Ye Yanran's watery eyes widened, and she kept swallowing saliva, trembling at Emperor Fuchen's shocked eyes and blood-covered face, and cold sweat broke out in her palms. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Young marshal, hurry up and stop the bleeding, and let someone bandage your wound immediately!" Adjutant Chen reacted at once, and hurriedly took out a white square handkerchief and handed it over.

Huang Fuchen took the square handkerchief, wiped the blood on his face casually, and stared at Ye Yanran with his eyes.

"Got a lot of fun? Enough trouble? Huang Fuchen's voice fell coldly, and the anger in his eyes faded a little when he saw the woman's shrinking appearance.

Ye Yanran's phoenix eyes flickered, staring at the man, wondering in her heart, when did this man become so talkative, why didn't he get angry yet, could it be the prelude to the collapse of the snowy mountain.

"Come here!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, and a pair of eagle eyes shone with a complicated light.

Ye Yanran listened, her feet froze in place, and she shook her head, "I won't go over!" Don't come here! ”

"Come here!!" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little heavier, "Isn't it a doctor?" Bandage the wound! ”

Ye Yanran listened, suddenly came to her senses, suddenly relaxed her vigilance, and ran outside, "You wait, I'll go get the medicine box immediately." ”

Ye Yanran was just about to run out, but Huang Fuchen's arm quickly grabbed the woman's arm, "Sit down for me!" ”

Ye Yanran was pulled back and sat on a chair beside Huang Fuchen.

Huang Fuchen leaned close to his head, his face stained with undried blood, staring at the woman who kept leaning back, "Ye Yanran, this handsome makes you want to escape so much?" ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes and muttered in her heart, so disgusting, why don't you run away.

"What are you muttering? Say it! Huang Fuchen saw that the woman seemed to be cursing, and he was anxious, eager to get into the woman's heart and find out.

"It's nothing, the wound on your head, you have to bandage it quickly." Ye Yanran reminded in a low voice.

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, "Where is the medicine box?" ”

"In the east, in my wing, next to the dressing mirror, but Zhao Feng is resting inside." Ye Yanran calmly fell back.

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he ordered Adjutant Chen, "Adjutant Chen! Send a maid and get it from the medicine box. ”

"Yes! Young marshal. Adjutant Chen quickly left the room.

After a moment of silence, Huang Fuchen sat down, still wiping the spilled blood with a square handkerchief with one hand, and staring at Ye Yanran with an avoidant face with burning eyes.

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes, her cheeks turned to the side, and she didn't look at Huang Fuchen's eyes.

"Don't dare to look at it? Scared? Huang Fuchen's voice was like an old ancient bell ringing, dull and cold.

"Yes!" Ye Yanran raised her head suddenly, "I smashed you, so what do you want?" You're right, I'm afraid, but if you want to deal with me, do so! ”

"Hehe~~!" Huang Fuchen smiled deeply, silent, staring at the woman's phoenix eyes, his gaze slid down, and fell on the woman's white neck...

After a short silence, after the medical box was delivered, Adjutant Chen retreated with recognition, and the medical box fell on the table.

Ye Yanran opened the medicine box, took out the potion, tweezers, and cotton yarn, stepped forward, and glanced at Huang Fuchen, "Put your hand down, I'll help you bandage your wounds." ”

Huang Fuchen put down his hand, threw away the blood-stained square handkerchief in his palm at will, raised his eyes, and stared at the woman's actions with a faint gaze.

Ye Yanran gently cleaned the wound with cotton yarn, and her eyes suddenly became focused.

Until sprinkled with a layer of hemostatic powder, pulling the white gauze around the top of the man's head, carefully wrapping around.

Suddenly, Huang Fuchen's eyes flashed with a wisp of interest, and a pair of arms suddenly hugged the woman's waist.

Ye Yanran panicked, and the knot in her hand was pulled heavily.

"Hiss~~!" Huang Fuchen took a breath of cold air, "Ye Yanran, you are looking for death!" ”

"Then don't hold me!" Ye Yanran bandaged the wound and replied angrily.

Hearing this, Huang Fuchen's eyes did not fade, and he let go of his palm, Ye Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, avoiding the man's eyes and bandaging the man's wounds.

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After a while, the room was also moved to the next one.

In the new room, a lime yellow light shone down, gilding it with a golden glow.

Huang Fuchen's head was wrapped with a circle of white gauze, and the blood stains on his face were also cleaned.

"It's bandaged." Ye Yanran retreated lightly, hurriedly avoided a step, stood aside, and packed up the medicines and tweezers in the medicine box.

Huang Fuchen stood up, wearing only the thin long shirt on his body, glanced at the charcoal stove on the side, and said in a deep voice, "Go and make a charcoal fire." ”

Ye Yanran closed the lid of the medicine box, slowly walked to the charcoal stove, took the ignition fold on the side, blew it, lit the charcoal stove, stretched out her hand to roast it, rubbed a pair of small hands, arched it, fell to her mouth and exhaled hot air, and glanced at Huang Fuchen behind him.

Huang Fuchen stood up, paced behind Ye Yanran, and looked condescendingly at the woman squatting beside the charcoal stove and roasting her hands, "Want to rest alone?" Be quiet for a while? Well? ”

Ye Yanran listened, stopped her movements in an instant, turned around, her voice was soft, and she had a pleading tone, "Well, young marshal, I really... I'm tired, okay with a few days of rest? ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes stared at the woman's pleading eyes with deep meaning, and he was amused in his heart, and his thin lips spit lightly, "Okay! ”

Ye Yanran's eyes widened in surprise, she looked at the man in front of her in disbelief, and stood up.

"Weird?" Huang Fuchen asked a little meaningfully.

Ye Yanran met the man's eyes, flashing with complicated feelings under the light, but nodded slightly, "Thank you, young marshal, if you don't rest here, I'll go to the West Wing guest room." ”

"No!" Huang Fuchen's voice was cold and hard, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the woman's arm, "You rest here, Ben Shuai goes to the study to rest." ”

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and a look of surprise that could no longer be surprised appeared in her eyes, and she was in a trance for a while, and then nodded hurriedly, "Thank you, young marshal." ”

Huang Fuchen saw the woman's unconcealable joy, and his anger swept through his heart, and he turned over the mountains and seas for a while.

"Young marshal, I'll send you out." Ye Yanran opened her mouth a little flatteringly, anxiously wanting to send away this plague god, this man who disgusted her all the time.

Huang Fuchen stared at Ye Yanran with straight eyes, and walked towards the door, Ye Yanran followed nervously, very excited, he didn't have to endure that disgusting and disgusting feeling tonight.

The man's dark brown pupils dilated little by little, and his steps fell in front of the door, and he was about to step out of the threshold with his feet heavy, looking sideways at Ye Yanran, who was hanging his head and sending himself away.

"I'm leaving?" Huang Fuchen is low and dull.

"Hmm." Ye Yanran nodded slightly, "Young marshal, go slowly!" I'll help you change the dressing for your wound tomorrow. ”

Huang Fuchen's eagle eyes were dyed all over the gloom, and the black mist shrouded his eyebrows, "It's cold, aren't you afraid of freezing when you sleep alone?" ”

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, looked up at the man's eyes, was suddenly startled, looked scary, and hurriedly fell back, "I will cover a few more layers of bedding, wrap it tightly, it won't be cold, young marshal, it's not early, you go back to your room to rest." ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the woman's face from beginning to end, and he stepped out of the threshold with calm steps, and just went out, Ye Yanran saw it, and hurriedly stepped forward and reached out to close the door.

Suddenly, the man's broad palm pressed against the door that was about to close, and Huang Fuchen stood outside the door, a pair of eagle eyes as sharp as a blade, shooting straight at the woman inside.

"Young marshal... You put your hands down, I'm going to close the door. Ye Yanran's voice trembled a little, and when she saw the man's eyes, she felt a chill in her heart.

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly.

"Ah~~~!" Ye Yanran screamed, Huang Fuchen suddenly kicked open the door, stepped forward and grabbed the woman on the ground, grabbed it, and carried it on her shoulders casually as if she was carrying a small beast.

"Huang Fuchen!! You don't talk about it! You bastard! Ye Yanran screamed in shock, and her limbs kept fluttering.

Huang Fuchen laughed rampantly, "Hahaha~~~, stupid woman!" It's so easy to coax this handsome! Such audacity! Ben Shuai is not going to kill you! ”

Huang Fuchen closed the door with his back feet, carried Ye Yanran, and strode towards the bed. . .

Bursts of exclamations fell.

"Huang Fuchen! What are you doing! Let go of me! Ye Yanran shouted in panic, her hands were tied with strips of cloth by the man, and the whole person hung on the beam of the bed.

A pair of embroidered cloth shoes on Ye Yanran's feet fell to the ground, and a pair of small and tender little white feet kept kicking, half a foot away from the ground, but they couldn't pad the ground.

"Huang Fuchen! What are you hanging me for! I'm not a prisoner! You put me down! Ye Yanran screamed anxiously, her hands were hung on the beam, very uncomfortable, and red marks appeared on her wrists.

Huang Fuchen grabbed one of the woman's thin legs with one palm of both hands, stretched it out fiercely, and approached the head wrapped in gauze.

"Ye Yanran, you are the first woman to repeatedly do it to Ben Shuai, it's really damn good, who borrowed your great courage and smashed Ben Shuai's head! Just let you go, do you think it's possible? ”

Ye Yanran's phoenix eyes were clear, and she laughed at herself bitterly in her heart, she knew it! I knew this man wouldn't let himself go!

"Then what do you want! Huang Fuchen! I, Ye Yanran, just smashed you! I hate how I didn't stone you! Ye Yanran was lifted by the man's legs, and such a shameful posture was infuriating.

Huang Fuchen easily supported the woman's legs with both palms, watching the woman's hands tied to the beam, hanging unable to move, and laughed happily, "Hahaha!" So much better! If you don't punish you well, you, a woman who doesn't know whether to live or die, are you going to climb to the head of Ben Shuai! ”

Huang Fuchen's palm quickly ripped off the woman's shirt and the embroidered belly pocket inside.

"Huang Fuchen! You lunatic! Let me go! There is a kind of you who killed me and bullied a weak woman in this way, what kind of hero are you! Ye Yanran shouted in shame.

Ye Yanran's clothes were scattered on the ground, revealing her skin as white as jade, hanging on the beam, her beautiful eyes were sad, flashing with tears.

Huang Fuchen pinched the roots of the woman's legs heavily, and his voice was hoarse, "Yan'er, you untamable mare, don't preach with Ben Shuai, you horse must learn to recognize the master!" As soon as the master blows the whistle, this good horse will take the initiative to rush forward and let his master control it, you have to do it! Do you understand? ”

Huang Fuchen pinched the woman's chin with one palm, pulled the woman's slender waist closer, and pressed against his lower body.

"You lunatic! Huang Fuchen! Bullshit young marshal! Beasts are not as good as beasts! Just a heinous bastard! Ye Yanran's hands were tied and kept shaking.

Huang Fuchen's eyes were well understood, and he fell on the woman's wrist, strangled the traces, his eyes sank, and he held the woman's body and held her high.

"If you don't want to hurt yourself, you have to learn to be obedient and don't struggle! Even if you don't want to, you have to learn to be relentless! Huang Fuchen quickly untied the straps of the long shirt on his body, but it was so open.

In Zhao Feng's room, wearing a long shirt at will, he came violently, and there was not a single strand in it.

"Ah~~!" Ye Yanran let out a painful scream, echoing in the room.

Next door to the room, Adjutant Chen and several soldiers were installing the door they had just removed, and when they heard the scream of pain, they stopped their movements and looked at each other.

Seeing this, Adjutant Chen sighed heavily, it was really a headache for the entanglement between the young marshal and Miss Ye.

"Okay, you all go and rest first, and call a few handymen to clean up tomorrow!" Adjutant Chen gave an order.

The other soldiers stopped their movements and left one after another, Adjutant Chen glanced sideways at the lights in the next room, listened to the cry of the woman inside and gasped, shook his head helplessly, and left with his back hand.

Inside, the lights were yellow, and the beams of the bed creaked.

Ye Yanran was hung and humiliated like this, and she wanted to scold out in shame, but it was the man who bit the woman's lip and poured saliva into the woman's mouth.

"Hmm..." Ye Yanran felt Huang Fuchen's kiss, not like a kiss, like a punishment, and kept biting her lip flap, sucking it alive.

-End of Chapter-