Chapter 237

One day, two days, three days.

Time passed day by day.

Yi Xiaoqiao has been waiting for the eagle Falcon to be summoned in winter. However, she has been waiting and waiting, but she has not been able to wait until the eagle Falcon comes back. Yi Xiaoqiao is more and more anxious.

She began to be afraid that Mu Yian would never return.

She doesn't know if Mu Yian in the book did such a crazy thing as at this time, but now calm down and think about it. It's too risky.

If you are not careful, you will be doomed.

"Madam, madam -"

With the rapid footsteps, Tian Xiang ran in. She ran too fast and gasped. She covered her stomach and said, "madam, general... General, he..."

"There's news back. Where is it?" Yi Xiaoqiao hurried forward to look for her clothes.

Tian Xiang held Yi Xiaoqiao's hand, shook his head, held his breath and said, "the general is back."

General, muyian?

Mu Yian is back!

Yi Xiaoqiao stammered in surprise: "Mu Yian... Are you sure it's Mu Yian back? He... Where is he?"

"He has entered the city and is coming to the general's house."

Is he really back?

Yi Xiaoqiao couldn't listen to her anymore. He turned and ran away.

I just ran out of the yard, but I stopped abruptly.

In the snow-white garden, his black clothes were so eye-catching, his body was straight, standing proudly in the world, like an unyielding black wood.

Yi Xiaoqiao suddenly heard her heartbeat, plopping fast and frightening. She clenched her fist hard, stabbed her fingertips deeply into the palm of her hand, and forced herself to calm down.

Is that him?

Is it an illusion or real, is it really him, or is it just a dream?

His eyes are opposite. His eyes are so gentle and bright, like stars in the sky.

"Muyian?" Yi Xiaoqiao gave a tentative cry.

He smiled silently, walked over and held her in his arms.

Yi Xiaoqiao was half forced to be held in his arms by him. His ear was close to his chest. He only heard the beating heart. He had a heartbeat. His body was warm. Yi Xiaoqiao could feel everything about him. She stretched out her book and hugged him tightly around his waist.

"Mu Yian, it's really you. I didn't dream."

Mu Yi'an smiled: "of course it's me."

"How did you come back? Why didn't you send me a letter? I've been waiting for your letter." Yi Xiaoqiao was afraid that it was false. He looked up at him carefully and described his eyebrows and eyes with his eyes for fear of missing a penny of him.

"Worried about you, I hurried back." Mu Yi'an rubbed her head, and his palm slid down her neck and fell to her waist. After making sure she wasn't hurt, he was completely relieved.

When he received the news from here, the matter in Beijiang had just come to an end. Seeing that Fengduo almost ran away and even hurt Yi Xiaoqiao, his heart could no longer be calm, so he explained the matter a little and hurried back.

Fortunately, she's fine. Fortunately, she's really fine.

"Muyian?" Yi Xiaoqiao was out of breath and pushed him gently.

Mu Yian suddenly lost his attitude and let go a little: "it's great if you're all right. I'm really worried..."

"I should worry about you." Yi Xiaoqiao smiled: "if you take so many people into northern Xinjiang, you will be noticed if you are careless..."

"Fortunately, I'm fine." Mu Yi'an pinched her little face: "it's so cold. Go back."

He put his arm around Yi Xiaoqiao's waist and walked into the house with her in his arms.

Yi Xiaoqiao asked in a low voice, "how are things in Northern Xinjiang? But is it going well?"

"Very good." Mu Yi'an smiled: "thanks to you, Feng duo, the solution is very smooth."

"Really? So what did Beijiang promise?"

"He can't do it if he doesn't want to." Mu Yi'an smiled and his eyes were full of doting on her. They didn't seem to be talking about national affairs, but more like flirting.

"I didn't expect it to go so smoothly. It's good." It seems that they took advantage of the border town. In fact, like northern Xinjiang, they sacrificed a lot of brothers. Those people had parents, wives and children. When she saw the long list, she was really worried. At that moment, she deeply realized what "life is like grass Mustard". Human life is the most worthless thing here.

Although he answered easily, it was not easy for him to escape from northern Xinjiang.

"You have sacrificed a lot, haven't you?"

Mu Yi'an thought for a moment and said calmly, "fortunately, some tricks were used. The previous war in Northern Xinjiang lost a lot of people. The palace is empty. Even if we fight hard, our chances of winning are great."

Yi Xiaoqiao knows he's easy to say, but it must be difficult to do it. But mu Yian doesn't want to elaborate, and she doesn't want to ask again. After all, he can come back safely, which is the best result for Yi Xiaoqiao. She doesn't want to investigate other things.

"By the way, you have to hurry back. You must have not eaten yet? I'll make you something to eat."

"Don't worry." Mu Yi'an made a little effort and hooped her in his arms: "let me warm up first."

The wind and snow all the way were like knives, and his body was going to be stiff. Now holding Yi Xiaoqiao, he finally recovered some temperature.

Tian Xiang heard Mu Yi'an's words as soon as she came to the door. She stopped. She looked down at the small bowl on the tray and smiled. It must be that Mu Yi'an didn't need her to prepare soup. Let Yi Xiaoqiao come later.

She turned her steps and retreated quietly.

Yi Xiaoqiao's ears and eyes were clear. When Tian Xiang came before, she heard the movement. Now she heard the footsteps stop for a moment and then gradually go away. She couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But even so, she was still a little shy, as if she had done something bad to be caught.

She was held rigidly by him, listening to his heartbeat, her hand inadvertently touched his fingertips, and her heart suddenly became more sad.

Now it is the middle of winter, and the mountains are closed by heavy snow, especially in Northern Xinjiang. It is always cold there. In winter, Northern Xinjiang is even more steep and difficult to stand. I really don't know how mu Yi'an came back in such a short time.

Along the way, his body was covered with wind and frost, his hands were frozen and purple, and it was even difficult to straighten.

Yi Xiaoqiao held his hand. Her hand was very small and covered the back of his hand, but she couldn't contain him and warm him anyway. She took his hand and put it on her lips to breathe gently. She rubbed and rubbed it quickly to warm his cold palm.

Tears fell inadvertently and hit his palm.

Mu Yi'an hung his head a little: "I'm fine."

"Your hands are stiff." She should have felt it just now. When Mu Yi'an pinched her, she should have felt his fingers cold and his slow movement, but she only looked at him at that time and didn't find him different. Now, seeing that his fingers couldn't stretch straight, Yi Xiaoqiao just found out what the problem was.

"It's really all right. Just keep warm." His eyes fell on the tip of her slightly red ears, and Mu Yi'an smiled: "look at you, you have to cry if I don't come back, and you have to cry when I come back. What can I do?"

Yi Xiaoqiao silently warmed his hands until he warmed his frozen hands and restored the temperature. He didn't continue kneading, but stroked his hands.

"Oh -" Mu Yi'an suddenly smiled low.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Nothing. I just think such a lady is very nice." Mu Yi'an smiled and bent his eyes. His warm fingertips brushed her lips: "madam, it's nice to have you."