However, as soon as her body moved slightly, it seemed as if somewhere had stimulated the man's nerves. His expression changed slightly. At that moment, the panic and fear in his eyes suffocated Mo Xiaodie's heart. Then his movements towards her were significantly accelerated. He walked in front of her in three or two steps. Before everyone could react, he carried her into his arms.

He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

Then, a slightly tight and hoarse voice rang in Mo Xiaodie's ears, "I finally found you."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the heart and lungs, with a hint of indescribable pain.

Mo Xiaodie felt his nose sore and almost burst into tears.

Returning to this familiar and warm embrace, it feels like a different life.

The center of the circle beside him suddenly shouted: "People's Lord!"

This sound suddenly made her come back to her senses. She wanted to push the person in front of her away, but as soon as she moved, she felt her body stiffen. The next breath, her body suddenly hung in the air, and she screamed involuntarily.

He actually carried it up!

Mo Xiaodie saw everyone in front of her looking at her with a look of surprise, and was so ashamed that she couldn't say anything. She forgot everything for a while, and she just beat Xiao Churui's back desperately and said angrily: "Bastard, let me down!"

She was a human being for three lifetimes, so she was not so embarrassed!

However, Xiao Churui seemed to have no feeling, so he carried her out and walked straight towards the horse that was tied to the entrance of the village.

Along the way, the villagers who ran out to watch the fun were watching a tall and handsome man carrying a woman, walking forward as if no one was around, were so shocked that their chin was about to fall off.

Mo Xiaodie was so embarrassed that she dared not look up and cursed the stinky man in her heart. If she hadn't had the strength to recover from a serious illness, she wouldn't have been so cowardly now!

It was not until he arrived at the horse that Xiao Churui put her down, but Mo Xiaodie felt a pain in her chest and leaned against his arms a little unsteadily.

Xiao Churui then remembered that she was a patient now. When she saw her just now, her face and lips were as white as paper. At this time, she was afraid that it would involve the wound, so she couldn't help but curse herself inwardly and said to her subordinates who were following her: "Go and prepare a carriage!"

The subordinate hurriedly took the order and left. Xiao Churui tightened the person in his arms, lowered his eyes and whispered: "Do you want to find a place for you to sit and rest first?"

Mo Xiaodie survived the pain just now, frowned and looked at him, "Xiao Churui, I have something to say to you..."

Xiao Churui's brows were locked deeper than hers, and he said without saying anything: "Let's talk about it later."

After saying that, he stopped looking at her and no longer mentioned finding a place to let her rest. He just thought about it and suddenly picked her up.

Mo Xiaodie was frightened and a little stunned. Seeing the woman's appearance, Xiao Churui finally raised a faint smile on his lips, and said childishly: "In this way, you won't be tired."

The smile, with the joy of losing and regaining, also had a trace of fear, so I could not speak for a long time.

Soon, the carriage was ready, and Xiao Churui hugged her and sat up, but still hugged the person tightly in his arms.

The coachman raised his whip and the carriage quickly headed towards Xiangyang City.

Mo Xiaodie suddenly reacted and grabbed Xiao Churui's collar, "Centimeter of the circle...whether of those people around me?"

Xiao Churui didn't say anything, but a trace of anger rose in his eyes. Mo Xiaodie was a little shocked and hurriedly said, "They are mine, don't hurt them."

As soon as these words came out, it was equivalent to not asking for advice. She deliberately did not contact them these days. Xiao Churui mourned, suddenly raised his hand and gently combed her hair, and said, "If you go back with me, they will be fine."

When he said this, there was still no smile on his face.

Mo Xiaodie shook her hand and said unconsciously: "Are you really Xiao Churui?"

"What do you think?" Xiao Churui looked at her with a smile, suddenly hugged her tightly, buried her head in her neck, sniffed the fragrance of medicine on her body, and said hoarsely: "For more than half a month, I almost forgot what I used to be."

Everyone said she was dead, but he didn't believe it. As long as there was a clue, he would run it himself no matter how busy the affairs in his hands.

God blessed, fortunately he did not give up, fortunately he... did not really lose her.

He kept this posture along the way and said nothing more.

Mo Xiaodie always felt that he might have guessed something, and was quite frightened. Seeing his tired appearance, he felt a little distressed. After struggling for a while, he still reached out to touch his hair and gently stroked his hair.

Although the small carriage was silent, there was a hint of warmth flowing.

The carriage finally stopped, and Xiao Churui carried her down again, but saw that he actually took her to the Yuan family.

Yes, when Guo Zuoxiang escaped from prison, Nanping Hou also took his wife and children to accompany him, leaving behind his brothers from his second wife, Mrs. Wei, and their three siblings.

Fortunately, she stopped the daughter of the Miao tribe leader from controlling wild animals to attack soldiers at that time, and allowed the team led by Wen Shouheng to arrive at the banquet in time. Only then did she successfully suppress the rebellion, which was a great achievement.

The people who were left behind in the Nanping Hou Mansion were not directly involved in the rebellion, so they were spared from the death of death.

When she heard that Nanping Hou also ran away with Guo Zuoxiang, she was so surprised that she almost asked someone to prepare a horse to return to the city. After hearing that Wei Chengxuan and Wei Ziqing's family were fine, she calmed down.

At this time, Wei Chengxuan and Wei Ziqing's family were already in front of the Yuan family. When they saw her, they immediately came to meet her. Tears were flowing, and they looked at her unable to speak for a long time.

Mo Xiaodie couldn't help feeling sad when she saw them. Although her memories of Shen Qiange have come back, she also truly regards them as her relatives.

Xiao Churui glanced at them and suddenly said, "Then I'll go back and prepare first."

Wei Ziqing took out a handkerchief and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, nodded and said, "I'm sorry, Xiao Erlang, you don't have to worry about Ziyi, we will prepare everything.

You found Ziyi, I don’t know how to thank you yet.”

As she talked, she couldn't help crying again.

Xiao Churui raised his hand and said in a gentle voice: "We will soon be a family. There is nothing to be grateful for. Sister doesn't have to take it to heart."

Mo Xiaodie, who was standing beside him, was confused. What was Xiao Churui going to prepare? What was going to be a family?

And when will he call Wei Ziqing the eldest sister?

However, without waiting for her to ask, Xiao Churui turned over and pulled the reins and left.

Before leaving, he didn't look at her at all.

Mo Xiaodie pursed her lips slightly. At this moment, Wei Ziqing took her hand and pulled her straight into the room.

"You have to prepare quickly, and it will be troublesome if you miss the time."

As we passed by, we saw the Yuan family decorated with lanterns and colorful silk hanging everywhere. A big word of joy was posted on the wall facing the door, and the atmosphere was full of joy.

Mo Xiaodie's eyes widened slightly, and a ridiculous thought suddenly arose in her heart, trying to hold Wei Ziqing and ask clearly. However, Wei Ziqing rushed to the hour and didn't give her any time to speak. She directly pulled her into the room and escorted her to change into wedding clothes and makeup with several maids.

Everything that followed was like a process of rushing. Wei Ziqing covered her red veil and took her out. She heard the crackling sound of firecrackers and the noisy and vibrant and festive voices in her ears.

A familiar big hand took her from Wei Ziqing's hand and led her to a pride. The pride staggered to another place.

Then he was a church and entered the bridal chamber.

During this whole process, a big hand was always holding her tightly to prevent her from being confused, to prevent her from being in danger, to prevent her from being in danger, to prevent her from being in the future.

Finally, when she sat alone on the joyful bed covered with red silk and finally returned to silence around her, Mo Xiaodie suddenly came back to her senses from that trance state.
Chapter completed!