Chapter 177

The Iraqi dragged out the recliner left by Pei Ruochen in the hall, and lay on it by himself. He woke up from sleep and wasted his time in a fair way.

How nice it would be if Pei Ruochen were still there. Yi people almost miss him.

When Lu Chuan interrogated the Beijing official and learned that Pei Ruochen was in a different body, Yi wanted to be looking for him all the time. Even if she couldn't do anything, she had to accompany him.

The human feelings of this world are cold and warm, and Iraqis don't understand it. She also knew that after Pei Ruochen finished all this, there could be no other people around her.

She didn't meet Pei Ruochen occasionally, but begged Luchuan for a long time. Every day, Xiaochuan and Xiaochuan called Luchuan upset and wanted to raise a sword to kill several times, but she thought of Feng Jiu and endured it.

Finally, I had to take her to find Pei Ruochen.

Otherwise, with Yi's luck and the vast sea of people, where can you say you can meet it?

However, it's natural to go with him.

Pei Ruochen is a sensitive and self respecting person, and Yi people know it.

But the days together are happy. Even many times, Yi people want to live like this all the time. Pei Ruochen will never get sick, and life will always be so leisurely and happy.

They are like brothers and sisters. No one will ask or expect anyone. They just care, support and love each other.

That is the ideal life of Yi people.

Then, he Lanxue came, overbearing and did not know the so-called, talking to himself.

Then Pei Ruochen fell.

When Pei Ruochen fell, Yi finally felt helpless.

She couldn't turn to anyone for help. She couldn't do anything. She had to watch Pei Ruochen, use the fireworks signal left by Liu Zhufeng, and summon the people from Liuyuan to help.

It was not as easy for Dugu Xi to tell the secret of the supreme figure.

Yi spent three days sitting by Pei Ruochen's bed.

She kept changing angles to the light and looked at the legendary supreme picture.

If Dugu Xi put a world in it, why not put a life?

She must save Pei Ruochen.

Yes, yes.

So, after the second sleepless night, Yiren finally found the small line of words.

Also in the lightning, stone and fire, I know the secret of the supreme map.

So she invited Dugu Xi to have that conversation.

In the next three days after Pei Ruochen was taken away by Dugu Xi, Yi slept for three days, as if she hadn't slept well for a long time.

Although she was happy in Dongshan, she was worried that Pei Ruochen would leave suddenly all the time. Therefore, she really hadn't slept well for a long time.

Plus the toss of Helan snow. I am tired.

Now it's finally good.

She shook again and looked at the green sky above her head. Although her head was still dizzy, she was really sleepy.

No matter what experiment Dugu Xi wants to do, no matter what he lanwushuang wants to express, no matter what he Lanxue is doing now, no matter what martial arts master, Liu Se and Yan Han are thinking about. Anyway, she has the sunshine, tree shadow, peace and silence. She knows that the people she cares about are safe and healthy. That's enough.

Yi turned over contentedly and continued his sleep.

In the bamboo forest, the imperial doctors who rushed from the capital of the Chinese dynasty are coming here at a fast pace, while the black guards of the Yan country have formed a small encirclement circle, including the people in charge of supervision of the Chinese dynasty.

The killing is silent.

The people on the other side of the Chinese Empire were caught off guard. Although they had detected the spies of the Yanguo in the past, they could not detect hostility, and he Lanxue also told them not to conflict with the Yanguo as much as possible, so they didn't arouse much vigilance.

Today, the number of people in Yanguo has soared, and all of them are exterminators.

There are few survivors left in China.

The quiet bamboo forest was soon stained with blood.

There is Bo Bo's blood flowing along the stream through the ditch behind Yi's house.

Yi is still sleeping.

But in his sleep, there was a faint smell of blood.

She suddenly felt very uneasy, her eyelids moved, and then suddenly opened them.

In front of her, there were three rows of people in black.

The leader arched his hand and said politely and authoritarianly, "Miss Yi, the Lord misses her very much. Please move to Yanguo for a gathering."

They had swords in their hands, dripping with blood.

The Iraqi looked at them in amazement.

That's not a kind greeting from version Q.

Blood invitation.

A sudden pain in the abdomen.

Yi people have a very strange feeling: the Yanhan they see again may not be the gentle Yanhan they used to be.

Yiren is really pregnant.

More than a dozen imperial doctors in Yanguo consulted and got the same answer. The last chance of Yanhan no longer exists.

Since that day, the Iraqi was forcibly taken to the Yan state, he had never seen the Yan cold. Only countless doctors came to feel the pulse, asked, and then left.

On the tenth day, Yanhan finally appeared.

At that time, Yiren was sleeping. She was tired enough to be tossed by the Royal doctors coming and going these days. When she heard the voice, she opened her eyes vaguely. There was a tall figure in front of the bed. The shadow cast down, almost blocking the light outside.

She half propped up and didn't have much spirit. Recently, she was surprisingly lazy and depressed.

"Burning cold?"

The man was against the light, and Yi couldn't see his face clearly.

Yan Han was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and approached her, "do you still feel uncomfortable?"

"It's OK." Yi replied cleverly, "and you?"

"I'm not bad either." Yanhan sat by her bed and answered faintly.

Yiren had already sat up straight. She leaned against the bed board and looked carefully at Yan Han's side face.

He is still as thin as a knife, axe and chisel, but his eyebrows and eyes are deep, too deep. From the side, Yi can't see his expression clearly.

"You are pregnant, do you know?" Yan Han asked softly.

Yiren was stunned. He looked down at his flat stomach and shook his head. He was full of five flavors in his heart. It can't be said whether it was joy or depression.

After a while, she still smiled, "now I know."

Have children?

Yi is a little confused. She is still a child herself. How can she be responsible for a child if she can't be responsible for herself?

But there was a wonderful sense of tolerance in her heart. She knew that she must be responsible for the child. She's going to be a mother.

Any girl, or any race, must experience the baptism of "mother".

"Mother" is the mantra that transcends everything.

"The child's father doesn't know yet." Yanhan said, "if you stay, I'll raise him as my own."

Yanhan made this decision, especially difficult.

His voice was quite calm, still like he said he would treat he Lanxue as a friend by the pond that day.

The Iraqi looked at him quietly.

Yan Han also turned his head and looked at her level.

"Stay, I, you and our upcoming children. You will be very happy." Yanhan reiterated, and then looked into Yi's eyes without blinking.

Her lips trembled. The original round face quickly lost weight because of the recent bad diet.

Her beauty is more and more vivid because of her thin, which is a face between a girl and a woman.

"But you are not the child's father." she did not directly refuse Yanhan, but roundly reminded: "his biological father is still alive, and... I didn't decide to give him up."

Although he Lanxue has always been self righteous and annoying, he didn't intend to give him up from beginning to end.

Just angry. Who won't be angry?

The burning cold look slightly changed, and the tight thin lips stretched a little. They seemed to say something, but they didn't say anything.

His eyes soon changed from indescribably fierce to peaceful.

"Never mind." Yanhan turned his head, picked up the soup medicine from the table and whispered, "drink the medicine first. As for other things, think about it later."

The Iraqi took it over and said thoughtfully, "you must have a lot of things. Don't stay here with me. I'll sleep again." then she took a strict drink.

Yanhan didn't insist on staying. He made a noise, then stood up and took care of her quilt.

After Yanhan went out, the Iraqi vomited the medicine in his mouth into the bowl, then got up quietly and poured them all into the flower pot by the window.

She looked out of the window. The wind in Yanguo was very strong and the wind roared past.

White clouds billow.

"Ah Xue, I'm not angry with you. Come to me quickly."

The Iraqi muttered to himself, and his men consciously pressed on his abdomen. There was no worry between his eyebrows.

Yan Han went out of the door and stopped when he came to the yard where Yi had been basking in the sun.

He took out the medicine bag in his arms and shook it open. The wind blew. The air was full of white smoke.

"Didn't the LORD put it into the medicine?" Mr. Wei asked softly when he appeared behind Yanhan.

Yan Han smiled and shook his head, "let them give the girl a good rest."

If she really knocked out Yi's child, she may not forgive herself in her life.

Yan Han will not forgive himself.

If you hold something too tight, should you consider loosening it?

She slept all afternoon. In the evening, she got up and looked carefully at the flowerpot.

The flowers in the flowerpot are still lush and fresh without any trace of failure.

I'm a little shy.

She wrongly blamed Yanhan, but the feeling that Yanhan gave her just now made her have to be vigilant.

Maybe once you have something you care about, people will become suspicious. Can't trust completely, just because it's not just yourself who bears the final result.

But she even suspected that it was cold.

She doubted her good cold!

The more she thought, the more she felt that she was really not a good dish, and the more she felt sorry for Yanhan. She moved to the door and whispered to the two maids who served her, "what is Yanhan doing now? Will he come?"

If Yan Han returns, Yi must apologize carefully and carefully.

"Lord, I've been very busy recently. I heard... I heard that there has been a fight in Suiyuan, and the Chinese dynasty has started a war with the country of inflammation." the little maid in waiting said quickly.

Another maid in waiting mercilessly gouged her out. The little maid in waiting turned pale and immediately stopped talking.

The Iraqi stood in the same place.

Finally... There was a fight.

However, he Lanxue's regime has just been handed over, and everything in China is still so unstable. Why did he fight?

Naturally, she didn't know that this stop was more or less due to her.

The provocation of Yan Han has made Helan Xue endure for too long, and the abduction of the Iraqi has become the last straw.

In particular, at the moment when the Chinese spy in Yanguo spread the letter, he Lanxue couldn't bear it anymore.