"Lord Wang!" Seeing the figure of Feng Qinghan in Jingyuan in the middle of the night, Biyun and Qingping were stunned at first, and then saluted to Feng Qinghan in a little confusion, "The slave has seen the prince, the prince is auspicious!" "

With a light glance in his eyes, Feng Qinghan's face was solemn, and his voice was cold and low, "What about the princess?" "

Princess? Thinking of Feixue's obviously unhappy expression when she returned home, as well as the long scar on her back, Biyun's expression froze slightly, and she glanced at Qingping suspiciously, and then said respectfully: "Back to the prince, the princess is in the room!"

Tentatively pulling the clothes behind her back, Feixue pursed her lips, after a long time, the clothes really stuck to the wound with the coagulated bloodstains, and now if you want to take the medicine, it seems that you have to feel the pain of the wound being torn again.

Looking at Feixue's figure lying prone on the bed in a big shape, Feng Qinghan's expression was stagnant, and after his mind turned a thousand times, he shook his head helplessly, his thin lips habitually hooked, and the involuntary smile was evil, contradictory, and with a trace of helplessness and self-control! There is a cold mess.

Wipe, medicate, bandage...

"Not you?" Touching his back suspiciously, Fei Xuefu asked again: "Then, did you come to the cold last night?" "

Step by step, meticulous, careful, like a treasure, thousands of tenderness!

And the scabbed wound on her back became more and more hideous because of her merciless movements towards her.

Against the background of orange candlelight, this scene is so melancholy and whirling, until the wind Qinghan, who was really standing quietly on the side of the screen when he entered the room just now, felt his throat tighten, and the unbearable heat in his body quickly spread.

Such a strict injury was handled so sloppily, and he didn't know how to take care of himself, but he was embarrassed not to let people serve him...

Suddenly retracted his hand, a man patted his chest like a thief, and let out a long low sigh, and after his lightning-struck heart liver stabilized a little, Feng Qinghan dared to reach out again.

"The princess has returned home, why didn't you, as her personal maidservant, stay in the room to serve? Or is it," the tone paused slightly, and the wind was cold and his expression became darker and colder, "Or are you treating the princess?" "

However, I don't know if Feixue was too sensitive, or because she was not asleep, Feng Qinghan's fingers only touched slightly, and a certain woman who lay on the bed without any image at all shivered like an electric shock.

The wind is cold and murmuring, his eyes are as black as midnight, his eyes are as bright as stars, he can't stand by and watch her again, he can't stand this heartache of seeing her licking her wounds alone!

I can't ignore her, I can't help but feel pity for her, and I can't stand her being so familiar and intimate with other men...

Resolute action without hesitation, a cold look that is completely different from usual...

Despite his identity as Fei Xue, he was so angry about Zhao Mansion's purpose for approaching him, and even though he was so angry and shameless about Fei Xue's series of actions tonight, he couldn't be ruthless with her after all, and he couldn't let go of her after all!

In the room! Her expression sank, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her rippling blue eyes instantly crossed the sharp cold light, she came back, she was injured, but these two girls were? "How long have you been back?"

In the face of this pain of the skin and flesh being torn apart, he didn't hum or scream, and he didn't even frown!

With a slight pause, Biyun pursed her lips, although she didn't know why the princess didn't let the princess know that he had been here, but she didn't dare to tell the truth, "The prince didn't go back to the house last night!" "

The figure trembled violently, and the corner of her eyes glanced at the wind and cold that was scattered with a biting cold, Qingping replied tremblingly: "The room that the princess just entered."

"Oh! Then bring me the men's clothes I wore last time, I'll be out of the house in a while! "She's going to have to go find Etianki.

"Didn't come back?" Feixue couldn't help but be disappointed, did she really dream last night? But that feeling of peace of mind?

"The wind is cold!" grabbed Feng Qinghan, who got up and wanted to leave, Feixue murmured in pain, like a dream, "Feng Qinghan, don't go, don't go..."

He shook his head with a wry smile, "This injury hurts!" Look at you, you are so strong when you are awake, why do you even have tears when you fall asleep! ”

Heartache, pity...

The aqua blue coat slowly retreated, Feixue turned her back to the bronze mirror, squinted at the blood stains on the white undershirt that had obviously solidified, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning upwards. Feixue cursed in a low voice, reached out and took the small white porcelain bottle on the table next to her, and after a little auspiciousness, she pulled off the cork again, sniffed it carefully on the tip of her nose, and the fragrance of the medicine was light and good, Feixue nodded, thinking about the cautious look when Feng Qingjue gave her this medicine, Feixue couldn't help but feel funny, what would not leave a scar, if she Zhao Feixue was the kind of woman who cared about whether there were flaws on her body, at that time, she would not have sacrificed herself to save Sakura Xiaoshou like that!

However, before he could take a step, with a small hissing sound in his ears, the wind was cold but he saw Feixue's arm stretched out and pulled, and the white undershirt that had already been stained on the wound was blown away by Feixue's neat and cruel movements. zVXC。

"Feixue, are you the real Zhao Feixue?"

"Yes, Princess!"

Turning around calmly, Feixue faced the bronze mirror head-on, put the wound medicine in his hand back to its original position 5 times, and immediately, slowly raised his hand, untied the straps on the underwear one by one, the delicate and sexy collarbones, the double blades standing proudly under the red belly pocket, the white and tender skin like ice and snow, the shoulders made of a sword, and the slender waist that can be held in the hand, plus the beautiful face like a clear lotus reflected on the bronze mirror...

She doesn't let people wait! Why? She was obviously so badly injured on her back, why? The hand under the crimson wide sleeves tightened, and after Feng Qinghan was silent for a moment, he strode towards Feixue's bedroom, this woman, he, became more and more unable to see through......

"Biyun, let me ask you, did you treat the wound on my back?" Feixue sat on the bed on her knees, looking at the empty seat beside her with her eyes stupidly, and for some reason, she felt a sweet and sweet feeling of happiness in her heart.

After struggling with himself for a moment or so, a certain man who had been worried about Feixue's injury finally stretched out his hand to Feixue again, but this time, he didn't flinch and hesitate, but was quite clean and neat on the acupuncture point that could make people fall asleep somewhere in Feixue!

However, fortunately, she is not the original Zhao Feixue, fortunately, she is not the kind of lady who is raised in the deep pavilion, otherwise, this injury is really enough for her to toss!

"Feixue, why did you save the moon proton so desperately? Is it really just because he's good-looking? Or is it? ”

After tearing off the underwear attached to the wound, Feixue found a square towel and wiped the blood on the back casually, hastily applied some wound medicine, and fell asleep on the bed as if nothing happened...

Feixue's unintentional actions undoubtedly scared a certain man who was finally tender and generous.

Such a helpless Feixue, her heart trembled violently, Feng Qinghan held Feixue's little hand back, and after a moment of silence, she lay down on her side and gently hugged her into her arms, "I'm not leaving..."

Snow...

For a normal rich lady, isn't her reaction too unusual and incredible!

After standing in the room for almost half an hour, after being completely sure that Feixue was asleep, the wind was clear and cold before he slowly walked out behind the screen.

With such a serious injury, his fists clenched, and his heart ached at the same time, Feng Qinghan was full of regret for turning a blind eye to himself and staying out of the matter, how could he be so indifferent when she was so troubled!

He wants to hold her, he just wants to spoil her..."Feixue, if I want to know if you are perfect and want to find a chance to try it for yourself, will you slap me away?" Hehe, for sure! But I'll definitely try, no matter what you do to me or what you think of me! I'll definitely try, because that's the way of a husband...", he found a suitable place to sit down on the bed, Feng Qinghan lifted his sleeves slightly, and reached for the gauze that covered the back of the snow.

Dark red blood flowed down her back...

"Back to the princess, the slave listened to your orders last night and didn't enter the room!"

However, the steps he wanted to approach could only freeze in place and no longer move...

Gently withdrew the gauze draped on Feixue's body, and her fingertips trembled and slid over her shoulders, such soft and moist skin, her throat tightened, Feng Qinghan swallowed saliva as if she was extremely dry, her eyes moved away from Feixue's back, Feng Qinghan Qiang settled her mind, and only after the body calmed down a little, did she start to treat her injuries.

"The slave and maid don't dare, the slave and the maid have no disrespect for the princess!"

Sitting on the bed with a straight waist, Feng Qinghan stared at the person on the bed without blinking, his hands were super uncomfortable rubbing back and forth on his thighs, that nervous and a little excited and nervous, where is like a merry boy who has been lingering in the flowers for several years, that looks like an innocent and beautiful boy who has just opened his love!

However, after all, he was affected by the move just now, although he was mentally prepared this time, but after the hand that was as beautiful as a woman tossed and stretched on Feixue's back several times, a certain man who was given the number shamelessly lost his courage in the end!

With a "pounce", the two knelt down in front of Feng Qinghan, and explained in fear, "It's the princess who doesn't let the slaves and maids wait!" "

"Does it hurt?" His hand gently stroked Feixue's frowning brow, and Feng Qinghan whispered to himself: "It really doesn't look like you frowning like this!" "Out of the house?" Biyun twitched the corners of her mouth in embarrassment and said, "Princess, don't think about leaving the mansion these days!" "

"Why?" Blizzard is puzzled.

"Because you've been grounded by the prince!"