table from the side and put it away, and then ground it aside.

Old Liao held the brush in his hand, and wrote on the paper carefully, holding back his cough while writing. The moment he wrote the pen, he couldn't hold back any longer, and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the paper. Xing Yi was frightened, and quickly helped Old Liao. Lean on the bed.

"Old Liao, take a rest first, I'll call the imperial physician."

Elder Liao grabbed Xingyi's hand and said in a heavy tone: "No...no need, you just put the letter away and give it to her when the girl comes, I...I'm afraid I won't be able to carry it. "

"Mr. Liao, if you persist, Nan Nan will come soon, and she will come soon. Don't you worry about her the most? If she comes and you are gone, then the girl may be very sad. Can't coax her."

Old Liao's eyes were dim, and the corners of his mouth hooked into a smile: "That girl...cough cough...tempered, careless in doing things...cough cough...I'm not here anymore, you have to help me Take a good look at her, don't let anyone deceive you... Cough cough."

The last cough was over, Liao Lao's pupils were dilated, and the last breath stopped at this moment forever.

"Master!" An Zhinan rushed to the bedside in tears, but he still couldn't hold onto Master's hand, his whole heart was throbbing with pain.

There was also a line of clear tears on Xing Yi's face, unlike An Zhinan's heart-piercing, Xing Yi was much more stable, he got up and bent down to cover Mr. Liao with the quilt carefully, then turned around and put away the blood-stained letter written by Mr. Liao , After tidying up everything messy by the bed, he went out with a blank expression.

An Zhinan knelt and sat by the bed, clutching his sore chest and crying all the time, not noticing that Xing Yi went out at all.

"Master!"

An Zhi Nanmeng sat up from the bed, and after seeing the environment clearly, his eyes were emptied. After a while, he put on his clothes and went out, but was stopped by Wei Xin as soon as he left the room.

Wei Xin was wearing an inner coat and a cloak, and walked up to An Zhinan with a candlestick in his hand. Seeing her pale face covered with tears, he asked worriedly: "Nannan, what's wrong with you? I heard your screams in the room. But had a nightmare?"

An Zhinan turned to look at Wei Xin, and asked in a low voice, "What time is it now?"

Wei Xin glanced at the dark sky and said: "It's Yin time now, there is still an hour before dawn."

An Zhinan was in a trance, the scene in the dream was so realistic that his heart was still hurting, he waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I had a nightmare, go back and sleep for a while, I'm going out for a walk."

The worry on Wei Xin's face didn't decrease in the slightest. Hearing that An Zhinan was going out at this hour, he felt even more uneasy. After thinking for a while, he said, "Why don't I go out with you for a walk, I don't worry about you being alone."

"It's okay, I'll be fine in men's clothes, but you, dressed so thinly, go back to the house quickly, don't catch a cold, I'll be back soon."

After speaking, An Zhinan raised his foot and walked towards the door.

Standing in the cold wind with a candlestick, Wei Xin quietly watched An Zhinan's disappearing figure. At this moment, there was a sound behind him, and Wei Xin hurriedly turned his head.

An Yanshu also came out of the house wearing a cloak. Seeing Wei Xin standing alone in the yard, he couldn't help wondering: "What's wrong?"

"Nannan just went out, and said to go out for a walk."

"Well, then why don't you go back to the house? It's cold outside, don't catch the cold."

Wei Xin shook his head: "I'm worried about her, it's not safe for Nan Nan to go out alone."

"Don't worry, Nannan has practiced martial arts since she was a child. Nothing will happen to her. She just went out for a walk and will be back soon."

(End of this chapter)