No matter how measured he is, Yu Wenrui was seriously injured this time. What's more, running non-stop for thousands of miles, if it weren't for the fact that she had practiced martial arts since she was a child and her body was strong, it would not have been as simple as breaking her wounds at this moment. As soon as Yun Sujun left, she hurriedly ordered Shen Quan to stay outside the hall, and no one was allowed to let in, including the Queen Mother Jing Yan.

Because of the injury, Yu Wenrui felt extremely tired, and a strong sense of sleepiness invaded her wave by wave. When her eyelids were heavy, a light flashed through her mind, and she realized that she seemed to have overlooked something, something very important.

However, she could not remember what it was, for she had fallen under the pomegranate skirt of the Sleepy God.

After a dreamless night, Yu Wenrui woke up suddenly. The instinct of practicing martial arts since she was a child suddenly gave birth to the feeling that she was being watched in her sleep.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and met a pair of red and swollen eyes that were crying.

Yu Wenrui was shocked, and the sleepy insects that had been sleeping for half his life were scared away.

"Ah...... Sister-in-law? At that moment, she wanted to lift Shen Quan's neck and ask him loudly: What did I tell you? What about the good stubbornness?

"The emperor sleeps well!" Jing Yan said suddenly, her eyes as red and swollen as two ripe peaches, which did not affect the majesty in her voice in the slightest.

Yu Wenrui shrank his neck weakly, accompanied by a smiling face, and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law is also ......."

Jing Yan said coldly: "Whether the mourning family is good or not, the emperor really knows best." ”

Yu Wenrui was stunned, sister-in-law's words, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

She was hovering in her mind about whether her sister-in-law's words had a deep meaning, and whether her sister-in-law had discovered her trick of lying and running away, but Jing Yan suddenly deceived herself and got closer.

Yu Wenrui was inexplicably nervous, and his body lying on the couch subconsciously wanted to retreat, but he was nailed to the spot by Jing Yan with a low shout-

"Don't move!"

No matter how naughty she was when she was a child, her sister-in-law never used such a harsh tone to reprimand herself. Yu Wenrui was unacceptable at the same time, and was surprised that Jing Yan's slender fingers were coming towards his chest, and his fingertips climbed the edge of the brocade quilt, eager to open it.

“！” Yu Wenrui was shocked, and his right hand buckled Jing Yan's wrist in a panic, "Sister-in-law......"

"The mourners said, don't move!" Jing Yan gritted his teeth and paused word by word.

The four eyes were facing each other, close at hand, and Yu Wenrui clearly saw that the two transparent eyes invaded Jing Yan's red eyes, rippling, rippling, and couldn't bear to pounce down. However, the man was still holding on, and the silk of the brocade quilt was clutched by her with a piercing sound, and her fingers turned white, which showed how much strength she had used to support it.

Yu Wenrui's heart is also like the clear water that bursts out of his eyes, rippling, rippling, and he can't bear it anymore-

His heart softened, and the palm holding Jing Yanhao's wrist was also withdrawn. She gave up resistance and let Jing Yan lift the brocade quilt on her body, trembling, but also stubbornly pulling away the clothes on her body layer by layer-

Outer robe, middle garment, profane garment...... Until the tightly wrapped wound was exposed, the white linen cloth wrapped around the shoulder, and even one side of the petite lady's breasts were wrapped in it.

At this moment, Jing Yan had no time to appreciate Yu Wenrui's beautiful body and tight skin, she only felt shocked-

Sure enough, it's in the chest!

It must be nourished by the blood of the heart and mouth, and the medicine will have a miraculous effect......

The kid was right.

So, it's worry-free...... With her heart's work......

The sweet smell in that medicine is actually worry-free......

Several strings of tears poured down and smashed on the fine linen cloth of Yu Wenrui's wound. Such small teardrops smashed Yu Wenrui's heart.

Sister-in-law is like this, she looks distressed.

"Sister-in-law, it's just a skin injury, it's okay, I'm rough and thick-skinned, I'm not afraid...... Don't cry......"

Yu Wenrui didn't say anything, the more she explained, the more uncontrollable Jing Yan's tears flowed.

It turns out that the sister-in-law, who has always been strong and self-controlled, is also a woman made of water. Yu Wenrui sighed secretly, if she could get her sister-in-law to cry for herself like this, she would let her die immediately at this moment, and she was also willing.

His right hand was half propped up, Yu Wenrui leaned on the couch, endured the pain, stretched his arms, and took Jing Yan's delicate body into his arms, letting her lean on her chest, and let her vent to her heart's content.

Jing Yan couldn't say anything tough about "don't move", she sobbed so much that she was sore all over, distressed and sad, hating this child for insisting on going her own way, and hating herself for not being able to bear the pain for her at this time, all kinds of feelings were intertwined in one place, and her heart was in turmoil.

"It's all right...... Don't be afraid......" Yu Wenrui comforted her with a soft voice while gently stroking the black hair on the back of her head.

For a while, in the vast dormitory, only Yu Wenrui's soft comfort and Jing Yan's whispered sobs, a faint soothing fragrance wafted out, mixed with Jing Yan's faint body fragrance, occupying Yu Wenrui's sense of smell.

Warm fragrant nephrite in her arms, with a weak posture that she has never had before, so obedient, so soft...... Yu Wenrui was a little distracted, and his palm, which was originally only for comfort, couldn't help but wander down, brushing Jing Yan's green silk, rubbing Jing Yan's delicate and slender neck, lingering over Jing Yan's soft shoulders, and finally landing on Jing Yan's back, walking up and down with a little irritability.

Jing Yan lost his mind for a while, and soon his mind returned to a little clear. was surprised that she was unconsciously snuggled in Yu Wenrui's arms, her first reaction was "Will it hurt the worry-free injury", and then a feeling of shame came to her heart: she actually hugged herself tightly by the little enemy like this?

Jing Yan's pretty face turned red, but it complemented the pair of red and swollen eyes.

However, she immediately noticed something unusual: Carefree hugged herself, and she cried in her arms, and it was not wrong. But what is this slightly rapid breathing sound in my ears?

Yu Wenrui's body is very hot, and her arms are also very warm, Jing Yan will never admit that it is comfortable to snuggle in her arms.

The breath on Yu Wenrui's body is also very good, faint and distant, which is exactly what Jing Yan likes and is familiar with.

However, no matter how warm the body temperature and how good the smell is, it is not as hot and touching as Yu Wenrui's breath spraying in her ears at the moment.

Jing Yan is a person from the past, this little wrongdoer rubbed his hands on his back in an orderly manner, and what was the hot breath that made the hairs on his ears, including his whole body, stand on end, how could she not understand?

Jing Yan felt that his ears were about to burn under this fiery smoke......

How can this be?

It shouldn't be like this!

"Worry-free!" Jing Yan forgot to cry and exclaimed.

Yuwen Rui woke up in shock, stared at the person in his arms ignorantly, blinked his eyes, and realized that he seemed to be ...... Forgetful?

Jing Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "Don't cry at the mourning family, you are also obedient, let's sit and talk." ”

She originally wanted Yu Wenrui to let go of her arms, she still had a lot of things to ask clearly, but she didn't want to poke Yu Wenrui's sore spot with a word.

has just experienced such a reverie-inducing closeness, and the heat on the tip of Yu Wenrui's heart has not subsided, and the sound of "mourning home" makes her extremely uncomfortable. She still minds, no, she always does. She even held grievances for herself in the depths of her heart: she could let go of her identity as the Son of Heaven in front of her sister-in-law, and she never called herself "I" in front of her sister-in-law, why did her sister-in-law always remind herself of the left sentence of "mourning family" and the right sentence of "mourning family" that she was the wife of the first emperor?

Psychological imbalance!

Extremely unbalanced!

Yu Wenrui thought, so he didn't let go of Jing Yan, but hugged it tighter, and he didn't care about the pain in the wound that strangled his heart.

She would rather die of pain than hear Jing Yan say that kind of hurtful words.

Jing Yan was stunned, and she didn't know which of her words stimulated her again.

Thinking that this person was injured like this for himself, Jing Yan couldn't bear to reprimand her.

"Don't worry, you're good, this will break the wound......" said, Jing Yan gently pushed her. Lest it hurt her, I had to nudge her right shoulder.

Stimulate me with "mourning home", push me, and refuse to let me hug you!

Yu Wenrui's heart was even more uneven, the more Jing Yan pushed, the tighter she hugged her, so that Jing Yan didn't dare to seriously fight with her, let her stop her waist around herself, and sighed helplessly.

"Worry-free, what the hell are you going to make trouble?"

"I didn't make a fuss!" Yu Wenrui said angrily in Jing Yan's ear, and the fiery breath caused Jing Yan's body to tense again.

Yu Wenrui said, flattened his mouth again, and said aggrievedly: "Sister-in-law, you don't care about me!" ”

Jing Yan suddenly felt that his head was big, and he just wanted to support his forehead.

I only heard Yu Wenrui continue: "I haven't seen you for more than ten days, I miss you so much, you don't miss me!" ”

Jing Yan knew that this little enemy had come up with a killer weapon - a scoundrel. She opened her mouth and just wanted to refute, but unexpectedly, the little enemy's lips were closer, almost covering her ears, but her voice was still full of scoundrel: "I just want to hug you, but you don't allow it!" ”

Jing Yan's delicate body couldn't help but tremble, and a sense of powerlessness suddenly felt in her heart: it was obvious that she was here to question her, why did it become the situation in front of her?

She couldn't help but want to speak again, the world was spinning for a while, and the scene in front of her suddenly changed-

In just an instant, this little enemy was propped up on his body!

Jing Yan was so shocked that her face was pale.

Yu Wenrui's good-looking face is getting lower and lower, getting closer and closer, accompanied by her murmuring affection: "I know, sister-in-law blames me for messing around." But I'd rather my sister-in-law blame me for messing around than have my sister-in-law suffer from heart disease......"

Reason told sù Jingyan, his reaction at the moment was very unproductive, but the uncontrollable sourness in his heart was really out of her control. She closed her eyes weakly, imagining the girl staggering on the vast snow-capped mountain, imagining the surprise she was surprised when she saw the strange grass, and imagining the pain of her striking at her heart......

If he can replace him with his body, Jing Yan would rather bear the pain of his heart.

Once a person's vision is missing, other senses become extremely sensitive.

This is the case with Jing Yan at this time.

She closed her eyes, and she felt the tears welling up in her sockets again, down her cheeks, and the wisps of them across her lips, and in her mouth, and she savored the salty taste.

She heard the sound of tears smashing on the pillow, and she even heard Yu Wenrui's nice and pitiful voice: "Sister-in-law, don't cry...... I don't want you to cry, I want you to be good...... Only if you are good, I can feel grounded......"

Then, the soft, calloused palm covered her cheek, rubbing it gently.

"Sister-in-law's tears, what do they taste like?" Yu Wenrui's voice was drunk.

Jing Yan's nerves tensed suddenly, she knew that it was a preview of tasting.