Chapter 2000 Feng Clan: She is now a wife
When Jian Yi woke up, he found himself lying on the bed in the tent.
It's very quiet all around.
"Jiu'er."
Jianyi changed his sentence in a mute voice.
Feng Jiuer just stood up, turned around, and sat down again.
"You're awake."
She picked up his palm and couldn't hide the joy in her eyes.
"How long have I been asleep?"
Jianyi propped up his arms and sat up.
Feng Jiuer said nothing and silently checked his pulse before letting go of his hand.
"Five days."
Jian looked around and asked, "Where are we?"
Feng Jiuer turned around, poured a glass of water, and went back.
"Wait a minute. I'll bring you some food. Let's drink some water first."
The swords grasped Feng Jiuer's hand one by one, and he frowned: "The war has begun, right?"
"Um."
Feng Jiuer knew she couldn't hide it, so she nodded, "Drink."
Jianyi took the tea cup and drank the warm water in one gulp.
"Sorry! I made you worry."
His voice was very soft, but Feng Jiuer still heard it.
As she walked out, she stopped and did not look back.
"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have to suffer like this. We are a family and we will never speak the same language in the future!"
Feng Jiuer lifted the curtain and walked out.
Jian Yi rubbed his eyebrows, got out of bed, and put on his boots.
He came to the window and looked out the window.
Outside, it's full of life and lush greenery.
There are trees, grass, flowers, and not far away, there are two or three tents.
When Feng Jiuer came in, Jianyi put his hands behind his back and stood upright by the window sill.
The breeze blew in, blowing his hair and clothes.
The handsome side face has a bit of seductive beauty.
The white singlet blew gently, making him look like a fallen fairy.
"Drink some porridge, Brother Fairy."
Feng Jiuer joked, came to the low table, and put down the tray.
Jian turned around, pulled out his chair and sat down.
"You go and do your work, I won't leave."
He felt bad for wasting so much of her time because of him.
"Really so good?"
Feng Jiuer sat down, put her hands on the table, and supported her chin.
Jianyi raised his eyes and took a look, then said softly: "Let's rest for half a day before leaving."
Feng Jiuer shook her head, stretched out her hand, and slapped her shoulder.
"I'm almost out of shape. It's time to go out and stretch my muscles."
Jian Yi wanted to say that he would help her rub her shoulders or something, but thinking that she was now a wife, he had to give up.
"Go do what you should do, and I'll try not to hold you back."
Jianyi waved his hand, lowered his head, and drank his porridge.
Feng Jiuer stood up and stretched.
"It seems that he is recovering well! He can speak human language now."
"Then I'm leaving. Nothing happens. Don't leave. Wait until I kill her and then come back to play with you."
Feng Jiuer said it easily, but the tiredness on her brows couldn't deceive anyone.
"Well, let's go."
Jianyi finished the bowl of porridge and picked up the long spoon.
"Okay! Goodbye!"
Feng Jiuer waved her hand and left.
When Jianyi raised his eyes, he could no longer see her figure.
But he vaguely remembered how she took care of him and treated him tirelessly, day and night.
As soon as Feng Jiuer left the tent, her steps became much faster.
It has been three full days since leaving the war, and I don’t know what the specific situation is.
She jumped onto the white horse and rode forward.
The two women prepared everything, and when they chased them out, they could only see dust rising in the distance.
They did not dare to neglect, mounted their horses, and chased after him.
Feng Jiuer went all the way to the west, that was the area she was responsible for.
The current person in charge of the western theater is Zhao Yusheng.
In less than two hours, she arrived at the war camp area and, led by her brother, walked into the tent.
"Zhao Yusheng, how is the situation?"
This chapter has been completed!
