It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

Shen Yijun couldn't leave her here and let her wait alone. She would feel so helpless and desperate.

The outer robe inside the armor was almost stained with blood, but he was completely unaware.

Shen Yijun held Bai Qingya in his arms and said, "I won't leave, don't be afraid..."

At this time, the four people hiding in the dense forest to check the situation:

Ying Zhao: "Third Brother, the little girl won't vomit blood and die, will she?"

Fu Feng frowned: "What kind of crow's mouth is that? It's really annoying."

Bai Churan's eyes turned red: "Why do I feel that the master's breath is getting weaker and weaker, as if he is really going to die."

Ji Wushang said in a deep voice: "Do you think that robbery is just about eating, drinking and enjoying yourself? That merit is too easy to earn."

He looked at the two miserable people in the distance and said, "A calamity is a calamity. Even if we set this up, the pain and suffering are real."

Fu Feng asked the fatal question: "That was Zhenjun's calamity, why was Qingya the one who suffered?"

Ji Wushang:...

Bai Qingya was half lying in Shen Yijun's arms, and the same question emerged in her mind.

My god, Master is going through the tribulation, why am I the one suffering?

This is so painful that I vomited a liter of blood.

Most importantly, she felt her vitality was gradually fading away.

I won’t get into trouble this time, or I’ll really die.

It’s okay. If you really can’t bear it anymore, just open the acupoints and release a little bit of divine power to prolong your life.

She is not panicking.

Shen Yijun was still hugging her tightly.

Feeling her body temperature slowly dropping, Shen Yijun's mind went blank.

The man just now was too powerful, and he could only injure him by three points even with all his effort.

He had long since lost his strength, but the torch for signaling was left on the horse.

They can't just wait to die like this.

Shen Yijun hugged Bai Qingya and tried his best to think calmly.

Light a fire, the smoke will allow anyone looking for them to see them.

As he thought about it, he gently put Bai Qingya down.

"Alan, wait a minute. I'll get some branches to create smoke so they can see it."

He said this and stumbled away into the distance.

After a while, he came back with a bunch of branches.

Soak half of the branches and leaves, light the dry ones first, and then put the wet ones on top.

Soon, a thick smoke rose from where they were.

There is no wind today, so the thick smoke rises straight into the sky.

After doing all this, he returned to Bai Qingya and held her in his arms: "Alan, how do you feel?"

"I feel like I'm dying..." Her breath was already very weak, and she had to use all her strength to speak each word.

"I... just... can't bear to leave Jun..."

"Ah Jun, I'm so scared..."

Shen Yijun's eyes suddenly turned red. He never dared to think about it that way, but she said it first.

His bloodstained face showed a hint of confusion and despair, and he retorted with trembling lips: "Don't talk nonsense."

"We just got married, and you're only seventeen. We still have thirty, forty, fifty years to be together..."

"You have to believe me, you won't die..."

"Alan..."

"Don't die..."

"Please..."

His voice was hoarse and choked with pain.

Bai Qingya couldn't see his expression, and pulled the corners of her lips weakly: "I am very happy to marry you..."

"If, if I die, I hope you live well, marry a good girl, live a good life... forget me..."

Lan Qingya couldn't help but give herself a thumbs up for her great performance.

In the distance, many soldiers could be vaguely seen passing through the woods.

Bai Qingya closed her eyes.

Shen Yijun's face turned pale and he turned her face.

The girl's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss. At this moment, she was like a lifeless glass doll that would shatter at the slightest touch.

Shen Yijun gently patted her cheek and called her softly: "Alan...Alan? Wake up, we are saved..."

The person in his arms did not respond.

The light in Shen Yijun's dark eyes suddenly went out, his gaze became empty and deep. The next moment, he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and fainted by the river while holding Bai Qingya.

Bai Qingya was so exhausted that she couldn't speak, but she could feel the warmth on her face and chest.

She thought with relief that this was at least proof that her master had fallen in love with her.

Then consciousness fell into darkness.

Soldiers from a distance rushed over and started to rescue in a hurry.

Ying Zhao couldn't help but complain: "Third Brother, you're too harsh."

Why does it feel like they are both going to be in trouble?

Ji Wushang sneered: "I didn't injure the little girl..."

Yingzhao:...

Bai Qingya regained consciousness and her first reaction was fear.

Too risky.

At the last moment, she fell into a coma and had no extra energy to replenish herself with a bit of divine power to prolong her life.

There was a steady breathing beside the bed, and she opened her eyes with difficulty.

I thought I would see Huayi or Su's mother, but it turned out to be Shen Yijun.

He had placed a couch right next to the bed and was currently sleeping soundly on it.

He was only wearing a white undershirt, through which the bandages could be vaguely seen.

The cascading black hair spread out, adding a touch of softness to his resolute and cold facial features.

She was in a trance for a moment.

It seemed like I had returned to the days when I was with my master in Piaomiao Garden.

Perhaps it was because of their age, Jun Moxiao and Shen Yijun were the same person, but he gave her very different feelings.

The cool and cold aura on Shen Yijun is much weaker than that on Jun Moxiao.

It's more about the youthful vigor and vitality.

And the burning look in his eyes when he looked at her.

The master rarely showed his emotions. Even during the life-and-death separation, he indulged her and complied with her requests. Only occasionally could one feel his attachment to her from the strength with which he held her and the whispers he made during lovemaking.

Shen Yijun is lively and passionate.

He would express his attachment to her, would openly ask her for a kiss, would bring her small gifts and snacks every time he came back from going out, would constantly call her by her nickname during every intimate entanglement, and would look for her everywhere if he couldn't see her for a moment.

Bai Qingya can still recall the temperature of the blood that sprayed on her face and chest.

Suddenly, she felt an infinite desire in her heart.

I want to spend more time with a master like this.

One or two more years should be fine, right?

He began to calculate with his right hand at his side.

Suddenly, she figured something out and her eyes flickered.

Bai Qingya moved slightly while lying on the bed, and immediately felt a sharp pain between her ribs.

She couldn't help but take a deep breath.

She restrained herself from making this sound, so it was already very soft.

Shen Yijun opened his eyes immediately, and when he saw her frowning, he immediately stood up and moved closer to her.

"You're awake?" He raised his hand and touched her forehead. "The fever is finally gone."

"Don't move. You have three broken ribs. It hurts if you move."

"how do you feel?"

"Would you like some water?"

Bai Qingya twitched the corners of her lips: "Yeah."

He immediately turned around to pour her some water, fed her some water, and asked, "Are you hungry?"

Bai Qingya: "There's no rush. How long have I been unconscious?"

Shen Yijun stroked her cheek: "Five days."

She glanced out the door: "Where's Huayi?"

Shen Yijun: "It's only Yin hour now, she hasn't woken up yet. Tell me what you want to do."

Bai Qingya's face flushed, and she stammered for a long time: "I, I want to go to the toilet..."

She was too embarrassed to say it, she was very anxious.