On the way back on horseback, Wei Nuan saw Feng Qinghan approaching from far away. At first, he could not see his expression clearly, but as he got closer and closer, he could see it more and more clearly. He looked anxious and worried, and there was also a trace of worry on his face.
It's not much better, it's all blood, and the white clothes have turned into blood clothes. It seems that the battle situation on his side is also very tragic.
These soldiers worked much harder than they expected. It is not known whether the bloody spirit of the past few days has been aroused.
Feng Qinghan jumped up and landed on Wei Nuan's horse. He held her waist with one hand and held the reins with the other hand. His movements were all done in one go, which was extremely handsome. Wei Nuan was immediately conquered.
Riding a horse with the man she loves is definitely happiness. It is completely different from the feeling she had with Feng Churui and Yu Zhijue. She leaned on Feng Qinghan's chest and felt very at ease, even though both of them were very happy.
He was embarrassed, but the smile on his face came from the heart and looked very happy.
"I'm leaving." After riding quickly for a while, Feng Qinghan slowed down and whispered into Wei Nuan's ear.
Wei Nuan responded softly. She knew very well that Feng Qinghan was leaving. It was good to be able to stay for a few days. She understood very well that although she would be a little sentimental, she wouldn't feel anything bad.
"Be careful. Now that the Blood Moon Flute is in your hands, they are likely to come and snatch it away." Wei Nuan was still very worried.
"Yes, so do you."
"I'll go over after the aftermath work here is over."
There are only some aftermath matters left here. Once Yu Zhijue leaves the camp, she can leave too. After working hard for so long, she cannot fail in the end. She must have a beginning and an end.
Feng Qinghan and Wei Nuan didn't talk much after that, until Feng Qinghan left. The two hugged each other and watched Feng Qinghan leave.
"Look, I bet that Ah Zhu is thinking about Qing Han now." Meng Liao and Ah Li came over. Meng Liao saw Wei Nuan's distracted look and knew that he must be thinking about Feng Qing Han, so he left.
Missing you is inevitable.
Wei Nuan turned her head and said to him, "Can you stop making sarcastic remarks? Treat these wounds on my body as soon as possible, otherwise I will be covered with scars."
"It's not good for me to handle it for you. Let Bai You handle it for you."
"Why haven't I seen you being taboo before?" Wei Nuan felt a little strange. Meng Liao didn't have so many scruples before. In his eyes, there was only the difference between patients and non-patients, not men and women. Why did he start to care about it now?
She looked at Ah Li, who shook his head, saying that he was not sure what Meng Liao was thinking. He was a man who was always in a state of flux, who knew what he was thinking at this moment.
Later, it was Bai You who treated her wounds. This time, there were no major injuries, but quite a few minor injuries. But with Meng Liao and Bai You around, there was basically no problem, and there probably wouldn't even be any scars.
"Azhu, how long do we need to wear it here?"
"It won't take long, probably seven or eight days or maybe ten days."
"That's good, that's good. I don't have to live a miserable life anymore." Meng Liao was tired of staying in this place. The main reason was that this place was too windy and sandy, and people couldn't keep themselves fresh and clean. This feeling was very uncomfortable.
He still misses a stable life, and this kind of war life is not suitable for him.
"After we finish here, we can meet up with Qinghan. After everything over there is finished, we can live a good life." Meng Liao stretched out and began to look forward to it.