After the tender beauty was reborn, the husband of the god of war competed for favor

Chapter 31 How do you know I like to eat this?

If Song Jiuxi didn't know what happened in her previous life, then she might have taken it seriously. But considering that Yan Shubai had less than half a month to live, what he said was empty talk.

No matter what the reason was, Yan Shubai was willing to protect her, and Song Jiuxi accepted this sentiment.

Late at night, Song Jiuxi waved his hand and turned off the lights.

Duan Chang and Luo Feng were standing on the branches outside the window. The bright moonlight filtered through the window lattice into the house, spreading a layer of moon frost on the ground.

She lay down next to Yan Shubai, which was how they slept for the past few days.

Yan Shubai was poisoned, his legs were sick, and his breathing became shallower at night, so Song Jiuxi always pretended that the person beside him did not exist.

But Yan Shubai didn't know if he had been out in the wind for too long. At night, he saw Yan Shubai's whole body trembling. Song Jiuxi was awakened by the sound around him, and saw Yan Shubai's face was as white as snow, and his lips were

It's as white as a coat of cold white paint.

"Yan Shubai."

Song Jiuxi reached out and touched his forehead. The temperature of his tentacles was as cold as a living person.

Song Jiuxi was shocked and changed her hands to check Yan Shubai's pulse.

But suddenly her wrist was grabbed by a hand with distinct joints.

Song Jiuxi looked into Yan Shubai's eyes and said, "I'll call the doctor."

"No need." Yan Shubai's face was pale and cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but his voice was clear, "Qi Shuangxue just had an attack."

His body was very tense, and the veins on his neck were bulging. It was not obvious from his face how much pain there was, but cold sweat was seeping everywhere.

Song Jiuxi remembered what Aunt Qing had said before. When Qishuang Snow attacks, in addition to the unspeakable pain, there is also the coldness that feels like being on the top of a ten thousand year snow mountain.

The blood and breathing in the body seemed to be frozen, leaving only dense pain and cold, churning back and forth in the body.

But at this time, people's consciousness cannot be frozen, so the pain they feel becomes more and more profound.

Song Jiuxi tucked Yan Shubai's quilt tighter, but it had no effect.

She suddenly wondered if it wouldn't be long before the person lying next to her would not be breathing when she woke up.

Thinking of this, she felt complicated. In addition to pity and regret, she seemed to have some other emotions.

She suppressed the inexplicable emotion and said, "I'm trying to give you some internal energy, but I don't know if it will work."

Yan Shubai didn't speak. He didn't know whether he had no energy to speak or he agreed. Song Jiuxi hesitated and held Yan Shubai's hand. This time he didn't refuse her.

Song Jiuxi slowly channeled her inner energy. She didn't know if Yan Shubai was feeling better, but the skin on his body was no longer so cold.

It wasn't until Yinshi that Song Jiuxi saw Yan Shubai sleeping and let go of his hand.

She turned around and lay down, thinking about Yan Shubai's life.

He went to the battlefield when he was twelve years old, and later won many battles, becoming the myth of the God of War.

But two years ago, he was suddenly defeated, and he was poisoned and his legs were disabled.

Now everyone in the capital knew that he was about to die soon, but Song Jiuxi could not see the haggardness and decadence of a dying person in him.

Under this beautiful skin, there is a toughness as strong as cypress. Even if he falls into the current situation, he will not hurt himself or give up.

However, the blood-coated general who can command fifty thousand owl-clad guards and make the people of Northern Qi frightened will never be a weak person.

Song Jiuxi thought for a while and then fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Song Jiuxi got up early and went out to practice martial arts.

Yan Shubai's Fufeng Yuan has a large area, which is suitable for martial arts training.

Song Jiuxi took Queyun and performed a set of marksmanship. This is what she must do every day. Now that she is not in the Changping Marquis Mansion, she will not worry about others.

But Luo Feng and Duan Chang, who were squatting on the branches, were jealous. They had long known that Madam's martial arts were extraordinary, but when they saw her with their own eyes, they always wanted to go up and ask for advice to see if she was really as powerful as their master.

Luo Feng was steady, but Duan Chang couldn't hold himself any longer and jumped down from the branch.

"Madam, I would like to ask you for some advice."

"Okay, come on!" Song Jiuxi was sweating from all the movement and was looking for someone to practice her skills with.

Now that Duan Chang has come to her door, how could she let him go?

And she knew that Yan Shubai's martial arts was very powerful in the past, but now Yan Shubai can no longer use martial arts, and Song Jiuxi has no place to ask for advice. Now it's good to try it with his subordinates.

Duan Chang didn't know what Song Jiuxi was thinking. He was very excited now. If he wins today, he can show off to those belligerent people in Xiao Yiwei.

He couldn't beat the master, but he could beat the master's wife.

So when Yan Shubai went out, he saw such a scene.

The silver gun was wrapped in the cold air of the morning, and a shimmering light flashed through the air. The girl in red pressed forward step by step, her figure moving, light and graceful.

Luo Feng stood behind Yan Shubai, and Yan Shubai asked: "Who do you think will win?"

Luo Feng paused and said, "Madam."

Yan Shubai chuckled lightly and said, "There are still three more moves, and Duan Chang won't be able to catch them."

Sure enough, after three moves, every move Duan Chang made was blocked by Song Jiuxi's silver spear. Duan Chang gritted his teeth and tried desperately to break free, but the more he broke free, the more he felt as if Song Jiuxi had set a trap around him.

Open a net.

He is the fish in the net, no matter how hard he struggles, he cannot escape.

"If we don't fight anymore, I will admit defeat!"

Duan Chang shouted hurriedly, and Song Jiuxi regretfully took back the silver spear.

Duan Chang exhausted all his strength and staggered to the stone table next to him and sat down. His cheek rested on the table and his hands hung down feebly. His whole body seemed to have been devastated and lost its soul.

Luo Feng looked at Duan Chang with disgust, but he was grateful in his heart. Fortunately, he didn't rush forward just now, otherwise he would be like Duan Chang, being thrown around by a silver gun.

This silly boy didn't know it yet, but he had already lost. It was just that the lady wanted to practice more, which was why she let him dance for so long.

Song Jiuxi was sweating. She wanted to take a bath, but she saw Yan Shubai sitting at the door.

"Are you feeling well? Why did you come out?"

Yan Shubai said: "It's not a big deal. Madam was injured last night."

Song Jiuxi shook his head: "No, as long as you're fine."

If Yan Shubai is fine, then she can still live a peaceful life.

When she came out after bathing, she saw that breakfast had been set out in the small kitchen. There was still a bowl of porridge in front of Yan Shubai, and the table was all for Song Jiuxi.

Song Jiuxi loves to eat these exquisite snacks, and the soft and crispy thousand-feuille cake is her favorite.

But she hadn't eaten it for a long time. When her mother was around, she often bought it for her. Once her mother left, her life was controlled by Qiu Ting and her daughter.

Seeing Song Jiuxi stunned, Yan Shubai pushed the plate of thousand-feuille cake in front of Song Jiuxi. "It's not advisable to eat too much for breakfast, but your favorite food is always prepared in the small kitchen. You can bring it over whenever you are hungry."

Song Jiuxi suddenly raised his head and asked suspiciously: "How do you know I like to eat this?"

(End of chapter)