"Are you in a mood?" Jun Yixuan looked up and down at Lin Ziyi.
This boy, I haven't seen him like this.
"Hmm!" Lin Yunxi smiled and nodded.
Yi'er always sticks to her and loves her. Her eyes have not developed an antidote. Yi'er's heart is very anxious and heartache.
"Yi'er." Lin Zichen saw his mother's brother and immediately ran in.
Seeing his brother coming, Lin Ziyi raised his eyes slightly.
He shouted stiffly, "brother."
Lin Zichen frowned and said, "come down quickly. Your mother is not well and hurt. You can't let her hold her like this."
Long yetian listens to his son's advice and hopes that Yi'er can come down from Xi'er. Yi'er has been making trouble all day. He has never seen him so disobedient. He knows that Yi'er loves Xi'er in his heart.
Lin Ziyi listened, pulled Lin Yunxi's small hand tighter, buried his small face in Lin Yunxi's chest, and no one looked.
Lin Yunxi patted him on the back, "chen'er, forget it, just hold Yi'er."
Yi'er won't go down from her arms tonight.
"My mother, how can I do that? My mother's muscles and veins are not completely good. How can I recover by holding Yi'er like this?" Lin Zichen disagreed. The muscles and veins are damaged, and my mother has suffered a lot. Yi'er is greedy and suffers a lot holding his mother.
"Wuwu..." Lin Ziyi suddenly cried.
His crying frightened everyone again!
"Men don't shed tears easily. What are you crying for?" Lin Zichen angrily said.
Lin Zichen roared, and Lin Ziyi cried even more sadly!
Tears wiped Lin Yunxi. Lin Yunxi patted him on the back and said softly, "Yi'er, don't cry, just hold Yi'er."
"The mother holds the baby, the baby wants the mother, the mother holds, holds." Lin Ziyi burst into tears.
Everyone looked at it and was distressed!
Long yetian takes a deep breath and can't get out!
"Well, the mother holds the baby and the baby doesn't cry." Lin Yunxi comforted him softly.
Lin Ziyi stopped crying. In Lin Yunxi's arms, he closed his eyes and seemed to want to sleep.
He had just recovered from his serious injury and was still very weak. He was very sad and happy. After a while, he was tired and wanted to sleep.
Lin Yunxi took his son's small hand to feel his pulse. Yi'er's pulse was very weak.
She took out a fist sized ginseng from the space and said, "zi'er, you stew this ginseng in the blue feather Turkey Yi'er likes to eat. Stew it for an hour to give full play to the efficacy and eat it for Yi'er. His body is still very weak."
"OK!" Luo Tianzi took ginseng and turned to make medicinal diet.
Long yetian looks at his son as if he is asleep. He walks over and gently wants to hold him over. However, Lin Yi fiercely opens his eyes, stretches out his weak little hand and claps his father's hand. His small mouth shrivels and he will cry again.
Long Yitian quickly retracts his hand when he sees it.
"Lin, it's okay. I can just hold Yi'er. He's thin these days. Let the canteen prepare some delicious food for him." Lin Yunxi knows that Yi'er doesn't want anyone to hold him. Yi'er is so sticky when he is ill.
"Sister Huang, you don't have to worry about it. Soon xuan'er will go to the dining room and order Yi'er to prepare more meals that Yi'er likes to eat." Jun Yixuan said aside.
"OK! Thank you, xuan'er."
"Sister Huang, you are so polite." Jun Yixuan smiled and turned to leave.
"Chen'er, you can have a rest, too. Yi'er's mother will take good care of it. There's nothing wrong during this period. You must practice hard. In the future, you will have a heavy burden, and you must not be slack in your practice." Lin Yunxi told him.
"Mother, chen'er will." Lin Zichen said, and the temperature was much warmer.
Looking at his mother's brother, he sighed heavily in his heart.
"Dad, mom, chen'er has gone to practice."
"Go, chen'er, have dinner on time." long yetian laughs. Chen'er is really sensible. As Xi'er said, chen'er never does anything that makes them worry.
"Dad, chen'er will." Lin Zichen turned and left.
Lin Yunxi took a deep breath. Next, she thought about how to deal with the demon palace. She can't be so passive. She must master the affairs of the demon palace.
Let everything turn for the better. We must not be so passive, nor can we be controlled by the soul.
Lin Yunxi sneered from the bottom of his heart. This time, it depends on who moves faster.
Long yetian took the thin quilt on the soft couch, covered Lin Ziyi, gently rubbed his head and said with a smile: "Xi'er, this boy has adhered to you all day, but it's tired of you. Yi'er doesn't want my father to hold you. It's hard for you."
Lin Yunxi smiled softly and said softly, "Ye, Yi'er sticks to me all his life and takes his son. He won't feel tired. He sleeps in my arms. All I can feel is full of happiness."
Long yetian sat beside her, hugged her, lowered his head and quietly stared at her beautiful side face. His tone was gentle and direct to the bottom of people's heart: "Xi'er, I have you around? My heart is also full of happiness."
"Hmm!" Lin Yunxi nodded, patted her son's back gently with her fingers, and listened to her son's even breathing. Her heart was stuffy and painful. Yi Er's damaged muscles and veins were repaired, but her body was still very weak.
"Xi'er, we have to find a way to lead out the people of the demon palace. We can't be so passive. We must know everything about the demon palace." the people of the demon Palace are no better than Yan Fu. Being passive will only make them suffer.
When Lin Yunxi heard this, ye thought of going with her.
"What do you think, ye?" she wants to hear how ye plans.
Long yetian's palm gently touched her hair and looked at her gently. At the moment, she was holding her son with a shallow smile. She was really beautiful. He smiled and said, "Xi'er, what the demon palace wants most is the Dragon Ring in my hand, so we'll take this as the bait."
Lin Yunxi nodded, couldn't help rubbing her hair and said with a smile: "Ye, it seems that I don't have to worry about it."
"You! You don't have to bother." long yetian gets up and puts the tea in her hand.
"Xi'er, drink some tea. Your body is not sharp yet. These days, you don't want to think about anything. Rest assured to heal your wounds. I'll deal with the affairs of the demon palace. If the red soul is in Yan Mengshu's hand, I'll bring it back to you."
"Good!" Lin Yunxi smiled warmly and nodded. She had a pair of warm shoulders to rely on, which made her feel very relieved.
Long yetian stoops down and looks at his son. He sleeps heavily. A small face carved with powder and jade is still very pale. When he falls asleep, his little hand still holds his mother tightly. His small appearance is distressing and lovely.
Lin Yunxi took out the simple strap she had sewn from the space and wrapped Lin Ziyi, which saved some effort. Yi's head rested on her arm and always sweated.