Qing Miao received careful treatment in the hospital. It was too late. Fortunately, it was full moon tonight. The ward shining with moonlight was not dark first, but it was a little brighter.

Qing Miao has become a demon who has no one to harm the country and the people.

She is very beautiful, but when she met Wei Jiu, she was just a bud, and when she fell in love with Wei Jiu, she was a budding flower, and when she met Wei Jiu again, she was the time when this beautiful flower bloomed.

It’s a pity that this little flower is a little haggard.

Qingmiao, who was lying on the hospital bed, was covered with a layer of gauze. The weather was stuffy and heavy rain seemed to be coming, but unfortunately the sky was clear.

Maybe it was the tranquility before the storm.

A bandage wrapped around her forehead, her face was pale and she had a different kind of beauty. The man with a pair of beautiful eyes standing in front of the window with a bare back, she missed the man she had been day and night, loved, thought about, and complained about.

I can't remember how many days and nights I haven't met.

I can't remember the last time I met.

I never expected to meet again.

Neither of them had ever thought about it.

I have never prepared what I should say after meeting.

There was no excitement and no ecstasy, but it was like returning to the wife's wife's wife came back, and the busy husband went out to go home.

Everything is natural!

Under the moonlight, you can vaguely see the scarred back. These wounds were all that she had never seen before. She once thought that he would live a very comfortable life as a Marquis of Zhiming. She once thought that he was the richest person in Chang'an, with no worries about food and clothing, and was free and easy.

She holds a grudge for this.

Now she knew that she was wrong and that he was not doing well.

"I know I've caused you a lot of trouble."

The voice was soft and guilty. The man's shoulders trembled slightly in front of the window, and then he replied calmly.

"I thought you were scared to death. There was indeed some trouble, but it was much smaller than going to war with Feng Ang in Lingnan. Don't worry about it, it's useless. Think about how to make your daughter recognize you, your biological mother."

When he mentioned his daughter, a hint of satisfaction appeared on Qingmiao's face.

She believed that the greatest happiness in her life was to have a daughter.

He smiled and said softly.

"You killed Li Yuanchang for me. Now I am still alive, and the royal family will not let go of this matter easily."

"I'm curious how you made Song Ludan and Wu Di so loyal to you."

"You have many enemies in Chang'an, and they will make a fuss about my life."

"How much money have you saved? Do you give your daughter a dowry?"

Asked the question, Wei Jiu chose to ignore Qing Miao's question, with the purpose of not wanting this woman to worry about these things that should not be worried about.

Qing Miao also felt Wei Jiu's meaning, lowered her head and admired the beautiful legs.

After a moment of quietness, she couldn't stand the quiet time she got along, took a deep breath and spoke again.

"The wound on your back..."

He tilted his head with his back to Qingmiao and said in confusion.

"Injury? Ah~~~~! I forgot if you don't say it. There are a little more injuries on my back. When I came back in Liangzhou, Li Ke and I broke the back and cleared some remnants of the thief who were undead. After being careless, they cut them a few times. It was a bit miserable at the beginning. I was almost cut off and bitten. It was also pierced by that guy Wu Di. Where did the other wounds come from."

While speaking, Wei Jiu suddenly felt a sense of softness and his delicate body pressed against his back.

Wei Jiu smiled at the corner of his mouth and turned to look at the woman who had caused him to collapse several times.

When Wei Jiu turned around, Qing Miao immediately covered her mouth. Compared with the man in front of her, what did her wound count?

If the wound on the spine is heartbreaking, then the wound on the front is shocking.

The scar on his shoulder, which was like snowflakes. This was the wound that was pierced by Wu Di with a spear. Wei Jiu couldn't remember how this scar came about. What made Qing Miao feel the most heartache was the scar that was cut across the abdomen and a little round scar left by a small weapon.

Wei Jiu remembered this round scar the most clearly.

This was left by the assassin sent by Li Yuan, and this scar was treated when he was most awake.

But at this moment, the corner of his mouth raised slightly and he smiled.

"I have forgotten how it came. There have been too many things in recent years and I have no time to calculate the origin of these scars. Isn't it ugly?"

"Yeah! It's ugly, and it's all for me."

"It's right"

Qing Miao spat, not as shy as Wei Jiu expected, nor pride, and very calm.

Some things should be said, some things should not be said. The two of them had a close relationship and stood in front of the window and watched the night view outside.

Suddenly! The moonlight gradually disappeared and the sky was covered with dark clouds.

The rain is still coming.

It was so big that it hit the glass window of the hospital, making a bump sound, and the room suddenly became dark. Wei Jiu wanted to light the candlelight, but Qing Miao hugged her arm tightly.

"Don't go, I'm afraid of the light."

"Hahaha."

Wei Jiu laughed, hugged the woman tightly, and said again.

"You are the future Korean lady and often attend dinners. You can't be so timid. At that time, you are afraid of the light during the state banquet. Can I still pick the sun off for you? That thing is a big fireball, um!!! It's bigger than a washbasin."

"Nonsense! You have said that the three-legged golden crow is a fireball, and you are not afraid that it will seek revenge on you."

"This is to give Houyi some face, otherwise I will shoot this one."

The room became quiet again, she was in his arms, and she held her tightly in her arms.

Maybe this is why the two like each other. She didn't want to answer and he didn't ask. He didn't want her to worry, but she still had to worry about it.

Qing Miao was always worried about how Wei Jiu would face the enemies in Chang'an. She was alive to give these people a chance to attack Wei Jiu. Even if she left or died now, she could not change the situation.

But Wei Jiu just didn't tell her the solution.

In fact, Wei Jiu didn't think of a solution. He was at ease with him only in Lingnan now, so Li Er could not chase him to Lingnan to find trouble.

A day of peace of mind counts as one day?

If you can't do it, just use money to suppress this matter. Didn't Li Er want the Wei family's cellar?

Give it to him!

Don't you want the Wei family's business?

Give it to him!

Even if Li Er takes these things away, it will not be public. Wei Jiu doesn't have to worry about the safety of his life.

And! If Li Er was not stupid, he would not have wasted his talent with a dead man who had been impeached and rebelled.

That’s right! Wei Jiu considers himself a talent in the Tang Dynasty.

At this time, Qing Miao spoke again.

"I won't go home in Lingnan for now. I will continue to live in Lingnan as a fox lady, but I won't hide the fact that I am a woman from the Wei family. Is this OK?"

After waiting for a long time, Qing Miao did not wait for the answer, and frowned slightly and spoke again.
Chapter completed!