Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 475 From now on, I will protect you!

Bai Mingwei sniffed again and quickly wiped away his tears.

These days, she has become accustomed to hiding all the hardships and bitterness, and now the tears splashing on the armor made her feel dazzling.

Blinking her eyes, she regained her emotions.

She looked at Brother Qi, who loved her dearly, and made a loud and clear promise: "Brother Qi, from now on, I will protect you!"

In the past, you protected me, protected me, fought for me, and took punishment for me.

Now that I have the ability, it's my turn to protect you.

Bai Yu raised his hand and wanted to pat her head. He moved his hand but finally took it back.

Because he knew very well that the sister in front of him was no longer the girl in his memory—talented and intelligent, but unexperienced, and inevitably a bit squeamish.

At this moment, my sister's appearance doesn't seem to have changed much.

But she is already the leader of an army that has been surrendered by tens of thousands of people. She is the eldest daughter of the Bai family who is famous all over the world. She is a warrior with strong bones and a woman who will not be inferior to men.

There is a more condensed and calm aura lingering all over his body, and there is also a hint of majesty and iron-clad domineering.

This made him feel that the action of patting his head was a kind of blasphemy to his upright sister.

Finally, he shook the mud off Bai Mingwei's body and said with a smile: "From now on, we brothers and sisters support each other, and no one is alone."

He understood that this feeling of being ordered to do something in danger was no easier than the trek he had been traveling these days.

What he wants to do is to make the conspiracy behind Yinshan exposed to the world.

But what Mingwei is doing is more and more difficult things besides sticking to the line of defense of protecting the family and the country.

It is precisely because of understanding that I feel more distressed.

At this moment, he missed the little crybaby in Chengtian Temple and the little girl who had no scruples in front of him.

He wanted to say it again: Brother Qi is back, and Mingwei doesn't have to bear everything alone.

But he couldn't say anything anymore. How could he comfort his sister for her hard work of standing upright and avenging her father, uncle and brother?

Bai Mingwei understood Brother Qi's hesitation, and also understood the pain in Brother Qi's eyes that was like broken glass. Finally, she pulled up Bai Yu's clothes: "Brother Qi is back, Mingwei is very happy."

I cried with joy, but didn't know how to express it.

This armor restrained her too much after all.

Bai Yu finally couldn't bear it any longer, and the overwhelming heartache surged over him. His eyes were red, and he stared at his sister in front of him, and said sincerely, "I'm also happy to see Mingwei," and couldn't say anything else after that. Any sound.

Seeing this, Bai Mingwei slowly leaned his head on Bai Yu's shoulder. It only took a moment, but he stood upright again: "Brother Qi, after you get well, can you fly the kite with me again?"

Bai Yu nodded hurriedly: "Once, twice, ten times, a hundred times... Brother Seven is willing. Brother Seven will definitely make the most beautiful paper kite. When the time comes, we, brother and sister, will hold the string together and watch the kite fly in the blue." Rising higher and higher in the pure sky.”

Bai Ming smiled: "It's great that Brother Qi can come back, it's great!"

As long as Brother Seven can be fine.

Even if it costs her life, she is willing.

Bai Yu stopped talking, and just gently pushed her tangled temples behind her ears. This action may have been inappropriate, but in this situation, he didn't pay much attention to it.

This is what he did most when they were still young.

He just wanted to tell his sister that no matter what happened, he was still the seventh brother who took care of her in the palm of his hand.

Bai Mingwei stood quietly, letting her brother's hand gently brush her ear. From beginning to end, she didn't say a word, but the warmth in her heart already overflowed her entire body.

Thousands of words turned into one sentence: "It's great that Brother Seven is back!"

The brother and sister tacitly hid their care and distress for each other in their hearts, and quietly enjoyed the joy that their reunion brought them.

After separation in life and death, this reunion is extremely precious.

……

Feng Qingchen held the little white ferret in her hands and stood silently under the window, lost in memories.When they found the Seventh Young Master, he was already dying. He was holding a rope in his hand, and tied to the other end of the rope was Li Xianzhao, who was in a more serious condition.

The man who was already on the verge of death still relied on his strong strength to wave the half-broken dagger when he approached, and pounced on him fiercely, like a wounded and angry beast.

He did not see the tragic situation of the Seventh Young Master, but only smelled the rotting stench of the Seventh Young Master's body and the lingering smell of blood.

Listening to the weak breathing, he knew that the Seventh Young Master was seriously injured.

But despite this, the explosive power in that moment made him, a man who had experienced many battles, feel terrified.

He thought in his heart at that time, did this former noble master rely on his beast-like survivability to capture Li Xianzhao all the way?
Faced with this situation, he told the Seventh Young Master: "Mingwei asked me to come."

But the Seventh Young Master didn't believe it, so he still held the broken sword and attacked.

Facing the endless fight with the Seventh Young Master, he spoke again: "Mingwei and her Seventh Brother have a secret. It is a very ugly little portrait. Mingwei told me that the person painted in the portrait is the memory of the Seventh Brother. The mother inside."

Then, he drew the pattern on the ground.

The Seventh Young Master asked him warily: "Are you suffering from eye disease?"

He nodded: "Yes, Mingwei taught me how to draw this pattern step by step. Is it similar?"

The Seventh Young Master asked again: "Are you the blind military advisor next to Mingwei?"

He nodded again: "I am her blind military advisor."

The Seventh Young Master said to himself: "Yes, if Mingwei didn't trust you, he wouldn't tell you this secret."

As soon as the words fell, the Seventh Young Master, who had removed all his defenses, completely fainted.

Zero told him that the Seventh Young Master's chapped hands were covered in blood and flesh, and the flesh was stuck to the handle of the knife. It could be seen that he had never let go during this period and had been holding on to this only self-defense weapon.

If it had been a step later, the sword hilt would have grown together with the flesh of the hand.

Zero also said that the Seventh Young Master's abdomen was abnormally swollen, as if he had indigestion caused by eating tree bark and grass roots.

Ling also said that the Seventh Young Master was covered in wounds, and several of them were infected. The long-term malnutrition and running around had exhausted all his energy, and the combination of injuries and illnesses had brought him to the end of his strength.

Later, he discovered that the Seventh Young Master was being hunted by a group of well-trained martial arts masters. Even with the combined power of him and Ling, it took a lot of effort to kill those assassins.

It can be seen that the life of the Seventh Young Master has not been easy these days, but this Seventh Young Master, who was born as a scholar, was able to avoid the pursuit of so many masters. He is worthy of being the most outstanding person among the seven grandchildren.

Facts have proved that the Seventh Young Master's vitality is indeed tenacious. After only a few days of recovery, his body recovered at an extremely fast speed.

Feng Qingchen's mind quickly drifted away from the memories.

He listened to the conversation in the room with a somewhat complicated mood.

There is joy.

However, at this moment, Bai Yu was not the only one feeling distressed in her heart.

He has never regarded Bai Mingwei as the omnipotent leader of an army.

He can see the fragility behind the strength, and he also knows the difficulty behind the easy surface.

So he always regarded Bai Mingwei as a little girl who needed protection and care.

However, in this long time, the little girl has never shown weakness in front of him, even once.

Only when you are too sick to be confused will you take off your armor to the teeth and turn into a weak little shrimp ball.

He originally thought that this silly girl would show her softness in front of the seventh brother, but he didn't expect that this silly girl was used to guarding her. Even in front of the brother whom she had relied on since childhood, she was still the strong and resolute girl.

Feng Qingchen sighed, feeling as if he had been run over by thousands of troops. He had always wanted to be that big tree that sheltered him from the wind and rain.

Now it seems that even if he grows luxuriantly, the little girl may not come close to him.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise outside the door, but it was the sound of a flowerpot being kicked open.

Bai Yu looked past Bai Mingwei and landed on the tall figure outside the door. A smile instantly filled his face: "Axiao!"

(End of this chapter)