"Master, the eldest lady asked me to come over and ask, do you want to go? Senior General Song and the others are leaving."

Mo Zhu's voice sounded at the door of Wuhua Pavilion.

Qin Yiru quickly said, "Princess Zhan, if you have something to do, go and do it. I'll take care of my second senior brother here."

"Mo Zhu, go and call Qixing." Ye Ling ignored Qin Yiru's words.

Mo Zhu took the order to find Qixing.

Qixing was in the cowshed not far away. Ye Ling accompanied Nangong Heng. He felt that it was not suitable to stay there, so he came to feed the cows.

When Mo Zhu said Ye Ling called him, Qixing quickly threw down the grass in his hand and rushed over. When he went upstairs, he was stunned when he saw Qin Yiru, and bowed and called out, "Miss Qin." He obviously knew him.

"It's better if you know each other. Qixing is here to help entertain Miss Qin. I'll come when I go." Ye Ling got up and went downstairs after he finished speaking.

Qixing muttered in his heart, why did his master, the junior sister, suddenly come? The wife seemed unhappy...

Seeing Ye Ling leave, Qin Yiru stood up and was about to sit next to Nangong Heng's bed.

Qixing rushed over with a quick step, reached out and pressed his hand on Nangong Heng's forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, I didn't have a fever!" Then he sat next to Nangong Heng.

"Miss Qin, please sit down." Qixing turned around and said politely to Qin Yiru who was standing next to him, "I'll take care of you, my master."

Qin Yiru turned around, her eyes slightly dimmed, and she sat back again.

"Qianxing, what is the relationship between my second senior brother and that Princess War?" Qin Yiru asked Qixing.

Qixing shook his head: "I don't know what the master is about."

"Qianxing, let's take our second senior brother away, let's go to the sect of the divine doctor? His body cannot be delayed." Qin Yiru said seriously.

"The master only told me to feed the cows, but didn't say I'd take him away." Qixing shook his head again.

Qin Yiru frowned, looked at Nangong Heng lying there, and pulled his sleeves.

After a while, Qin Yiru suddenly spoke: "Second Brother Second, I'm awake!"

Qixing saw Nangong Heng's long eyelashes tremble slightly and slowly opened his eyes.

"master!"

"Second Brother!"

Nangong Heng looked pale, closed his eyes and opened it, murmured, "Where is Xiaoyezi?"

Hearing this intimate name, Qin Yiru's eyes darkened.

Qixing said the truth: "Young Master Song's family came to visit the mansion and were leaving just now. The wife went to see them off."

When Nangong Heng heard this, he covered his chest and coughed a few times, and a mouthful of blood spurted out again!

"Second Brother, my father's condition is not very good. I'm here to find you back. I didn't expect you to... we went back to the valley to pick up my father, and went to the genius doctor's sect to find Uncle Yu?" Qin Yiru said softly.

Nangong Heng frowned slightly and signaled Qixing to pull him up. He leaned against Qixing and took a deep breath. The blood still surging in his chest. He had not had any poison for several years, and this time he came too fiercely.

"Master is in a bad situation, why don't you stay and take care of him? You don't go to find Senior Yu nearby and come to me for what to do?" Nangong Heng looked at Qin Yiru and asked coldly.

Qin Yiru lowered her eyes: "Second Brother, I'm too impatient. You are the backbone of the three of us. If you are not here, I and the eldest brother cannot take good care of my father."

"I am not the backbone of anyone. Senior brother promised me that I can take good care of my master." Nangong Heng shook his head, "You go. If your master is in a bad condition, you go to the sect of the genius doctor to find Senior Yu. I can't take care of myself now and I can't go back."

"Second Brother, please follow me to the genius doctor! I'm not relieved to keep you here." Qin Yiru frowned.

"You don't have to worry about my business!" Nangong Heng finished speaking and closed his eyes, "Qixing, go and find Xiaoyezi and tell her that if you don't come, I'm going to die!"

Qin Yiru's face looked ugly, and she saw Ye Ling going upstairs, carrying a food box in her hand.

"Who is going to die?" Ye Ling asked with a faint expression.

Nangong Heng looked at Ye Ling with some resentment: "I'm like this... you still... still..." As he said that, he coughed. Qixing quickly reached out and patted him on the back, "You're going to send the sick girl from the Song family..."

Ye Ling didn't explain, and looked at Qin Yiru and asked politely: "Why didn't Miss Qin sit down? You're so negligent when you came to your home for the first time. Have you told your second senior brother about the truth you just told me?"

Qin Yiru lowered her eyes and covered the panic in her eyes: "Princess Zhan, I've disturbed you, say goodbye!" After the words fell, she floated out of the window.

"What's the reason? Xiao Yezi, what are you talking about? Where is Meiren Song? Go and send him home, don't be with me..." Nangong Heng said, and his elbow poked Seven Stars secretly.

Qixing reacted and immediately let go of Nangong Heng and stood up: "Madam, I am going to feed the cows. The cows are very hungry and it is too late, so I'll leave first!" After the words, they floated out of the window.

Nangong Heng lay down, turned his back to Ye Ling. He was angry and couldn't coax the kind!

Ye Ling put the food box on the table and opened it. There was a small casserole inside. She served a bowl of porridge and walked to the edge of the bed.

"Ghost Brother." Ye Ling's name is Nangong Heng.

Nangong Heng ignored it, as if he didn't hear it.

"Brother Ghost, I made the porridge for you early in the morning. I just cooked it and brought it over. Do you drink it? If you don't drink it, I asked Qixing to feed the cows. He said the cows were very hungry." Ye Ling looked at Nangong Heng and said.

Nangong Heng suddenly turned around and started coughing again because he was too strong.

"Xiao Yezi, aren't you going to send Meiren Song?" Nangong Heng's eyes lit up.

"If so, what can you do? Childish!" Ye Ling handed the bowl and spoon to Nangong Heng, "Eat this."

"I don't have the strength, please feed me." Nangong Heng didn't pretend to be pitiful. He was weak all over and in pain.

Ye Ling put the bowl beside the bed, pulled Nangong Heng, pulled his upper body up, put the pillow on his waist, and brought the bowl to his mouth with it.

Nangong Heng twitched his lips: "Xiao Yezi, people always feed spoons and feed them slowly one spoon after another. Are you too rough, right?"

"I'm just feeding you, do you drink?" Ye Ling snorted lightly.

Nangong Heng opened his mouth silently and answered with his actions.

It was the white porridge that Ye Ling returned to Xiuzhuxuan when the wind was not easy to pack her luggage early in the morning.

Just as Mo Zhu came to shout, Ye Ling suddenly remembered the porridge and went to pick it up, not giving it to the Song family. They didn't care about this little gift, and Ye Ying and Ye Jing were already accompanied.

The white porridge is very simple.

Nangong Heng took a sip and his stomach was warm and slightly sweet, which was the most comfortable smell at this time.

"That's really your junior sister? Why have you never mentioned it?" Ye Ling asked. Nangong Heng wrote a letter before, and Ye Ling thought he had only one senior brother.

"What do you mention her? I'm not familiar with her!" Nangong Heng said after drinking a bowl of porridge, he still wanted it.

Ye Ling brought another bowl, and Nangong Heng finished drinking it and breathed a sigh of relief.

"She likes you." Ye Ling said with certainty.

Nangong Heng blinked: "Xiao Yezi, you are not jealous, are you?"

"I've eaten soy sauce!" Ye Ling snorted coldly.

"Xiao Yezi, you are just jealous!" There was a look of pride on Nangong Heng's pale face.

Ye Ling returned to the table and sat down, looked at Nangong Heng, and said with a faint expression: "Brother Ghost, your junior sister told me some truths, and I think what she said is correct."

"What reason does she tell you? You don't have to pay attention to whatever she says!" Nangong Heng shook his head.

"Brother Ghost, what do you think we have now?" Ye Ling asked Nangong Heng.

"We..." Nangong Heng thought for a while, "I am pursuing you, but you haven't promised me yet."

"You see the imperial edict that I hid on the shelf on the bed, right? My independent imperial edict for proposals is to avoid being harassed by two princes of Nan Chu, not to marry anyone." Ye Ling looked at Nangong Heng and said, "No one knows my current identity better than you. You worshiped me and then made me a widow."

Nangong Heng said quietly: "If I had known that I would fall in love with you, I would not have left that night."

"We all understand the inside story. You did it right, not at all. Yun Yao's identity is dead." Ye Ling said with a faint expression, "I became a widow. This is an established fact and cannot be changed. I am the widow of the King of War in Nanchu. The emperor could not allow me to marry outside, let alone, I am now the general of Nanchu. Xiao Fengfeng said that you are very favored in the Eastern Jin royal family, and your father will not allow you to marry a widow."

"Xiao Yezi, is this what Qin Yiru told you?" Nangong Heng's face was slightly dark.

Ye Ling nodded: "Yes, she is right. Brother Ghost, to be honest, I only treat you as a friend. Because being with you is very troublesome for me. I said it's great to be a widow. It was the truth at that time, but I still think so now."

"You want to drive me away?" Nangong Heng's eyes were slightly dark.

"It is a very pleasant thing to be a friend with you. But I may not be able to give you what you want. My elder sister talked to me again yesterday and told me not to use your feelings." Ye Ling said calmly.

"You have never used my feelings! Even if I did something, I was willing to do it! And you made me an hour-honored snack and gave me an invaluable Gui Chi Sword. I don't owe me anything!" Nangong Heng frowned.

Ye Ling sighed slightly: "I know. You are willing, but I can't take it for granted. I hope you only treat me as a friend, but you can't."

"Xiao Yezi, you have never considered marrying me?" Nangong Heng looked at Ye Ling and asked in a deep voice.

Ye Ling lowered her eyes, and after a moment of silence, he said, "To be honest, it's because I have considered this and I think it's too troublesome. I sensiblely told me that it's better to be a widow."

"Because you didn't like me, or your little affection for me is not enough to change your current life for you?" Nangong Heng looked at Ye Ling and asked.

Ye Ling nodded: "You can say that."

"If I clear all the obstacles, you just need to wait. Will you still reject me as my bride?" Nangong Heng asked Ye Ling.

Ye Ling shook his head: "Brother Ghost, isn't it good to be a friend?"

"Not good!" Nangong Heng finished speaking, covered his chest and coughed again, "It's because I didn't do enough, it's because I didn't give you enough security. If you wait, you will nod and marry me sooner or later!"

Ye Ling frowned: "Can't you let me be a widow?"

"No! It was me who pretended to die that made you become a widow. Unless I really died, I will definitely marry you back in this life and no longer let you be a widow!" Nangong Heng said word by word.

A trace of distress flashed in Ye Ling's eyes: "Brother Ghost, I'll ask you to leave now, will you leave?"

"I am like this now. Xiao Yezi, you are so cruel!" Nangong Heng finished speaking, grabbed the quilt, covered his head, and did not look, listen, or speak.
To be continued...