Zhong Qing nodded. When she heard that he was okay, she felt as if she had come back to life. She kept repeating one sentence in her mouth: "As long as it's okay... As long as it's okay..."
Xu Ang understands the relationship between Zhongqing and the young marshal, and how it is built up bit by bit. Understanding that the young marshal is in love with the young marshal is heaven, earth, and everything. The same love for the young marshal is everything.
The world is life.
So, he stood at the door, looked at Zhong Qing's face that was distorted by worry, and said softly: "Madam Young Marshal, go in and see the Young Marshal..."
Zhongqing nodded, then walked towards the young marshal's ward with empty steps.
Opening the door, the sunlight inside the house is quiet.
A clean place.
That all-powerful man, so soft and astonishingly tall, was lying there, sleeping quietly, like a ceramic doll. He was so exquisite that just by looking at him, he felt that it was an unreal existence.
Zhongqing walked towards his bed with steps.
His face was very pale, his breathing was slightly rapid, his lips were pursed tightly, and his forehead was slightly frowned, as if he was dreaming about something terrible, and a low growl escaped from his mouth: "Xiaoqing, get down.
, there is a gun..."
Zhongqing was stunned at this moment.
Her heart felt as if she had been stabbed hard.
She stretched out her fingers and touched his skin gently. She found that the man who had always been warm was now a little cold. She pulled the corners of her mouth and forced herself to smile, then lowered her head and kissed him gently.
On his forehead, he stretched out his hand, grabbed his hand, and held it tightly.
As if he felt that she had arrived, his forehead relaxed slightly, and his tightly pursed lips relaxed. He held her hand in return, and a soft smile appeared on his face.
.
Zhongqing didn't move, she just let him hold her tightly. She thought she would cry, but for some reason, suddenly she just felt her eyes were sore and couldn't cry. She just had a feeling, that is
, not so scared anymore.
She is very afraid of death.
Caused by the shadow on the bottom of the heart.
But now, she feels that she is not afraid anymore.
With such a man by his side, why should he be afraid?
At night, Yi Jian woke up. Many people came to express condolences, but Xu Ang blocked them from the door and did not let them in.