Sheng Xuanyuan had just arrived at this time, and Qiong Yi had already guessed that the fact that he was seriously injured in the attack had been concealed.
She was not annoyed by this, but wanted to thank this person for giving her time to wake up from the coma and not letting Sheng Xuanyuan see her bruised body. Otherwise, he would have felt so distressed.
Although the current injury is still not serious, it is much better than the miserable state of the night when the air was like a gossamer.
"It's true." Qiong Yi raised her lips, "I remember, Sheng Jing, I remember everything before."
Sheng Xuanyuan leaned over, hugged her tightly, swallowed and nodded: "Yes."
He knew she was injured, so although he pressed her tightly, he didn't dare to use force. Qiong Yi suddenly remembered something. She hadn't been affectionate with him for too long. She hooked her hand to ask him to get closer. Sheng Xuanyuan obediently came up to him. After peeling off his shoulder armor, she bit him hard on the shoulder and then twisted it. He pushed the soft flesh on his waist and pushed it away with a sigh: "Okay, I'll give it back to you!"
Sheng Xuanyuan took a deep breath. The bite was hard enough, leaving a deep purple tooth mark. He knew that Qiong was also venting her anger for bullying her that night. The bite was obviously very painful, but even Unable to stop laughing, he touched the sunken tooth mark on his shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay..."
Qiong also felt that he was dumbfounded by the bite. How could someone show some expression of enjoyment after being hurt? Some people clicked their tongues, seeing gauze tied on one arm, and asked, "Are you injured?"
Sheng Xuanyuan only said: "It's nothing that happens. It's much less serious than your injury."
"I heard from the monks in the wounded camp that there were three hundred fake cultivators from Xirong who came to attack this time, and you were the only one who blocked them." He sat down on the side of the bed: "Why are you so stupid, Qiong Yi, what if you get out of the way?" What happened? What I saw when I came back was a corpse..."
"I almost lost you once, and I don't want anything to happen to you again..."
"But Sheng Kyung, at that time, even if I die in battle, there is no way I can escape." Qiong Yi smiled lightly, with a smile full of bitterness, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'm still alive. Besides, , good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, don’t you think I have regained my sanity?”
Sheng Xuanyuan rubbed his face, and then she used her thumb to forcefully lift the corners of his mouth: "Don't look down."
After stopping, she asked: "How is the situation on the front line?"
"The situation is great, victory is just around the corner." He held her hand: "Don't worry about recovering from your injuries. Just wait for the day when you withdraw your troops and return in triumph."
Qiong Yi smiled: "Okay." Then asked: "Did King Kunzhai pass any orders? Did you hear any news on the front line?"
Seeing Sheng Xuanyuan shaking his head in confusion, she thought secretly, and then said: "The night I was assassinated, the pseudo-cultivators took another pill to improve my cultivation. It was very effective, but I'm afraid it was a life-threatening method. There is something wrong with this matter." Did you hear it?"
"I know, so the first few battles were quite stalemate." Sheng Xuanyuan replied: "The price they paid was also high. There are not many pseudo-cultivators left in the Xirong camp. Victory is just a matter of time."
"Qiong Yi, you just need to stay in the village and take good care of yourself." He chuckled: "We will be able to go home soon."
*
Sheng Xuanyuan went to the front line again, while Qiong was also recuperating in a small village.
The villagers would bring various herbal medicines every day, and chicken soup would be brought to her every three days to replenish her body. Qiong also had the true temperature to nourish her, and with the help of elixirs and herbal medicines applied to her body, she recovered quickly. Within a few days, her health was getting better The wounds have all scabbed over, the internal injuries have been almost healed, and I can get out of bed and walk around.
Even though the number of soldiers in Xirong was small, the battle on the front line was still very anxious. In addition, the temperature was extremely hot in the desert during the dog days of summer, and almost all the doctors in the small village were transferred to help. Qiong Yi originally wanted to go with them, but the doctor listened to Sheng Xuanyuan's instructions and refused to take her, and the villagers earnestly persuaded her to stay, so she stayed.
Because Qiong Yi saved her with his life that night, people in the small village would come to worship her every day. At first it was a visit with gifts, but later it became more like worship. Qiong Yi watched them come to worship her in front of her bed. Go worship, I have never received such a great gift, and I was afraid to say no, but they still insisted on calling her Fairy Fairy. They also said that the village chief had asked someone to make a statue of her and put it in the Earth Temple at the entrance of the village to worship her every year. Only by bowing down can I repay her kindness.
Qiong Yi was completely dumbfounded.
Later, while taking a walk during her leisure time, she actually saw a half-sculpted statue at the entrance of the village. It looked a bit like her. It held a long sword in its hand and had a calm and peaceful look in its eyes. Qiong Yi silently cursed: Is this a look that I can only have if I see through the world of mortals? He doesn't look like a swordsman at all, with kind eyebrows and kind intentions, but more like Guanyin.
*
Soon it was the beginning of autumn, and Qiong also realized something - Sheng Xuanyuan's birthday was approaching, and he was about to reach the age of 18.
The crowning ceremony for the young son of the five tribes should be a very grand ceremony. Qiong also remembered that when her elder brother Lu Yuhao passed away, the family held a big banquet for him with complicated etiquette to show that he had grown up.
Not long after, Zhongyuan was Sheng Xuanyuan's birthday, but it happened to be when victory was in hand on the front line. She thought that since the war was so busy, she might not have the chance to prepare a crowning ceremony for him.
Qiong also didn't want to do nothing for him. During the days when she lost all her consciousness, Sheng Xuanyuan stayed with her and took care of her personally. No matter how many times she recalled it, her heart would tremble for him.
Qiong also thought, at least, I can prepare a hair crown for him.
So, she asked around the village whether anyone knew how to make hair crowns. The enthusiastic aunts showed her the cloth crowns they had sewn and demonstrated with their own hands. Qiong also looked at the shapes and silently wrote down how to make them, thinking: Past tense , the hair crowns that master and senior brother wear are mostly made of gold, silver and jade. I can't sew a cloth crown for Sheng Kyung to wear. It won't match his noble face.
Unfortunately, there was no material at hand, so Qiong Yi could only draw the style of the hair crown in her mind, and found a few women who were good at embroidery to teach her how to sew it.
Qiong Yi's female worker is very poor. Although she can hold the sword steadily, she can hold the embroidery needle tremblingly. She starts sewing before inserting the cloth, and red flowers appear on her fingers. She wraps the cloth around it and continues to sew.
Soon after, the embroidery learning did not produce any results, but the statue at the entrance of the village was finished.
Looking at the lifelike statue, Qiong also thought, if I can get the materials, I will definitely ask this craftsman to shape the crown for me.
Things in this world just happen by chance. When the villagers were setting up a table for Qiong Yi's stone statue, they went to dig stones in the mountains and unexpectedly found an agate stone. The villagers unanimously believed that this was a blessing brought by the fairy who saved the world, so they gave the ivory-white agate stone to Qiong Yi.
Qiong Yi was shocked when she received it. She was still worrying about the materials for making the hair crown, but she got a piece of high-quality raw materials after changing hands. It seemed to be a gift from God to herself, and it was also a birthday gift to Sheng Xuanyuan.
Thinking of his fate that was different from ordinary people, Qiong also felt that it was quite possible.
Qiong also asked the craftsman who carved the stone statue to use this piece of raw material to carve a hair crown. The crown pattern was mainly made of pine and stone. She also carved another hairpin. She personally used twisted silver wire to sew the hairpin with a deep color. After everything was completed, Sheng Xuanyuan's birthday was approaching.
Her injury had healed, and she thanked the villagers and said goodbye. The villagers repeatedly said you're welcome and sent her away to the West Desert Pass.
When passing through the pass, Qiong also heard the news of the victory. She put the birthday gift in her arms into two packages, wielded her sword and left to find the camp. Under the guidance and leadership of the kind-hearted monk, a few days later, during the Zhongyuan period, she arrived at the front line and entered the disciple camp of the Sheng family.
There were many people in the camp. When someone saw her coming, they asked in shock: "Miss Lu?!"
They almost didn't believe their eyes. They rubbed their eyes repeatedly to confirm that they were seeing correctly, and asked: "You, how did you get here? Who sent you here? This... this is not good. No one will take care of you here. It is very dangerous." , go back early.”
Their tone of voice when they talked about this was like coaxing a child. Qiong Yi couldn't help but laugh: "I have recovered my consciousness. I did it on my own." She couldn't help but said: "You are too slow to receive the news, aren't you?"
The monk said nonchalantly: "Ah? That's right! I was so excited when I saw you during the previous sneak attack that I forgot about it for a moment. Please forgive me, Miss Lu."
Qiong also waved his hand casually: "I heard that the victory has been going smoothly these days. I wonder when Sect Master Xie will persuade Xirong to surrender?"
"Kun Zhai has already surrendered, and he will surely return with a great victory soon."
"Very good." She walked towards the camp: "When will your senior brother come back?"
"I don't know. But I will definitely return to camp later."
Qiong also nodded: "Don't make any news about my arrival for now." She was carrying a gift and wanted to surprise Sheng Xuanyuan.
The monk nodded: "Yes. Miss Lu, please."
Qiong also walked into the tent where Sheng Xuanyuan lived alone. The interior layout was exactly the same as the one on the stage, except that the bed where she rested was missing. She walked towards the desk. The peace charm she gave him was still pressed on the corner of the desk as before. It seemed that it had been touched for a long time, and the paper surface had wrinkled and became very thin.
Qiong also sat down at the desk, looking through the documents to learn about the current war and the important things that happened when she was absent-minded. After I regained my consciousness, I felt a renewed sense of long-standing friendship when I read the handwriting again.
She thought: Today is Sheng Jin's birthday, he will definitely come back to the camp.
During the night, the candlesticks burned out one after another, but Sheng Xuanyuan did not come back until dawn. Not only did he not come back during the night, but he disappeared even more early the next morning. When Qiong Yi woke up from the table with his hands on his hands, he felt disappointed, wiped his hair crown again, and thought to himself: His birthday has passed.
On his twentieth birthday, I didn’t even see him.
Qiong also asked Sheng Xuanyuan in the camp where he went yesterday, and the answer he got was: Last night during the Zhongyuan period, the ghost energy was restless, and the corpses who died due to killings would turn into ghosts in different times. All night long, I was alone in the desert on the border, purifying ghosts.
Qiong Yi was stunned. Only then did she realize that Sheng Xuanyuan was negligent last year and did not notice this, which caused the ghost energy to overflow and turn into a minor disaster. This year's birthday, even for adults, must be observed. He spent the whole night fighting with ghosts in the sand, and he refused to stop and come back until dawn when the ghost energy had dissipated.
As soon as he came back, he was summoned by Xie Cong because he had to discuss matters.
"That's it." Qiong also lowered his head.
The disciple immediately said: "Miss Lu, I'm going to tell the young master that you are here. If he knows that you are looking for him, he will definitely come back immediately."
Qiong Yi quickly grabbed him: "No! Don't disturb him, I'll just wait a little longer."
After Qiong Yi finished handling all the matters in the camp, another day passed, it was already dark, and Sheng Xuanyuan still hadn't returned.
She stayed up all night last night and read the documents for a long time. Her brain was exhausted and she felt a little tired. She thought to herself: "I can't keep up anymore. If I keep up, I will die of sleepiness. Let's go to bed early."
After thinking about it, he climbed onto the bed next to him, rolled up the quilt and fell asleep.
