Emotional cannon fodder, the whole family died tragically?Dream it!

It's all pungent, and it's gone before!

"Master, I'm so tired!"

She is too tired, so she won't ask any more questions, let's wait until she wakes up to investigate further.

Yan Yeming nodded, looking at the little woman who turned her head and leaned her head on his shoulder, her heart softened.
Although there were no wounds, the scars and bloodstains all over her body showed that she had gone through a fierce battle just now.

Must have shed a lot of blood.

"Go to sleep, it's all right."

Hearing this, Nan Shuyu fell asleep with peace of mind, no, it should be said that with him around, Nan Shuyu felt at ease.

This seems to have become a habit.

After the enemy army was defeated, all the people from the Teng tribe left with their hoes on their shoulders, and the people from Wuyingmen also left.

The soldiers in Osaki are dealing with the wounded and busy with some captives who surrendered.

Nan Shuyu slept for three whole days, and when she opened her eyes, all she saw was the dark night sky.

Just as he was about to call for someone, he heard a voice from the tent next to him.

"It's so serious, you still don't rest, don't you want to die here?"

"I've already told you that Nan girl is fine, but you are the one who has trouble. If it weren't for the young master's presence, you would have died a long time ago. Now you are still on the battlefield and messing around."

"If you don't tell Nan girl, I'll tell her that it's okay for her to take some blood, but you can't live for more than three days without her blood. Old Ye, don't make fun of your own life."

Nan Shuyu was taken aback, it was Bai Zimu's voice!

Yan Yeming was seriously injured?
And not long?
Hearing this news, Nan Shuyu's heart tightened, a fear of losing him lingered in her heart.

No, she couldn't let him die.

Thinking about it, Nan Shuyu got up in a panic and wanted to go to the tent next door.

"It's fine, as long as she's fine. Now that the Eastern Ming Dynasty, the Western Jin Dynasty, and the Northern Wei Dynasty have fallen, I gave her a peaceful and prosperous life, and she will live freely in the future."

"Bai Zimu, after I die, just find me a place with good geomantic omen."

"That girl is slow, don't tell her that I have her affairs in my heart. Besides, I will protect her well in the future. She is already uncomfortable and can't take blood anymore. In this life, I am happy enough, enough."

Hearing this, Nan Shuyu froze in place immediately, Yan Yeming really liked her.

But now, just because he couldn't bear to take a little of his own blood, he would rather leave quietly by himself.

The heart beats fast.

What Nan Shuyu was afraid of was being hurt, but when she looked back and thought about it, since she knew Yan Yeming, he had never hurt herself.

If you don't like it, how can you treat her well for ten years.

But now, he has done it, and he is the one who is unwilling to hurt himself even if he dies.

Nan Shuyu closed her eyes and took a deep breath, Nan Shuyu, go with your heart.

Thinking, Nan Shuyu turned around and came to the tent next door, Bai Zimu had already given the medicine and turned to leave.

Yan Yeming, who had just changed her medicine and was getting dressed, was left alone.

Nan Shuyu went in, and saw the terrible wound on his chest at a glance. At this time, the wound should have rotted, and Bai Zimu cleaned up the rotten flesh outside, which looked extraordinarily scary.

Nan Shuyu was startled, but more than that, she felt distressed, "Bai Zimu is really, why didn't he bandage it up! Master, does it hurt?"

Yan Yeming was taken aback for a moment, instead of putting on his clothes, he deliberately exposed the wound.

"I'm used to it, it doesn't hurt."

Nan Shuyu stepped forward, her eyes still on the wound.