Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

At that moment, a white figure flew over in a hurry and landed in front of Yan Xiqian.

"Ah Qian, are you alright?" The boy nervously tore off Lingsi, looking her up and down to check if she was injured.

Yan Xiqian shook her head, "I'm fine, but he...almost died, but he really scared me to death."

Following the direction of her fingers, Qing Yanci saw Qi Muyang who was sitting on the ground with his head down, shaking, and might fall to the ground at any time.

After a while, several guards arrived in a hurry, took Meng Yun down, and returned the Excalibur to Qing Yanci.

The young man cleaned up the blood stains with a spell, changed it into the size of a hairpin, and inserted it into Yan Xi's light hair.

Qi Muyang has been hastily carried back to Chonghua Palace by the guards to wait for treatment.

Yan Xiqian was hugged horizontally by Qing Yanci, and walked slowly towards the Chonghua Palace.

Seemingly seeing that he was a little unhappy, Yan Xiqian was too guilty to speak, and lay obediently in his arms.

The two remained silent all the way until they entered the Water Yin Palace.

Only then did Yan Xiqian break the embarrassment, and said, "What do the medical fairies say, has there been a change in the cousin's face?"

Qing Yanci nodded sullenly.

Still angry?
Yan Xiqian felt a little guilty, and changed the subject again, "I see that Mu Yang seems to be sick, let him recuperate these few days, and don't let him move around."

"Ah."

Sure enough, the young man was still calm, just holding her wrist with one hand, and quietly channeling spiritual power to her.

Seeing that he lowered his eyes and said nothing, Yan Xiqian felt quite uncomfortable.

"Yanci?" She called him in a soft voice.

The boy raised his eyes and asked her, "Where does it hurt?"

Yan Xiqian quickly said, "No, I don't feel pain."

"Are... are you angry?"

Qing Yanci snorted lightly, expressing his affirmation.

Yan Xiqian also knew that she was wronged, so she simply apologized, "I'm sorry, I made you worry."

The boy's silence made Yan Xiqian feel even more uncomfortable.

She tugged on Qing Yanci's skirt, and whispered: "Yanci, don't be angry with me."

Qing Yanci angrily pulled her hand away and put it back under the quilt.

Soon, Yan Xiqian stretched out her two arms again, opened them, and said, "Yan Ci, I was frightened just now, can you give me a hug?"

The young man was silent for a moment, just when Yan Xiqian thought he would not agree, the man said in a muffled voice, "Pip it in!"

Yan Xiqian quickly moved her body to the side, letting Qing Yanci lie down beside her.

She curled up in the boy's warm arms, feeling that her body and mind were healed.

Yan Xiqian drew a little nasal voice, and said coquettishly: "I know I was wrong, I made you worry, I won't be like this in the future, don't be angry with me, okay?"

Qing Yanci finally opened his mouth, willing to say a few words to her, "You know I will be worried, but you still do this kind of thing?"

Yan Xiqian rubbed against his arms, and said, "I'm not protected by your sword, I have nothing to fear!"

The young man's eyes were heavy, and he held her hand tightly, "But I'm still worried, you... you don't care about me at all, you're joking about your own life, just to make me sad on purpose."

Yan Xiqian knew that this time he really went too far, he was so sad, and he was so childish because he was worried.

She leaned against the boy's neck and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yan Ci. I was thinking that if the two of us go together, she will definitely not reveal her true nature, so I..."

"Oh, it's because I didn't think well enough, it's all my fault."

Just as he was talking, Yan Xiqian felt a burst of moisture from the top of his head, and his nerves tensed up.

She asked in surprise: "Yan Ci, you... are you crying?"

The boy's voice was hoarse and bitter, "I didn't cry!"

But the arms holding her kept tightening, as if trying to melt her into his body.

Yan Xiqian knew very well that he was really scared.

Excalibur and Qing Yanci have the same thoughts, and when he senses his sword fighting, he should realize that she is in danger.

At that time, he must have been terrified when he was not with her.

"I will never do it again, Yan Ci."

The boy choked up a few times, and wiped his face indiscriminately, "From now on, you must take me with you wherever you go, I... I don't believe your promise anymore!"

Yan Xiqian sighed helplessly, and could only agree, "Okay, I will not leave your sight."

Qing Yanci was really frightened by her, even if he felt the person in his arms move a little, he half-raised himself up very vigilantly to check.

Seeing him like this, Yan Xiqian also felt distressed.

"Yan Ci, don't do this, I swear I won't do anything dangerous again, if something like today happens again..."

Before she could say anything, the boy covered her mouth angrily.

Mingming was very angry, but she was still reluctant to swear.

The boy said: "No more next time!"

Yan Xiqian kissed his palm lightly, and held his hand over his heart with both hands, eyes full of remorse, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, forgive me this time!"

The young man said nothing, so she propped herself up and kissed the corner of his lips, "Huh? Forgive me!"

Every time I say it, I have to come up and kiss it.

It wasn't until Qing Yanci looked away, nodded and agreed, that he gave up.

I thought he was just angry for a while, but I didn't expect him to be as he said.

At noon, Yan Xiqian got up to check on Qi Muyang's situation.

The man followed step by step, never leaving.

Yan Xiqian felt helpless and distressed, it's not that he didn't want to let him follow, it's just that he looked bitter and hated, and everyone felt that he would pose a threat to her, so he was very vigilant.

She could only hold the boy's hand, trying to give him a sense of security with her warm palm.

When he arrived at Qi Muyang's gate, he happened to meet the maid who came to deliver the medicine.

The maid hurriedly saluted, "I have seen Yan Ci Shangshen, Goddess Xiqian."

Yan Xiqian asked, "What did the Immortal Doctor say?"

The maid said: "Mr. Qi's injury is not serious, his body is just suffering from a bit of cold and fever. He is just a little groggy at the moment, and he will recover after two days of training."

Yan Xiqian nodded and breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing the maid go in first, Yan Xi sighed slightly: "I'm also very surprised. Although Mu Yang is arrogant and conceited, he loves to be strong but he will never let himself get hurt. A person who runs away without a trace when he encounters a strong enemy. , actually... almost died trying to save me, I always feel weird."

Qing Yanci held her hand tightly.

Yan Xi was startled for a moment before realizing what he had said.

Just thinking about whether he would be jealous, the man suddenly said, "It looks like he's not as bad as we thought, maybe... he's just a bit more delicate, but he's still kind and righteous in his bones."

Seeing that he was still calm and rational, Yan Xiqian was relieved.