Chapter Seventy-Four: The Turning Point

"I 、、、、、、" Jun Changning was a little at a loss, not knowing what he should do next. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Xie Qingge asked Xiao Tong to hand her a delicate box.

The turquoise ointment, exuding a cool fragrance, Jun Changning leaned on the tip of his nose and sniffed it, confused: "Skin cream? ”

Xiao Tong's shoulders trembled, Xie Qingge was quiet, looked at her, and said in a flat tone: "Reducing swelling, it has a miraculous effect on soft tissue contusions such as tears." ”

Jun Changning's movements froze, and his hand holding the ointment shook uncontrollably.

"Maybe you can find someone else to 、、、、、、" Jun Changning didn't know how all this happened, although she was not a yellow flower girl, but the few times she made out with her husband in her previous life was not as embarrassing as it is now.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, she felt that this thing was too difficult, she couldn't do it, she was a woman, this kind of thing, it was a strange man, even if she looked like a woman, she was a man.

Jun Changning's gaze almost trembled when he saw Xie Qingge.

The noble and quiet young man like ice and snow looked at her lightly: "It's already cruel for a man to encounter this kind of thing, how many people do you want to spread his embarrassment in front of him?" ”

The light and tasteless eyes, the tone that was so calm that people couldn't hear the emotion, obviously there was no accusation, but it made Jun Changning feel a lot of pressure, she didn't dare to look at Xie Qingge, she opened her eyes in a panic, and saw the ointment in her hand again.

At this moment, Jun Changning wanted to die.

Turning around mechanically, she paused, and said in a dry throat, "Are there any cotton swabs?" She felt that the box of ointment weighed a thousand pounds, and her palms were so slippery with sweat that she could barely hold it.

Xie Qingge looked at her quietly.

Jun Changning was almost jumping up when he saw it, and said sadly: "It's the kind of thin stick that is wrapped in a ball of cotton at one end, and you can wipe the wound with ointment, I can't use my hands!" ”

Xie Qingge coughed and said lightly: "Little boy." ”

"Yes, miss, please wait." The little boy looked at her with a tense face, disappeared in an instant, and soon returned, handing over an open cardboard box, on which five crude cotton swabs were placed on the light blue cotton cloth pad.

Jun Changning swallowed his saliva, took it, stiffened his face, took a deep breath, and turned around and entered the room.

Outside the closed door, the laughter of the New Year could be faintly heard in the wind, Xie Qingge looked up at the moon in the sky, the white robe was as clean as the first snow in winter under the moonlight, he spread his right hand under the moon, and looked at it carefully.

The knuckles are slender and crystal clear, which can be called slender and graceful.

These hands control the unparalleled power, and they play with the chaotic and complex hearts of the people, whether it is pointing the country or caressing the wind and the moon, it will always be so clean and beautiful, Xie Qingge's eyes moved to the vermilion door, and some unclear things in his eyes were quietly broken and weathered at this moment.

The little boy stood on the side, his eyes were full of confusion, but he was a little frightened when he looked at his master, and his presumptuous past was consciously restrained. Subconsciously glanced at the closed door, I don't understand why the master is like this, obviously there are many ways, Miss Jun doesn't know but they don't know.

Follow the master to watch Miss Jun grow up day by day, Xiao Tong doesn't think that the master's move is to humiliate the girl, and a male prostitute who is so lowly that he deserves to be taken care of by someone like Miss Jun himself?

The boy was silent and couldn't figure it out.

Xie Qingge suddenly wanted to try to take two steps by himself, he used his hand hard, waved the child away, took a trembling step, and suddenly sat back, his posture was not embarrassed, but it seemed to have made him suffer a big blow, his head was lowered, and his black hair blocked the moonlight, making it impossible to see his expression.

The child's fingertips trembled, holding his breath, not daring to breathe.

In the room, the criss-crossing pink scars on the white jade skin added a kind of abusive beauty to the body, lying on the brocade quilt, black silk spread out on one side, tilting and secretly looking up at her face, timidly mixed with shame and embarrassment, charming and bewitching.

Jun Changning grimaced, closed his eyes and gave him good medicine, pulled the brocade quilt to cover him, turned around and opened his eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief. In a flat tone, he said, "You have a good rest." ”

The corners of his clothes were clenched again, and he said timidly: "Don't go, I'm afraid!! ”

Jun Changning took a deep breath and desperately told himself that he was a patient, a patient! She tried to control her tone and tried to make a calm and calm appearance: "I'll go change and come back soon." ”

Reluctantly let go of his hand, his green eyes were affectionate, and he said "um" obediently.

Walking out of the door, being blown by the cold wind, Jun Changning realized that her underwear was all soaked, she stood still a little out of strength, wiped her face with her sleeves regardless of her image, looked at Xie Qingge in white clothes in the courtyard, didn't know what to say, pulled the corners of her lips, and found that it was too difficult to laugh, so she sighed and gave up.

Xie Qingge seemed to be alarmed by her sigh, looked back at her, and said calmly and gently: "I asked people to prepare hot water in the side room, you can go and tidy it up." ”

Blinking, Jun Changning showed a grateful smile: "Thank you!" ”

Xie Qingge looked at her quietly for a while, smiled, shook his head slightly, and did not speak.

Soaking in the bathtub and rubbing her cheeks fiercely, Jun Changning relaxed her body and felt the warm water temperature gradually ironing every cell, she didn't indulge herself in such comfort for too long, quickly packed herself, walked out of the bathtub with her wet long hair, and caught a glimpse of the clothes prepared on the stool, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

White, moire silk inlaid with dark purple passionflower edges, three knee-curled deep coat style, the sleeves of the robe are very wide, the inner garment is light purple, and an embroidered flying phoenix light ink long yarn is folded and neatly placed next to it.

When Jun Changning stepped on his slippers and walked out of the door, Xie Qingge only felt that at that moment, it seemed that all the light had gathered on her body, cold and bright, so clean that people didn't dare to look at it directly.

He smiled: "The yard next door has been cleaned up, you can rest there tonight." ”

The little boy next to him disagrees with the master's similar approach to making amends, and the best way to do it for someone like Miss Jun is to lie to her for the rest of her life, as if nothing had happened, and never let her know that you have stood by and watched, and even maliciously guided her.

Jun Changning smiled helplessly, swept his eyes at the door, and gestured: "I promised to accompany him tonight, he is not very emotionally stable, hmm, I am causing you trouble, right?" ”

"It's okay," Xie Qingge smiled gently, quieted down, and pondered: "Is it okay to talk about other things in a few days?" It's not a good time. I hope you don't mind. ”

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot that this is still Chinese New Year's Eve, I'm really sorry, I was too reckless." Jun Changning blinked his phoenix eyes, feeling that he couldn't help this friend he met halfway.

Xie Qingge smiled indifferently, said goodbye in a low voice, and was pushed away by the child.

In this New Year, which is close to the south, the climate is much wetter than that of the imperial capital, and the cold is unpleasantly cold, like a cool, damp and sticky one that comes out of the cracks of the bones.

As soon as she stepped into the screen, she faced a pair of green eyes that were wet and full of anticipation and joy like a young beast waiting to be fed, and the curled eyelashes made these eyes like dolls, charming and innocent, seeing Jun Changning, her whole face lit up, and her expression was like a believer bathed in holy light, and she was willing to bow down sincerely from the bottom of her heart.

Jun Changning was a little uncomfortable, not sure how to maintain the self-esteem of a man who had encountered such an unbearable situation, and he was not good at gentle explanation, so he could only try to be gentle, and walk over plainly.

She had just sat down on the edge of the bed, and was about to remind him to rest early, when the green-eyed young man threw himself into her arms, his head arched and arched in front of her chest, rubbed her neck with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "My name is Luyuan, master, I will definitely serve you well in the future." ”

His master has been petrified.