She seemed to want to pounce over, but she didn't dare, and her fingers were still holding the sword tightly: "You... are you pretending to be that bastard again? Don't hurt me Hao'er!"

She looked very embarrassed, with her hair scattered, her clothes were disheveled, and even a little dirty on her pretty face, but her eyes were still as bright as stars.

This is her! No longer pretending to be something.

Di Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief and opened her arms to her. This was a completely unprepared trust posture: "Baby, who do you think can pretend to be me?"

‘Gu Xijiu’ seemed to finally recognize him, tears fell from her bright eyes and threw herself into his arms: “Fuyi, you are finally here!”

Di Fuyi paused, looked at her in her arms with her eyes down, raised her hand to pin the hair on her temples behind her ears, and her eyes quietly swept across the back of her left ear. There was a very small scar there, which would never be seen without looking closely.

Because this feature is very secret, even Gu Xijiu himself did not know it, but Di Fuyi had intimate with her countless times, and every part of her was deeply imprinted in his mind, and he remembered any small feature.

The little scar is still there, which proves that she is indeed her in her arms. At least her body is correct.

But if it were her, her usual posture was not right...

Every time Gu Xijiu pounced into his arms, she always liked to hug his waist directly, saying that his thin waist felt like a touch and a sense of security when he picked it up.

But now, when she threw herself into his arms, her arms were wrapped around his back.

There are very subtle differences, nothing wrong with the others.

'Gu Xijiu' quickly calmed down, held Di Fuyi's hand and walked towards Di Hao: "Come and see Hao'er, he was seriously injured..."

Di Hao was already fainting, and the wound on his chest was half treated.

Di Fuyi looked at it and knew that the injury was extremely dangerous and could kill someone if he was delayed for a moment.

He squatted and checked his son's wound. The wound had been applied with spiritual medicine, but it was not sutured, and blood still oozed out from time to time."

"Xijiu, I think it's time to sew it for Hao'er to get better faster." Di Fuyi suggested.

'Gu Xijiu' paused for a moment and said, "Okay, Fuyi, you can sew it for him."

Di Fuyi's eyes focused on her: "Xijiu, in terms of suture, I am not as good as you."

'Gu Xijiu' pursed her lips: "Of course I know this, but... but I was injured too, very... very uncomfortable, I am afraid I can't concentrate on healing Hao'er, otherwise I would have sewed it for Hao'er."

Di Fuyi immediately held her hand: "Are you injured? Where are you injured? Come on, let me see!" He was about to take her pulse.

'Gu Xijiu' hurriedly shook off his hand: "I don't have to worry about my injury, I can treat it myself. You should treat Hao'er first? I'm afraid he can't wait. The child is important!"

Di Fuyi glanced at her again, but was still worried: "It's okay, let me see you first, it won't be too late."

He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms. "Gu Xijiu"'s body stiffened and his face changed slightly.

This posture is very similar to the posture when Emperor Fuyi hugged her clone in the Mirage Fantasy Scene, and was about to kill with one blow!
Chapter completed!