Yan Wei'er woke up and found herself lying comfortably in Jilian Bino's arms, with no sword in between. For some reason, she was attached to this feeling, the warm body temperature and the good smell.
As soon as she moved, Jilian Bino woke up.
"Are you scared without a sword?" Jilian Bino chuckled.
Yan Wei'er quickly sat up and hid her blush: "Of course I'm afraid, lustful..."
Jilenbino turned over and immediately pressed her down: "You turned a deaf ear to my words." His tone was majestic, but there was a smile in his eyes.
Yan Wei'er struggled so hard that her whole body became hot, and she begged for mercy: "Young Master Ji Lian, Wei'er was wrong." She admitted her mistake sincerely, and only hoped to escape from his clutches as soon as possible.
Ji Lembino smiled and let her go: "Then remember, if you use this word again in the future, I will never forgive you." His threat had long since lost its effectiveness.
"By the way, where did you put the medicine for me?" Yan Wei'er had been changing his medicine every day during this period, but she was worried about it for no reason.
Jilianbino pointed to the box that Jasmine placed next to the bed last night: "It should be here."
Yan Wei'er skillfully changed his dressing, and seeing that his injury was almost healed, he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"Okay, you can sleep a little longer." Yan Wei'er said like a virtuous little wife, "I'll go for a walk."
Jilenbino grabbed her in his hand and said, "Wait, I'll go with you." He was amused by his own reaction and was always on guard against her escaping. In fact, in this vast grassland, where would she dare to run?
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The two of them came out of the tent. The sky was only slightly bright, and the morning air was cool to the core. Jilianbino turned around and got into the tent, took out Yan Wei'er's cloak and put it on her, tying the knot carefully.
"The grass has withered like this in winter, so what do the cattle and sheep eat?" Yan Weier asked casually when he saw the withered yellow grassland and the desolate color.
"In autumn, the herdsmen will cut the grass to dry and store it. In winter, the cattle and sheep will eat the hay." Ji Lianbino patiently explained to her, longing for the day when Yan Wei'er would become his wife. Naturally,
You have to work hard to take care of such a big family business.
He also told Yan Weier about the black and white disasters in the grassland that nomads fear most. He prayed last night in the hope that he could survive the winter safely.
When the two walked out of the camp, they saw Ji Lianxuanwu's lonely figure from a distance, standing like a bleak tree where the withered grass met the sky.
"Your Ji Lian family are all weirdos, all of them are cold and cold." Yan Wei'er murmured.
"How many people from Ji Lian's family have you met?" Ji Lianbinuo smiled slightly. In front of her, he had a good temper and always greeted her with a smile, but he was still criticized.
Yan Wei'er thought about it and had never seen many of them: "You are the 'cold young master', right? Your brother Ji Lianxuanwu also has a straight face all day long..."
"He has a blood feud on him."
"I also have a blood feud." Yan Wei'er answered smoothly, but the air froze into ice, making it difficult to breathe smoothly.
"Wei'er, I..." Jilianbino was very embarrassed, a wound that would never heal.
"Okay, Jilian Bino!" Yan Wei'er said crisply: "When you go back from the ranch, you take your Yangguan Road, and I'll cross my single-plank bridge, okay?"
"Impossible!" Ji Lianbinuo said coldly: "Yan Wei'er, please listen to me. You are my Ji Lianbinuo's woman. You should never escape."
"I am not your accessory, nor your private property. You killed my mother. I will not avenge this revenge. You! You destroyed my innocence, and I admit it! What else do you want from me?"
Yan Weier turned pale with anger.
"I said that I will spend my whole life to compensate you." Jilianbino looked at the gradually brightening sky with his hands behind his hands: "Even if I don't have much time, I will do my best to compensate you."
"Does your compensation include threats, trampling and imprisonment?" Yan Weier said aggressively.
Quilenbino had never experienced such a setback in his life. He silently did many things for her, including identity, status, and meticulous care and concern. That is what many women want throughout their lives.
, he gave it all to this woman.
But she cruelly positioned it as a threat, trampled on and imprisoned.
Yan Weier said with sadness: "My mother was only sixteen years old when she married my father. She was forced to marry because of threats. If she didn't become my father's concubine, my father would take back the land.
, and asked them to pay compensation. What if they got married later? They were tortured..."
"Wei'er, it's different, never the same." Jilianbino's assurance was so vulnerable in the cold wind.
"What will be the difference?" Yan Wei'er smiled coolly: "If you killed my mother, there would be no love between us. The reason why you are so kind to me now is because Wei Yu is back.
You feel guilty. I have never participated in Yan Wuchen's dirty transactions, but you inexplicably put this debt on my head."
Jilianbenuo was forced to retreat steadily by her, and she couldn't explain anything. It was clear that some things were not as she imagined, but she really couldn't explain it. It was like falling into a swamp and trying to exert force, but the harder she tried, the deeper she sank.
.
He underestimated her.
He originally thought she was just more articulate than the average girl, but she was far more than that.
I thought fortune telling was just a trick of a charlatan, but she managed to do it quite well. At least, she has accurately calculated two things so far, especially Wei Yu's return date, which is so surprising.
Last night's "Yan Shang" stunned everyone. She was like a fairy who walked straight into his heart. She didn't hide anything, and her smile was light. She filled his whole heart in one go, and she didn't want to give any space to anyone else.
woman.
But now she told him--"There can be no feelings between us."
"You've given up on this." Jilian Bino said in such a strange tone: "I won't let you escape." When he spoke like this, his heart ached.
"Whatever." Yan Wei'er's voice was extremely cold. She had a cold face and wanted to turn around and leave.
Jilian Bino also looked cold, but he held her body in his arms with his big hands, his face expressionless.
Yan Wei'er didn't even struggle, she just snuggled into his broad arms with no expression on her face.
For a long time, Jilianbino's voice choked with sobs: "Wei'er, don't do this to me."
Yan Wei'er buried her head in his chest and wrapped her hands around his waist involuntarily: "How wonderful it would be if you didn't kill my mother!" How wonderful it would be if you didn't kill her mother. Don't
In fact, it has been ignored. Faced with such a man, who can not be tempted?
Jilianbino wanted to say to her: "Give me some more time." But he held it back. Could it be that if he gave her more time, her mother could be resurrected? His chin rubbed her hair, and in the cold
In the wind, he murmured: "Wei'er, don't do this to me." He didn't know that the little person in his arms was already crying.
In the withered winter, everything is hopeless. The heart is dead.