Chapter 37: On the Way Back to the Palace

Taking advantage of the night rain, everyone beat their horses all the way towards Chu Jing. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

In the carriage, the curtain blocked the sound of rain outside the window, a thin lamp was lit, and Mi Huang fell asleep in the man's arms, and the man closed his eyes, and his face was cold in the dim light, and he couldn't see a trace of emotion. No matter how luxurious the high bed soft couch or even the human cushion can't withstand the bumps and ups and downs of this way, in a trance, another bump, the phoenix slammed heavily on the hard chest, and moaned with difficulty, "It's uncomfortable, I want water......"

Ruo Ziyan opened her eyes when she heard this, and wanted to pour her a cup of tea from the table, but when she thought of the scene where she finally rushed up to block it for another man, regardless of life and death, her eyes were cold, and she exclaimed, "No." ”

"Water ......" Mi Huang wanted to open his eyes but couldn't open them, and he was tired when he thought about it, and he only felt uncomfortable.

Ruo Ao Ziyan didn't hear it, and didn't want to pay attention to her, "If you want to drink, pour it yourself, isn't it very powerful just now! Why can't I even pour a glass of water now." "The voice, the tone, the words that come out are already extremely angry.

Subconsciously, when Mi Huang heard this, he struggled as if to sit up from his arms, and kept muttering in his mouth, and finally almost hit his head on the wall of the car, but fortunately, Ruo Ziyan quickly pulled her back into his arms again, "What a torturous woman." Seeing that she was still struggling to get up, he reluctantly poured her a cup of hot tea that had been warm from the table, carefully supported her, and fed her water.

It's a pity that the unconscious Mi Huang just opened his mouth to drink, but he didn't know how to swallow, most of the tea flowed to the two of them, Mi Huang couldn't tell the difference between the dirt and dirt, and Ruo Ao Ziyan, who was originally dressed in jade, frowned and looked at the water stains on his body and the blood stains that flowed down the water stains, the sword eyebrows twisted slightly, and the jade fingers lightly picked up a long cassette under the brocade couch on the car, took out a set of jade-colored brocade robes that he usually wore, and picked out another cassette, and took out a white and clean silk handkerchief and wound medicine.

With the experience of the morning, it was even easier to untie this riding suit with two hands, and in no two or three strokes, the three pieces of armor before and after were untied, and when they were taken off, they fell on the blanket on the car. Ruo Ziyan's eyes narrowed slightly, looked down at the unconscious woman, and finally chuckled helplessly, "How good it would be if you stayed like this all the time." ”

The movements of his hands did not stop, and soon, there were only close-fitting clothes and exposed smooth skin left on his body, and his lips were a little dry, waiting for water to drink, but he never drank into his thirsty throat, "Water...... Water ......"

If Ao Ziyan retracted his gaze, Ruyu's hand poured another cup of tea, but instead of sending it to Mi Huang's mouth, it was sent into his own mouth, and then lowered his head and fed back into the mouth of the woman who kept asking for it.

Like a sweet spring moisturizing every inch of the mouth and even the throat, the closed eyes of the Huang couldn't help but stretch out the lilac tongue to absorb the delicious juice like elixir honey, Ruo Ziyan also closed his eyes, and the cloves that took the initiative to stretch out back and forth, so that one by one to the mouth of the little mouth that kept begging for water, until each other was no longer thirsty, then satisfied with the brocade pa dipped in the water that had been held in the carriage, ready to clean up the wounds on her body.

When the clean Jinpa was thrown into the clear water and immediately turned into a basin of turbid blood, Ruo Ziyan's face no longer had half of the enjoyment just now, only a darkness in the candlelight.

"What a woman who doesn't know whether to live or die, three years ago, and today too! Always like this! When will I learn to be like a woman? ”

Counting the dozen or so new wounds, large and small, one wound was between the shoulder and the back of the heart, only an inch away from the heart, which was extremely dangerous. I really don't know how this woman persevered until he arrived, and then I look at the countless shallow scars on her body, and I don't know how this woman has persevered on the battlefield again and again in the past three years like tonight......

For a woman, it must be difficult!

Thinking of this, the strength in his hand became extraordinarily light as a feather, and the brocade handkerchief in his hand also wiped the cracked wound with extra care, and then gently sprinkled his special gold sore medicine and muscle-building powder, and then changed her into her own set of jade brocade robes, and finally opened a dark box, took out a set of outer robes and changed them by herself, and finally hugged her carefully.

Soon after entering the city, Mi Huang finally woke up quietly, and then found that there was still a person in the car, and suddenly opened his eyes wide, and he exclaimed in surprise, "Ruo Ao Ziyan?"

Ruo Ziyan's eyelids were slightly raised, but he didn't want to deal with her much, and he planned to teach her a thorough lesson in his heart, otherwise wouldn't this woman still disregard life and death like this in the future.

Mi Huang struggled to sit up, but was swept by his eyes, "The patient should lie down and rest." ”

"But I still want water. Mi Huang whispered, and there was a pleading voice in her voice that she hadn't noticed.

"I can't drink it right now. Ruo Ao Ziyan finally looked up at her.

"But I'm so thirsty, my throat feels like smoke......" Huang raised her finger and pointed to her throat with difficulty, as if that would prove that she was really thirsty.

"Still no. Ruo Ao Ziyan nodded.

"Why don't you give me water to drink?" Mi Huang was furious when he heard this, can he not have a little sympathy for a person who has just returned from a turn on the line of death?

"I don't want to give!" Ruo Ao Ziyan spat out three words.

That's a powerful argument.

"You ......" Mi Huang was angry, glaring at the man above his head, eager to rub his jade face round and flatten, but because he had no extra strength on his body at all, he didn't bother to entangle with him anymore, and said in a low voice: "What is the matter with that son?

"Don't do anything!" said Ruo Ao Ziyan, who had already done everything.

"Then please leave quickly, my father-in-law will continue to rest. ”

But when Ao Ziyan heard this, he didn't even bother to move, just looked down at this stupid woman.

"I don't know if men and women can't stand it?" Mi Huang, who was staring at him uncomfortably, was hysterical for a moment, raised a palm and slapped it on the wall of the car, "Siqin, come in ......"

Si Qin really came in, but she was carrying a big bowl of black unknown things, and the smell she hated the most in her life.

"Princess, the son is all for your good, this is the medicine he explained to Siqin decoction just now, so you can't drink tea when you drink medicine, so as not to solve the medicine. After finishing speaking, his eyes inadvertently paused on the man's robe on Mi Huang's body, and then just as he was about to raise his eyes, he bumped into Ziyan, who was already squinting slightly.

I don't know if it's because of her weak heart or what, so she immediately lowered her head again and pretended not to see anything.

Mi Huang raised his eyes and glanced at someone in disbelief, "You still prescribe medicine?" And two of them changed their surnames, and they all listened to him and spoke for him.

"My ability, princess, don't you know, there will be Yan in the world. "It's not a rhetorical question, it's just an ordinary statement.

It's so humble that it's annoying.

What to do, this man.

Every time that little bit of emotion is gone, I want to beat him.