Jiang Niannian comforted him, "Yin Ci, I still have to take care of you. I've already paid for your room. Can you go back to your room first?"

Yin Ci was beaten black and blue, lying on the ground, and said weakly: "Buddha..."

"What?"

"Buddha... Smiling Jade Buddha..." The bruised and swollen Yin Ci took out the jade Buddha from his sleeve, wiped his tears with his sleeve, and choked up and said, "This Buddha is... my brother's..."

"Why...Brother...don't you recognize me..."

“Wuwuwuwuwu… Am I so unlikable? I want my brother… hiccup…”

He cried so sadly that he hiccuped.

Jiang Niannian just felt overwhelmed.

One was her own child who was weak and clingy, waiting for her eagerly and even vomiting blood; the other was her own child's younger brother who was lying on the ground in a tangle after suffering a severe physical and mental blow.

She sighed and said to the people around her, "What are you looking at? Go away! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Seeing her draw the jade sword from her waist, the people did not dare to stay any longer and left in a hurry.

Yin Buqi stood on the stairs, his clothes had long been stained with blood, his hands, underwear, and cheeks were all stained with blood, like a gorgeous flower blooming from hell.

Meiqiu tugged at his trouser leg vigorously and shouted, "Ah Wu! Ah Wu!"

Jiang Niannian didn't know what to say: "Don't give up..."

Her long black eyelashes trembled for a moment, and after a long while, she said, "Yin Ci, come here."

Yin Ci suddenly stopped crying and walked over as if possessed by a ghost.

Brother...call him.

"Jade Buddha, give it to me." The voice was cold, and a pale and slender hand stretched out.

"Brother..." Yin Ci handed the jade Buddha over.

"How do you know that this jade Buddha is mine?"

Yin Ci confessed honestly, "When I was little, I pestered my master to tell me about you, brother. He said you had a jade Buddha with a smiling face, which your mother had prayed for from the mountain god temple after climbing thousands of steps, kneeling down with every step, to ensure your safety. There was also a word 'Li' engraved on it... There is only one of its kind in the world."

Yin Buqi was silent for a long time, coughed softly, raised his hand and pinched the flesh on Yin Ci's face.

"Ah! Brother, brother! It hurts! It hurts!" Yin Ci cried out. He had just been beaten so hard that it hurt like hell when he was touched.

"Yeah." Yin Buqi lowered his raised hand into his sleeve and said calmly, "Go back to the house."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and went back to his room.

The stone hanging in Jiang Niannian's heart fell to the ground, and she followed him in.

“Oh…” Yin Ci nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then realized something and suddenly widened his eyes: “Brother?!”

What does um mean?

He called him brother, did he respond?

Did you recognize him?!

Yin Ci walked into the house gracefully, and before closing the door, a small black ball "whoosh" slipped in.

…

Jiang Niannian helped Yin Buqi wipe his body, bandaged his wounds, and changed his clothes.

Sitting beside the bed, she handed him a bowl of tea.

Yin Buqi didn't reach out to take it, but just looked at her straight.

The little thoughts in those red eyes are clearly written.

Tsk.

Jiang Niannian's eyebrows moved.

Then she moved closer to him and put it to his lips.

He whispered, "Drink it."

Finally, someone came over and drank two sips of water.

He lowered his head slightly, his head resting on her shoulder, and seemed very tired.

"No, I have something to tell you."

"Um?"

"I didn't tell Ye Linyuan..."

"I know, Nian Nian...I know."

Jiang Niannian was puzzled: "Then why did you fight with him? You knew he was trying to provoke you."

"I'm just too angry." Yin Buqi's hair was tied behind his body. His face was pale and weak, with wounds of varying sizes all over his body. The hostility in his body refused to dissipate: "That ugly thing with green hair is worthy of touching Nian Nian with a finger... cough... cough cough..."

Then he raised his head.

There was a sense of hostility in those deep eyes that had yet to be concealed.

Jiang Niannian stared at him for a long time. She had a lot to say, but in the end she could only sigh: "Since you know it hurts, you should remember it next time."

Yin Buqi's eyelashes trembled: "Nian Nian feels distressed?"

Jiang Niannian's frown didn't relax: "I raised him, if I don't feel sorry for him, who will?"

She looked at the bright red spider lilies on her skin and asked, "How did this... come about? I didn't have this before."

Yin Buqi lowered his eyes, thinking of what he had heard on the Huashu River, and said softly: "...I'm not sure either."

She stretched out her jade fingers and stroked it gently.

Yin Buqi shuddered.

"Does it hurt?"

A certain sickly little white flower nodded: "Some."

Jiang Niannian felt helpless.

She said, "Don't let yourself get into this state again. I will protect myself well even when you can't see me. All you have to do is not get hurt and wait for me to find you, or for you to come to me."

Yin Buqi looked at her, and the hostility around him dissipated a lot. He pulled the person into his arms.

He smelled the alluring scent of Jiang Niannian, lowered his head slightly, and moved down little by little.

Soft lips kissed her eyes, nose and mouth.

It made Jiang Niannian feel itchy.

“Nian Nian…”

The pale and slender fingers stroked Jiang Niannian's red lips with a seductive look.

He said, "Niannian, I want you to use this mouth to say that you love me."

Stunning, beautiful, intoxicating, yet addictive.

"Haven't I said this before?"

"No. Nian Nian, I want to listen."

Jiang Niannian looked at him in a daze.

She just couldn't handle Yin Buqi's eyes.

These eyes that longed for her and looked at her instinctively.

She nodded and said with a smile: "No, I love you, pure and innocent, I will be yours for the rest of my life."

Yin Buqi's Adam's apple rolled and he was about to speak.

There was a knock on the door.

Jiang Niannian kissed him lightly, stood up and went to open the door.

There was a person outside the door, wrapped tightly with only a pair of eyes showing.

"Who are you?"

"It's me." The man glanced at her and went into the house carrying the medicine box.

After Jiang Niannian closed the door, he took off his hat and saw that the person who came was Shen Yu.