Chapter 13 Bloody Immortal Hero

Outside the window, the moon is above the willows, and the night is getting darker.

Ye Qingsang looked at the sleeping face beside him, struggled for a while with a difficult expression, and finally compromised. Now the situation is difficult, and they can only get through it together like this.

At worst, he just had to be careful and avoid any physical contact with this person.

Thinking of this, Ye Qingsang slowly closed his eyes and began to feel sleepy.

However, what he didn't expect was that this woman had such a bad sleeping posture. She kept squeezing closer to him on such a small wooden bed. Not only did she squeeze him, she also hit him.

Just as he was half asleep, a hand fell from the sky and hit him on the chest with a "bang", exactly where he was injured.

Ye Qingsang groaned in pain and his face turned pale, but when he saw the man's oblivious face, he was silent for a moment and finally could only endure it.

But it was no use for him to endure it once.

This person likes to move around when she is half asleep, and likes to kick the quilt. Occasionally, she raises her arms and waves them. No one knows what bad habit she has... In the end, he really had no choice but to hold her down to stop her from moving around.

Now she was finally quiet.

Ye Qingsang breathed a sigh of relief.

But after pressing her down, he realized why this woman was so soft all over.

He subconsciously held his breath, and the soft and warm body pressed against him, making him feel as if he was holding a soft little fox in his arms, as if there were no bones in the body.

Ye Qingsang's heart skipped a beat and he quickly let the person go.

Even so, my heart skipped a beat uncontrollably.

His eyes slowly fell on her face, and at first glance he discovered that the woman's face when she was asleep was completely different from her usual behavior.

Although she looks very similar to He Nanwan, there are still many differences upon closer inspection. She has a small red mole under her eyebrow, and she looks particularly quiet and gentle when she is asleep.

She must be a gentle and kind woman at heart, otherwise she would not have saved his life.

...Thinking like this, Ye Qingsang fell asleep. Perhaps it was because he had not rested well since the injury, or perhaps it was because he no longer dwelled on the past, he slept particularly peacefully that night.

It was not until he woke up the next day that Ye Qingsang felt something soft and strange in his arms. He opened his eyes and realized that he had held Nan Yan in his arms with his hands on her waist.

How can this be possible?

Ye Qingsang's face suddenly turned red, and he hurriedly pushed the person away.

It was this push that woke Nan Yan up.

She rubbed her brows and saw Ye Qingsang beside her with a red face and an embarrassed look. She immediately showed him a suspicious look, "What's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

Ye Qing replied in a sullen tone, "I... I'm fine, I just woke up..."

Nan Yan said "Oh" doubtfully, but didn't say anything else.

Seeing that it was getting late, she turned over and got out of bed. Ye Qingsang, who was standing behind her, felt even more guilty when he saw how easily she believed his words.

…

Until Nan Yan came back after going out, Ye Qingsang still had the strange look of red face and absent-mindedness that he had in the morning.

Nan Yan felt something was a little strange. She put the boiled herbs on the table, walked over and asked, "What's wrong with you? Why are you so motionless? Are you refusing to take the medicine again?"

Speaking of this medicine, it was naturally obtained after selling his sword. After all, it was something from the world of cultivation and not an ordinary thing, so he exchanged it for a lot of money.

When Ye Qingsang looked up and saw the bowl of medicine, he felt his body suddenly became more uncomfortable. He was now a mortal, and after drinking so many bowls of medicine, his body would naturally have metabolism, and metabolism would make him want to urinate.

At this moment, Ye Qingsang wanted to urinate, and he had been holding it in for the whole morning.

But...how can he say this?

After all, there are differences between men and women...

But if he didn't say anything, the next scene would probably make him even more desperate.

Ye Qingsang struggled and tangled, his face flushed red.

Seeing Nan Yan was about to go out, he subconsciously grabbed her wrist, gritted his teeth and said shyly, "I want to pee, can you... help me up?"

Nan Yan was also stunned this time. She finally understood why this person's face was blushing. It turned out that he was trying to hold it back for the entire morning. This guy was really amazing.

Nan Yan looked at him strangely.

Ye Qingsang frowned and let her look at him, but he was too embarrassed to let go of the wrist that he was holding.

Of course she had to help, so she helped the man up, with half of Ye Qingsang's body weight leaning on her shoulders.

After a few days of recuperation, his legs finally regained some strength and he was able to support himself for a while, but he still had to hold on to Nan Yan's hand. Nan Yan was standing outside behind a broken bamboo curtain.

Ye Qingsang felt that this was the most embarrassing moment in his life. He urinated with his back to a woman. Even if he was careful, the sound could not be ignored.

His face flushed with shame, his white jade-like skin was transparent as if it was soaked with blood. Only at the very end did he clench that slender and soft hand again. His palms were burning and his heart was beating so fast that it almost jumped out.

Ye Qingsang coughed lightly and said dryly, "Okay...Okay..."

His legs still couldn't stand for long, so Nan Yan used her hands to support his arms so that he could stand up.

Maybe they were both exhausted after standing for too long, or maybe they didn't notice the threshold on the ground. Nan Yan took a step forward, but Ye Qingsang beside her didn't follow, and her entire weight leaned over uncontrollably.

This time, his entire body fell on Nan Yan.

Before Nan Yan could react, her body was wrapped tightly with a "bang", and the two of them fell heavily to the ground.

She cried out in pain and her face turned pale.

Ye Qingsang was also startled by this sudden change, but he still reacted subconsciously.

He simply put his hand behind the other person's head, and the head that he was protecting was hit hard, and the back of his hand felt numb.

"Are you okay?" Ye Qingsang was a little anxious, and tried to prop up half of his body so that his weight could be lighter.

Nan Yan's lips were broken. It seemed that his chin had hit her lips just now. Her eyes were red from the pain. She pursed her lips and glared at him.

"What did you put on me that made me feel so uncomfortable?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Ye Qingsang on the opposite side was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses. Then, for some unknown reason, he stammered, his whole face turned red, like a cooked shrimp.

"No, I didn't..."

"Then what are you doing..."

Ye Qingsang didn't know how to explain, "No..."

And his red face and extremely embarrassed look also made Nan Yan... understand something.

Ye Qingsang's face changed immediately.

Nan Yan immediately struggled and pushed the person on her body hard. She didn't know where she touched in the chaos, and the feeling became more obvious in an instant. She was so angry that her face turned red.

"you--"

"…It's not what you think,"

He really didn't mean it.

Ye Qingsang was speechless. He wanted to explain himself, but before he could finish his words, a crisp slap came down on his face, "Bah, you idiot!"

He hits without hesitation.

…

Ye Qingsang immediately realized that he couldn't explain this clearly, and he could only bear it silently. After all, no one would believe him even if he shouted at the top of his lungs.

The atmosphere became even more awkward and depressing afterwards.

Ye Qingsang turned his head away under the other party's cold gaze, and there was a clear slap mark on his fair face, which looked particularly conspicuous.

They both sat in the yard, looking at each other in silence.

Ye Qingsang drank the medicine obediently and lowered his head deliberately to avoid the man's sight.

As he put down the bowl, he inadvertently noticed that the other person's expression seemed to be a little strange.

Nan Yan frowned slightly, rubbing her arm with one hand, and her face looked pale, as if she had been injured when she fell just now.

He asked subconsciously, "Are you injured?"

Nan Yan froze, raised her head with a look of disgust, "None of your business."

That means you are indeed injured.

Ye Qingsang ignored her words and continued to ask, "Where are you injured? I... can help you take care of it."

Nan Yan didn't even raise her head and ignored him.

Seeing that the other person still didn't want to pay attention, he knew that the person was angry, so he softened his tone and said, "You also said that your body is your own. If you are angry with your body, you are being angry with yourself. There is no need for you to hurt your body just to be angry with me."

Nan Yan glanced at him strangely and was silent for a moment, as if she felt that there was some truth in what he said.

His expression softened, and he showed his scraped elbow. "It's all your fault. I accidentally bruised it when I fell."

Ye Qingsang suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

He looked in the direction of the wrist and saw that a large area of ​​skin on the fair and smooth arm was scratched, and some parts were already red, swollen and bleeding.

He frowned immediately, "Don't move, I'll take care of it for you..."

Nan Yan hesitated for only a short while this time, and then she didn't insist any more. After all, the injured area was really painful. "...Then hurry up."

Ye Qingsang responded and carefully rolled up her sleeves, glancing at the purple marks left on the wound, which was still a little red and swollen, and immediately became gentler, "It won't hurt after you apply the medicine..."

He cleaned the wound and applied medicine. When he looked up, he saw Nan Yan biting her lips with a red face. Even the corners of her eyes had a hint of red.

I suddenly felt something strange. What happened?

He lowered his head again, his eyes falling on the two people's clasped hands, and then he realized that he had been touching the girl's hand for a long time.

He let go of her hand awkwardly.

But he inadvertently met her eyes again. When those clear and distinct eyes looked over at him, it seemed that they were filled with his figure.

At this moment, Ye Qingsang's heartbeat suddenly became a little faster.

There seemed to be a strange feeling in my heart.

He stared at Nan Yan's face in a daze. She seemed to be unaware and stared at the wound on her hand with a frown. The light at this time shone on her body, making her calm down. Even her frowning posture was particularly delicate.

He was about to say something to ease the awkwardness...

At this moment, there was a sudden noise outside the door.

Then the small wooden door was pushed open.

The figure that came in made Ye Qingsang suddenly wake up, and he almost subconsciously put down Nan Yan's sleeves to prevent anyone from seeing anything.

"Hiss...what are you doing? Be gentle..."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door.

"Brother Ye, are you okay?"

As soon as Ye Qingsang raised his head, he saw He Nanwan standing opposite him, and a look of disbelief instantly appeared in his eyes.

"...Wan'er?"

Nan Yan also happened to look at her and saw He Nanwan, who had the same face as herself.

Just when she was surprised, she unexpectedly bumped into the eyes of another person.

Gloom, depression, and those inexplicable emotions...all mixed together, entangled and deep into the bone marrow.

Nan Yan looked at him.

He was silent for a moment, then calmly looked away.

Chu Liyue had no intention of entering the room, but when he looked up, he saw the two people's hands tightly clasped together. They were very close to each other, and their posture was very intimate...

Just like she had done to him.

At that moment, all those repressed, restrained, and hidden emotions that had been pent up deep in his heart for a long time finally burst out, as if they had found some kind of outlet at that moment...all flooded into his heart.

Jealousy and possessiveness permeated my whole body.

Especially when he saw the two of them being so intimate, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, so uncomfortable that he felt like he was suffocating, and he uncontrollably wanted to rush forward and completely separate the two of them.

But...why?

He obviously likes He Nanwan, he obviously has someone he likes, why... why, his mind is full of memories about He Nanyan.

Why...?

Chu Liyue clenched his fingers tightly under his sleeves and forced himself to calm down.

He Nanwan beside him also noticed that his mood was a little abnormal. She thought he was jealous, so she comforted him, "Ayue, I said, I just want to talk to Brother Ye, I don't have any other thoughts."

While Ye Qingsang was speaking, he noticed Chu Liyue beside her. He subconsciously clenched his fists, and hatred surged in his heart, but he had nothing now.

He knew that he had to endure until he had the chance to take revenge. Only by staying alive would he have the chance to change.

He Nanwan also felt a little guilty when she saw Nan Yan. She walked up to her and touched her shoulder. "Nan Yan, I'm sorry. I'm sorry for what happened before."

Nan Yan shook her head. After all, her original body could no longer hear her, so it was useless to say more.

She also knew that the two had something to say, so she patted the back of Ye Qingsang's hand, signaling him to let go, and then said to the two of them, "I know you still have something to say, I'm going to leave first."

As for her, she would naturally torture the male protagonist a little.

Seeing this, He Nanwan gave her another grateful look and said, "Thank you."

Chu Liyue just watched the familiar figure slowly walk towards him, until she was in front of him, until her hair was blown by the wind and accidentally brushed through his fingers, then quietly slipped away, silently, until the two of them passed by each other...

He could even feel the sudden throbbing in his heart when she approached, a suffocating feeling that made him unable to breathe.

But she didn't say a word, didn't look up, didn't even glance at him, and just walked past him calmly.

At that moment, Chu Liyue felt a sense of emptiness that he could no longer grasp. He had an impulse to rush up and grab her hand...

...And in the end, he really caught up.