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Xiao Ba was dazed, and her heart seemed to tremble. Yeah, they came back together. Everyone knew that Lin Zhifei was unconscious, but nobody noticed Yan Qing\'s wound…

Hearing Jian Fengchi\'s words, it seemed rather serious. I actually… did not notice it at all?

Jian Fengchi looked at her and noticed something. "Nobody… checked his wound?"

Xiao Ba suddenly felt guilty. She bent her fingers and softly said, "…I didn\'t expect him to be injured…"

He\'s the Left Divine General, the Emperor\'s sharpest weapon. Wherever the sword points toward, that place will be destroyed. How could he be injured? Also, he did not show anything wrong.

Xiao Ba knitted her brows. He just… held it in?

Jian Fengchi snorted. "How interesting. He\'s also human, so he can naturally be injured. How can you do this? You took such good care of Lin Zhifei but didn\'t think of Yan Qing at all?"

He closed his fan and touched his chin with the bone of the fan. He slowly said, "You\'re too biased."

Hearing this, Xiao Ba found it wrong and instinctively wanted to rebut. However, she did not know what to say, and she felt guilty for some reason.

Other than this, there… seemed to be other unclear emotions.

All in all, she was a mess.

She hesitated on the spot for a moment and was still rather stubborn. She said, "W-why did he not say it himself… Forget it. I\'ll take a look."

Jian Fengchi sized her up. How rare for this little ancestor to have such a reaction. I just said the previous sentences casually and had no intentions of actually blaming her. After all, Yan Qing could indeed hold it in.

Lin Zhifei\'s injuries were more serious than his, so he probably did not say anything. If the situation was not tricky, he wouldn\'t have even called me.

He smiled and said, "That\'s fine. I\'ve already treated his wounds. He just has to rest for a month."

With Yan Qing\'s abilities, it showed that he was in big trouble if he had to rest for so long.

Jian Fengchi glanced at the sky. "It\'s quite late. Go back. I\'ll just stand watch here."

Xiao Ba acknowledged him and was in no mood to continue fighting with him as she turned around to leave.

The moment she took a few steps out, she heard Jian Fengchi nonchalantly say, "Oh right, Yan Qing still needs a few Taiqing Pills. Later on, I have to trouble you to take care of Lin Zhifei as I find some time to produce it."

Taiqing Pills were extremely precious, and the medicinal effects were strong. Normal people could not quite tolerate it unless they had to use it.

Xiao Ba bit her lips and said in frustration, "I got it!"

…

When the sky darkened, Xiao Ba was done washing up. She laid on her bed and planned to rest.

She was exhausted, but for some reason, she tossed and turned and could not sleep.

The bit of lethargy completely disappeared at some point.

She widened her eyes and looked at the pitch-black room.

Jian Fengchi\'s words kept echoing beside her ear from time to time, intersecting with the scene of her argument with Yan Qing in the day.

Of course, strictly speaking, it wasn\'t an argument. It was a one-sided tantrum.

Upon deeper thought, Yan Qing had never lashed out at her, nor said something harsh.

He was too cold and stubborn. He was also harsh and decisive. When he could take action, he would not say another word.

Previously, I said so much. I wonder how he held it in…

Xiao Ba suddenly sat up. It won\'t kill to look at him! Besides, he had once trespassed into my room in the middle of the night.

Thinking of this, she felt more comforted as she walked outside.

…

Yan Qing\'s residence wasn\'t considered near to the Thirteen Yue Guards. Luckily, the path was simple.

In the dark, she did not meet many people.

Xiao Ba was secretly frustrated. She did not know why she suddenly felt sheepish.

During the entire way, she still felt very conflicted and hesitated quite a bit. However, she finally arrived.

Seeing the tightly shut door not far away, she was finally determined. Since I\'m already here!

Then, she walked forward.

She was about to knock on the door when she heard some sounds from inside.

She paused her actions and leaned against the door to listen.

The winds howled and pierced through the air.

It seems like… he is practicing his sword?

Even if they were a door apart, she could still feel the shockingly harsh sword aura.

She suddenly widened her eyes. Is he crazy, practicing at this hour?

Without thinking, she pushed open the door. "Yan Qing! What are you doing?!"

The moment she pushed in, Yan Qing brandished his sword and retracted it.

He tilted his head and looked over. Seeing that it was Xiao Ba, confusion flashed across his face. "Why are you here?"

The moonlight was like the water, casting a thin layer of frost on his body.

Xiao Ba was stumped by his question, but when she was guilty, she usually did not escape and was even more arrogant. Hence, she did not answer Yan Qing\'s question, instead walking over and standing three steps before him.

She raised her chin, her lips curled up in a playful manner. "Your arm is about to rot, yet you\'re still in the mood to practice the sword?"

Yan Qing\'s thin lips pressed against each other.

Seeing his reaction, Xiao Ba\'s blood boiled even more. "Speak!"

This person always acts in this manner. When I ask him three questions, he might not even reply to one.

She walked forward again and smelled the faint bloody scent on his body and the bitter herbal fragrance. This caused her to be even more frustrated. "What, are you not hiding it anymore?"

Yan Qing paused for a moment before saying, "I was just busy previously and couldn\'t care for it. I didn\'t intentionally hide it."

Xiao Ba grunted coldly and did not believe his words at all.

She approached him again, and there was only half an arm\'s length between the duo.

She tilted her head, and the night wind blew her hair.

Under the moonlight, she still looked charming. There seemed to be fires burning in her eyes, and they were shockingly bright.

"Yan Qing, do you think that I\'m not skilful enough and can\'t tell that you\'re injured, or do you think I\'m not good enough and don\'t have the right to treat you?"

She looked down, and her gaze swept across the sword in his hands with a half-smile. "Or… have you already decided that you don\'t want your arm?"

Such an interrogation was direct and straightforward, and she did not hide her anger at all.

The surroundings were completely silent.

The moonlight passed through the branches and cast a lonely shadow on the ground that swayed with the wind.

Yan Qing looked at her. Then, he said, "I practiced the sword with my right hand."

Xiao Ba was dazed.

"My left shoulder is the injured one, so it doesn\'t matter."

Xiao Ba was dazed for a moment before her entire person was embarrassed!

Yan Qing\'s hand on the sword loosened and tightened. He just looked at her and asked, "You\'re angry. Why?"