Deyang was already very sad and angry because of his humiliation. When he heard his question, the tears that had been wiped out clear tears again.

Xiahou Yongli wiped her away again with heartache. Seeing her choking again, she sighed helplessly, and her clear voice softened three times: "In that situation at that time, if you can't remove the medicinal properties, you will most likely burn out your blood and die. Yinyin, don't cry, okay? You are a couple, even if you do things like husband and wife, it's normal. You are so sad, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Deyang suddenly widened his eyes, looked at him in a daze, and said hoarsely: "What did you say?"

As soon as I finished asking, I felt the pain in my mouth and my words were extremely vague, and cold sweat suddenly appeared on my forehead.

Xiahou Yongli hurriedly said, "Be good, don't talk. You hurt your tongue yesterday. It took a long time to suture it. The effect of Mafei San has passed. The pain has to be endured slowly."

Deyang opened his eyes wide and felt a hint of hope in his heart. How could she bear it when she told her not to speak?

Just as he was about to speak again, his little mouth was covered by Xiahou Yongli. He looked at her anxious look and couldn't help but sigh and said softly: "Don't worry, you know you have many questions. I have prepared paper and pen. If you have any questions, write it down and I will tell you everything."

As he said that, Xiahou Yongli carefully wrapped her up with a quilt, put two more quilts behind her as pillows, leaving only a jade arm holding a pen outside the quilt.

Seeing that he was so careful, Deyang felt a little moved in his heart, and from his words just now, she understood that she had not been humiliated by those nine faces before.

Seeing her lying down, Xiahou Yongli found another short table on the bed, placed it directly in front of her, and then placed the paper inkstone again. Then he sat back to the bed and smiled softly: "Okay, you can ask now."

Deyang looked at him deeply. After a while, she dipped in ink and said, "You saved me?"

Xiahou Yongli lowered his eyes and looked at her beautiful handwriting, curled his lips and smiled slightly: "You are my wife, so you will naturally be saved."

Deyang thought for a while and said, "Where are Wu Yu and others?"

A hint of coldness flashed in Xiahou Yongli's drooping eyes. He raised his eyes and looked at Deyang. His eyes were full of affection. After a while, he raised his hand and stroked her forehead with a doting heart, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I won't let him go, let alone Nan Chu! But you don't have to consider these things at the moment, it's better to recover from the injury obediently."

Deyang lowered his eyes, his cheeks slowly became as hot as clouds.

When Xiahou Yongli saw her shy and timid, he knew what she was asking. But if he waited for her to ask for this kind of thing, it would be too embarrassing. So he coughed lightly and said softly with a slightly red cheek: "When I arrived yesterday, you were being held hostage by those evil people, trying to do something wrong. Alas, although you have saved your innocence, you still didn't get to the point earlier. You bit your tongue and committed suicide by being tired. So you can't speak now. You can recover from your injuries and wait until it's closed before you can speak."

Speaking of this, he carefully looked at her red cheeks, coughed uneasyly, reached out and gently hugged her, who was wrapped in the cushion, and said softly: "Yinyin, you and I have already married, yesterday... Yesterday was also considered as a husband-and-wife ceremony. I will treat you well in the future!"

Deyang lowered his eyes and was hugged by him. Although his cheeks were so shy that he was blushing, his eyes were still as cold as ice!
Chapter completed!