When he came back here uneasily, he found that there was no one in front of the house, and the whole house was dark.

His heart suddenly clicked!

Ling Yuer! Has she left yet?

He immediately got off his horse and quickly walked into the yard. There was no smoke and fire in the whole yard. The firewood he cut before he left was still in place, and several corn under the eaves were still hanging there. The whole yard exuded a cold brilliance under the moonlight.

"Make the moon!" His heart was suddenly cut like a knife. He stumbled under his feet. Just about to reach out to push the door, the door opened immediately——

I saw that Ling Yuer was standing in front of him, his eyes showed unbelievable eyes, and asked in a trembling voice, "Xiao River, is it Xiao River?"

"It's me! Ling Yuer, I thought... "He thought she was gone and was not waiting for him!

Unexpectedly, still here, his heart suddenly filled with a sense of ecstasy. The fatigue of running around for a few days dissipated at this moment.

"I thought you wouldn't come back." Ling Yue looked at the person in front of her and said, a trace of tears appeared at the bottom of her eyes, and she cried with joy.

"No, Ling Yuer, I promised you I would come back and I will come back." Xiao He's heart hanging in the air was finally released.

"Then why are you a few days late? Are you hurt?" Yue'er asked with some concern.

"Ling Yue, are you worried about me?" Seeing her frowning, Xiao He was very happy at this moment.

"... are you hurt? Of course I will worry about you." The moon looked up and down at Xiao He and said.

"Don't worry, I haven't been hurt at all. I was delayed for a few days because I took the wrong road. Nothing happened." Xiao He said, having followed Ling Yuer into the house, "why don't you light the lights? It's just dark now. I thought... Ha ha..."

Think about your worries just now. It's really superfluous!

It's great that yue'er didn't go!

"The lamp oil is gone. I planned to go up the mountain tomorrow and ask my aunt for some." Ling Yuer said.

Xiao He put down his burden and said, "and you wait."

He turned and walked to a corner of the room, took out a jar, added some lamp oil to the lamp, lit the oil lamp, and the room slowly lit up.

Only then did they see each other clearly——

Ling Yue looked at Xiao He. His face was dusty, his hair was messy, and his face was covered with a layer of ash. It seems that he came back all the way.

Xiao He looked at Lingyue. Fortunately, she was the same as when he left.

"How about eating these days?" Xiao he fetched water and asked while washing his face. He suddenly found that he came back day and night. It felt so wonderful that there were loved ones waiting for him in the house.

Ling Yue nodded, "it's very good. Anyway, Yan'er didn't get hungry. Yan'er also had dinner."

"In the future, you don't have to do it. I'll do it for you." Xiao He came to Ling Yuer, stared at her deeply and said sincerely.

If he can, he is willing to make a soup for Yuer to wash his hands all his life and live a plain life all his life.

Just——

He remembered the conversation with Xiao Hu when he left. His father was still stubborn and didn't dare to put down his hatred. He felt a little heavy in his heart.

"Xiao He, have you encountered any difficulties?" The moon asked as she looked at his frown.

Xiao He shook his head and said, "no, the problem has been solved. I just came back. Make yue'er, don't think so much. I'll deal with my affairs. Just be self-cultivation."

"... well." Ling Yuer wants to ask him what he has done these days?

However, since he didn't want to say anything, he still didn't ask questions.

"Have you ever had a headache these days?" Xiao He asked. When he couldn't come back outside, he was most worried about this.

Make the moon faint.

With a jump in his heart, Xiao He hurried forward, holding her arms in both hands, bowed his head and asked, "is there anything? Has it hurt? "

Ling Yuer nodded, "once, but fortunately, his highness happened to come that day, and then there was no pain."

Has Feng Jue been here?

Xiao He was stunned. He suddenly found that every headache that Yueer couldn't stand had something to do with Feng Jue. Is it true that even if she lost her memory, some things still remained in her body?

"Don't worry. It just hurts for a while. Later, a doctor came to check it. There was no problem. It's all right now." Ling Yue saw Xiao he suddenly silent and thought he was blaming himself, so she said.

"OK, I see. It's good if it doesn't hurt. Make yue'er, it's late. Go and have a rest." Xiao he collected his feelings from his face and said.

"Haven't you eaten yet? Come back all the way. Aren't you hungry? I'll pack the steamed bread and bring it to you. When you finish eating, I'll have a rest. "

Ling Yue lit the lamp, went into the kitchen, came over with two steamed buns in a bowl, smiled and said, "I can't do it. It's from my aunt. Eat quickly and it's still hot."

Xiao He sat down at the table, stretched out his hand and took a steamed bun, which was warm in his hand.

"Eat quickly." Ling Yue saw him in a daze and hurried.

"OK." Xiao he lowered his head and put the steamed bun into his mouth one by one, but his eyes were heavy.

If his estimation is correct, Feng Jue and Feng Yunzheng will end the war before spring, and then return to the dynasty.

At that time, I'm afraid his father and brother will also need him. As a Xiao family, he can't sit idly by. And his most respected mother is still in Kyoto, so he can't leave his mother.

And Ling Yuer

He looked at the face he would never forget through the trance lights. She would follow them.

That's her home. She'll go back there and live her life from now on.

Don't say Feng Jue. Even his highness Feng Yunzheng will take her back.

At that time, this period of time will be over.

And she may also think of Lian Jue, because these two headaches have something to do with Lian Jue.

Once he remembered Lian Jue, the days she and he lived now were not worth looking back on for her, even what she wanted to forget.

Thinking of this, he felt a little sad. When swallowing, his throat was sour and astringent.

That night, he wanted to ask Ling Yuer a question, but he never asked.

And Yuer didn't know that at some point that night, he was so afraid of losing her.

I didn't say anything. I couldn't say anything.