Chapter 15 Back to normal Nalan Qingyi and his party were led by witnesses to find the place where Jing Yirong had fallen. The person leading the way carefully looked at the people behind them, not knowing where they all came from.
Dressed in splendid clothes, the aristocratic temperament wrapped around his body is beyond what ordinary people like them can compare with.
"Yirong!" Nalan Qingyi's voice was filled with joy and trembling. Everyone saw that Jing Yirong was lying flat on an open space. Nalan Qingyi hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Jing Yirong into his arms. The joy of regaining it made him
The whole ball was filled, and Nalan Qingyi felt that even her hands holding Jing Yirong were trembling. She was so scared, afraid that she would disappear in the next second.
"Let me take a look." Scholar Tang touched Jing Yirong's hand. Nalan Qingyi looked at Scholar Tang eagerly, "How are you, Yi Rong?"
"There is nothing serious about her body. She probably fainted temporarily due to some kind of impact." Scholar Tang looked around and asked, "Why did the person who rescued her put her here again? Unless he knew we would be here.
Come to find her?"
Bu Chenche glanced at Scholar Tang. He had also thought about Scholar Tang's speculation yesterday. No matter how long he had been unable to find out Jing Yirong's whereabouts a few days ago, how could such a coincidence happen today? Of course, there was only one possibility.
Their words and deeds are basically controlled by some people. Looking around, Jing Yirong is lying peacefully, but there is no figure of Dianjun around.
Nalan Qingyi carried Jing Yirong and walked to her residence. From now on, he would guard Jing Yirong without leaving until she wakes up.
Nalan Zhenqi looked at Jing Yirong who was surrounded by people from a distance, and suddenly said, "Brother, since I have found the people, I will go back first. It is relatively unsafe to lead the soldiers of the Hades Kingdom to walk freely within the borders of the Yu Kingdom.
OK."
"Aren't you waiting for Master to wake up?" Nalan Zhijin looked up at Nalan Zhenqi.
"No," Nalan Zhenqi stroked Nalan Zhijin's head, "Take good care of yourself, take good care of your big brother, take good care of..." Nalan Zhenqi smiled bitterly, his eyes falling on Nalan Qing's sleeping body.
Jing Yirong was in Yi's arms, and finally said: "Please don't tell her that I came back."
"Seventh brother..."
"If you want me to stop being in such pain, don't let her know that I have been looking for her." Nalan Zhenqi looked at Nalan Qingyi, "Brother, can you agree to my request?"
"I promise you." Nalan Qingyi replied, turning sideways and looking at Xiao Yan and Mo Feiyu, "Don't mention Zhenqi's return in front of Jing Yirong."
"Yes." Xiao Yan and Mo Feiyu nodded in agreement. Mo Feiyu felt a little vague about the relationship between Nalan Zhenqi and Jing Yi from the beginning to the end. How could a pair of masters and apprentices who care about each other end up today?
This kind of situation.
Nalan Zhenqi looked at Qiao Shuang'er and smiled at her, then he mounted his horse and led hundreds of soldiers, leaving the bottom of the cliff in a mighty manner. He didn't want to wait for her to wake up, but he was afraid of seeing the longing in her eyes, and was afraid
My own soft heart could not remain indifferent to her pain after all.
After returning to her residence, Nalan Qingyi followed Jing Yirong step by step. After sitting by the bed for five hours, Jing Yirong slowly opened her eyes. Nalan Qingyi was surprised and tried to suppress the excitement in her heart, tenderly
He called out, "clothes and appearance."
The first thing Jing Yirong saw was Nalan Qingyi's familiar and affectionate gaze. There was some tension and joy on the familiar face. The person he had missed for nearly half a month was right in front of him.
Yi Rong felt that it was too happy to be able to see Nalan Qingyi when she opened her eyes. Her delicate lips gently curved into a dazzling and beautiful smile, "Qingyi."
"I miss you so much." Nalan Qingyi hugged Jing Yirong into his arms. Whenever he thought of the scene of Jing Yirong falling off the cliff, his heart would be severely pulled. "I'm so scared. I'm afraid that you will stay like this."
I can't bear this kind of pain alone in this world. If Zhijin hadn't stopped me that day, I would have followed you and jumped off the cliff."
"I'm so glad that you didn't jump. I'm so glad that you waited for me to come back." Jing Yirong reached out and touched Nalan Qingyi's face. Only in this way can she have such a real feeling, "Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you will be the first
The first thing is to protect yourself, everything I do will have meaning only if you are alive."
Nalan Qingyi nodded, "I will, I will be here waiting for you to come back. But don't get hurt again and disappear again, okay? You also know that I am too useless, my heart is not as strong as yours, no
No way to get hit a second time."
"I will protect myself well." Jing Yirong raised her fingers as if to promise, "From now on I will definitely protect myself well and try not to get hurt."
Only then did Nalan Qingyi feel at ease. She smiled when she remembered what Jing Yirong said when she fell off the cliff that day, "Do you still remember what that woman said to me before she fell off the cliff?"
Jing Yirong thought for a moment before remembering her confession. Before she fell off the cliff, she was afraid that she would never have the chance to tell Nalan Qingyi what she felt. Now that she thought about it, she felt a little arrogant and bowed her head shyly, "I don't remember."
"Don't remember?" Nalan Qingyi felt disappointed, "Don't you have any impression at all? Maybe you can figure it out after thinking about it."
Jing Yirong lowered his head, and his voice was too small to be heard, "I really forgot, I will get a headache if I think about it again." "Then forget it, don't think about it anymore." Although Nalan Qingyi was disappointed, she still felt sorry for Jing Yi.
Rong, and then showed a smile like Chen Xi's, "As long as you are by my side, I will know your thoughts even if you don't say it."
"Master, master, are you awake?" Nalan Zhijin's cry came from outside the house, and Nalan Qingyi felt it was a pity, "Why can't Tenth Brother let us spend more time together?"
Jing Yirong laughed, "It doesn't matter. We still have a lifetime to be together."
"Yes." Nalan Qingyi felt very satisfied after listening to Jing Yirong's words. He helped Jing Yirong sit up and opened the door. Nalan Zhijin, Xiao Yan, Tang Shusheng and Mo Feiyu ran away
As soon as we entered the house, the hut was packed.
When Scholar Tang saw that Jing Yirong's face was rosy and he didn't appear tired, he let go of his worries.
"Master, you finally woke up. I was so worried about you." Nalan Zhijin held Jing Yirong's hand and refused to let go. Now he finally knew how worried his master was when he was injured before.
"What can happen to your master? Nothing that can knock your master down has happened yet." Jing Yirong patted Nalan Zhijin's hand and looked around the room with a smile until he was sure that except for Tang Shusheng and Mo Feiyu
Only when there was no one else outside did a trace of disappointment appear in his eyes, and he left.
Scholar Tang saw Jing Yirong's appraising look in his eyes, "Who are you looking for?"
"No one." Jing Yirong replied calmly, but Scholar Tang said, "If you are looking for the person you want to find, then I can tell you that he appeared before, but he just left first."
Jing Yirong looked at Scholar Tang in surprise, wondering if he had seen through her thoughts. Scholar Tang seemed to understand what Jing Yirong was thinking, "You don't have to be so surprised, I'm not that powerful to know who you are looking for at a glance, but
When that person appeared, his expression was the same as yours, with longing hidden in his bitterness."
"Thank you." Jing Yirong knew that Scholar Tang was trying to comfort herself, thinking that Nalan Zhenqi had also seen through it when he came to find her. In fact, the most painful thing now should be Zhenqi's, and she could at least miss her as much as she wanted.
But his thoughts are mixed with torture. Zhenqi is sorry. Even though he wants to minimize the harm you have suffered, he still cannot bandage your wounds with his own hands.
Scholar Tang gave a faint smile and was able to make Jing Yirong say thank you. It seemed that Nalan Zhenqi really held a heavy weight in Jing Yirong's heart.
"Master, is the person who fell off the cliff with you still alive? We only found you but didn't see him." Nalan Zhijin asked doubtfully.
"He can't die," Jing Yirong turned to Scholar Tang again, "Do you know who saved me?"
"Do I know him?" Scholar Tang was confused.
"Ye Yu," Jing Yirong replied, "Maybe you are not interested in him, but I also met someone you have always wanted to see."
"Xue Li?" Scholar Tang asked excitedly.
Jing Yirong nodded, "Yes, I met Xue Li. I know the delay is a bit long this time, but don't worry, we will leave for Nether City early tomorrow morning."
"If you feel any physical discomfort, please rest for a few days." Scholar Tang was not impatient or impatient. Jing Yirong raised his eyebrows slightly, showing confusion. Scholar Tang's cheeks were slightly red and he coughed in embarrassment, "If you really do it for me,
I've exhausted myself looking for Xue Li, and I'm afraid Nalan Qingyi will come to settle the score with me."
Jing Yirong chuckled, "So you have some conscience."
"I really want to thank King Junqi for finding you this time. If his men hadn't gotten the news, we probably wouldn't have been able to find you." Nalan Qingyi poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Jing Yirong, "I originally wanted to treat him to a meal.
But he has already left for Netherworld City this afternoon."
"King Junqi also helped?"
"Yes." Xiao Yan replied hurriedly, "He specially mobilized nearly a hundred officers and soldiers to search for them in ten teams covering a radius of hundreds of miles."
Jing Yirong drank tea in silence. She was a little surprised that King Junqi would find her. Is it because of Qiao Shuang'er? King Junqi, when have you ever treated a woman with such heart and soul? But do you know Qiao Shuang'er?
The person Shuang'er cares about more in her heart is you instead of Nalan Zhenqi.
"You just woke up, you should rest for a while, let's go back first." Scholar Tang interrupted Jing Yirong's thoughts. Jing Yirong nodded slightly, Nalan Zhijin and Xiao Yan also retreated. Nalan Qing
Yi stood up and said, "I've boiled some medicine for you to replenish your body and I'm going to get it for you right now. Just wait a moment."
"Yes." Jing Yirong responded obediently. As soon as Nalan Qingyi left the room, Jing Yirong felt a sense of depression in the room. As soon as he raised his head, he saw Ye Xie Mingji sitting by the bed, still letting her sleep quietly.
Caught off guard, "It's you again."
Ye Xieming took the tea cup from Jing Yirong's hand and took a sip of tea at the place where Jing Yirong drank, "It sounds like you don't welcome me."
"I never wanted to welcome you." Jing Yirong threw the teacup in Ye Xieming's hand. The teacup shattered on the ground and the sound of sharp fragments seemed to scratch her heart, making her irritated for no reason. If she had ever seen
Ye Xieming only hated him, but seeing him now made him even more troubled.
Ye Xieming suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Jing Yirong's hand firmly. There was suppressed pain in his gloomy eyes, and he tried his best to suppress his longing in his cold voice, "You disappeared for a month, do you know that I'm going crazy?"
Crazy?!"
"Let go." Jing Yirong's cold voice extinguished Ye Xieming's heat like a bucket of cold water.
There was a chill in Ye Xieming's eyes, "Why can't you see my heart? Why are you not even willing to look at me one more time? Is Nalan Qingyi really that good?"
"You and Qing Yi are not to be compared together. Ye Xie Ming, don't you think you are too ridiculous?" Jing Yirong sneered, "At first you even had the intention of killing me, but now you inexplicably let me
As your woman, Ye Xieming, please don’t tell me that you are in love with my face.”
Ye Xieming locked eyes with Jing Yirong tightly, "You have no idea how I fell in love with you."
Ye Xieming's hot eyes made Jing Yirong unable to look directly at her. Jing Yirong said goodbye, "I don't want to understand and I'm not interested. Ye Xieming, I'll tell you calmly, I'm not interested in you at all."