Ye Moyan chuckled, then went to pour her a glass of water, and then walked over.
Ling Xuewei took the tea cup and drank it obediently. For a while, no one spoke.
Ling Xuewei drank and secretly glanced at Ye Moyan. When she met him, she quickly looked away and pretended that nothing happened. She looked like a little mouse that came out to steal food.
Seeing this scene, Ye Moyan suddenly smiled.
Low laughter echoed, and the tense atmosphere suddenly dissipated.
"What are you laughing at?"
Ling Xuewei knew Ye Moyan was laughing at her, and immediately glared at her fiercely.
Who is she so nervous about? How dare this person laugh?!
"It's my fault."
Ye Moyan admitted his mistake obediently, and the way he smiled made her heart skip a beat.
"Are you... not angry anymore?" Ling Xuewei asked.
Seeing Ling Xuewei's cautious look, Ye Moyan sighed, put his arms around her, and pulled her into his arms.
"sorry."
"Huh? You, why are you suddenly apologizing to me?" Ling Xuewei was even more confused, "It's weird..."
Ye Moyan was helpless.
Even though Ling Xuewei was so much younger than him, she always thought about him and tried her best to help him at all costs.
But he... put Ling Xuewei into danger more than once, and now, Ling Xuewei wants to watch his face so carefully.
He was such a failure as a husband.
Because I care too much, I am always afraid that Ling Xuewei will get hurt.
Be careful, but you can't help but get angry.
Anxiety, restlessness, anger... seem to be getting more and more out of control.
What kind of poison did this little girl give him?
"Ye Moyan?"
"Um."
Ye Moyan rested his chin on Ling Xuewei's soft hair and gently stroked her back.
But suddenly a grunt sounded, breaking the original serious atmosphere.
It was her stomach that was growling.
Ling Xuewei's face suddenly turned red. She looked into Ye Moyan's astonished eyes and heard him chuckle.
"Are you still laughing?" Ling Xuewei became angry and hit her with her fist!
Ye Moyan caught her pink fist and pinched her angry pink face, "I'll have someone prepare some food for you."
After Ye Moyan left, Ling Xuewei softened her expression and smiled.
He rolled on the bed, hugged the pillow next to him, and stroked his belly, "I'm sorry, baby. Mom was too busy and forgot to eat. Are you hungry? Baby, don't be angry. Mom promises you won't do it next time..."
"
When Ye Moyan came back, Ling Xuewei was already asleep on the bed.
Only then did Ye Moyan notice that there was a light blue circle under Ling Xuewei's eye sockets, and there was a deep look of tiredness between her eyebrows.
Ye Moyan put down his bowl and sat down.
He covered Ling Xuewei with the quilt, put his arms in, and looked at her peaceful sleeping face, feeling heartbroken.
Night, slightly cool.
The clear chirping of cicadas outside creates an auditory feast.
When Ling Xuewei woke up, she immediately saw Ye Moyan beside the bed.
Ye Moyan was quietly leaning on the couch with his eyes closed to relax.
The firelight hit his handsome and noble face, making him look noble and cold, just like the clear moonlight breeze.
At this moment, the sleeping Ye Moyan revealed a bit of tranquility and tranquility, different from the alienation and inaccessibility of the past.
Ling Xuewei's eyes followed Ye Moyan's tall and straight nose and moved up to the long and thick eyelashes.
It's really disgusting that a grown man has longer eyelashes than a woman like her.
Ling Xuewei felt a little aggrieved.
Suddenly, feeling evil, Ling Xuewei stretched out her hand and quietly approached Ye Moyan, touching his thick eyelashes.
Soft and itchy.
She couldn't help but fiddle with it, and the touch across her fingertips was unexpectedly good. She was having so much fun that she didn't even notice the corners of Ye Moyan's mouth raised.
It wasn't until her slender waist was hugged by big hands that Ling Xuewei realized that Ye Moyan had woken up at some point!
Facing Ye Moyan's teasing eyes, Ling Xuewei looked guilty as if she had been "discovered."
Ling Xuewei said in a panic, "You, are you awake? Why didn't you say anything..."
Ye Moyan chuckled, "Well, when I woke up, I found a little girl touching me. I didn't want to disturb her mood."
Ling Xuewei, "..."
This man is really getting better and better at teasing her.
"I'm hungry." Ling Xuewei quickly changed the subject.
"The porridge is being heated for you. Drink a bowl first and then use the others."
After a meal, Ling Xuewei finally felt alive.
Energetic and free from fatigue.
Ye Moyan also went to work. After all, he had just experienced a war and was busy with military affairs. It was rare to spend such a long time with Ling Xuewei. This was already the limit.
Ye Moyan told Ling Xuewei not to run around and have a good rest, and then left.
Ling Xuewei stayed in the room for a while, feeling that she had nothing to say, so she sent a message to Bai Ze, asking him where he was and preparing to go find Bai Ze.
The military camp where the wounded were housed was isolated into three major areas to avoid infection: seriously ill patients, moderately injured patients, and mildly injured patients.
Severe patients are naturally those who are dying due to infection with the virus. Moderate patients are those who have been in contact with it or are seriously injured. Mild patients are naturally those whose injuries are not serious.
Along the way, many soldiers saluted. During this period, Ling Xuewei often visited the rear military camp, and the soldiers also got to know the empress who was rumored to be favored by the emperor.
At first, everyone didn't know Ling Xuewei's identity, but when she was being treated that day, Yue Qing accidentally called out, and now everyone knew.
The story spread to ten and hundreds, and soon all the soldiers in the military camp knew that their empress was none other than Miss Ling, who was running around the military camp day and night to treat everyone, and had superb medical skills.
There were soldiers who were secretly asking about who this beautiful and kind-hearted girl was. Once they found out her identity, they were completely frightened.
When he sees a person again, he will avoid him like a mouse seeing a cat, for fear of running into him.
No one in the entire Fanxu family knows how much His Majesty the Emperor loves this Empress today.
Abandon the Sixth Palace and favor only one person.
I wish I could bring all the treasures in the world to her.
I also heard that during the battle with the Buddha, the emperor was so angry that he turned into a beauty.
Throughout Fanxu, there are too many rumors about the two of them. Of course, they can be summed up in one sentence: the empress and empress are the most favored people by the emperor, and whoever offends them will die.
So when they knew this man's identity, the soldiers who were still ready to make a move suddenly felt their hearts shattered into pieces and were frightened for a while.
"See you, empress."
"My wife, this place is filthy. How can you come here with your rich body?"
"Empress..."
Along the way, many of the people she met looked like they were in full swing, fearing that they might neglect Ling Xuewei or cause her body to be damaged. Especially when she stepped forward to check on the patient's injuries, the injured soldier was shocked.
He jumped up, full of horror.
The others looked as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and Ling Xuewei suddenly had a headache.
Forget it, she'd better come less often, so as not to cause trouble here. (To be continued)