Chapter 147: Wounded

"Light dance, let's not have something from an unknown source...... "There was a faint anxiety on his face, his foot stepped forward, a sharp pain came from his knee, and his body staggered, and he fell to the ground again.

"Ah......h

Looking at the hem of her skirt that was already a little red with blood, looking at the laborious way she tried to get up with her hands on the ground, and then hearing her so delicate cry of pain. Wen Sixian felt as if his throat was choked by a hand, and it was difficult to breathe! She didn't deserve to live like this; She shouldn't be hurt; Closed her eyes slightly, no matter who it was, the person who hurt her had no point in continuing to exist in this world!

As soon as his body was long, Wen Sixian jumped down from the big tree where he was hiding, squatted down and took Lianlei in his arms, he couldn't care so much. He will heal her. She was only a weak woman, and she was a weak woman with extremely weak bones, and he was afraid that these small injuries would make her unbearable! sighed...... He admits that those were excuses, and that he just couldn't see her suffer even the slightest pain......

The moment she exclaimed, he forgot about Zhan Qingfeng and forgot that he was just a "weak scholar", so he jumped out without any scruples. Maybe she'll be horrified by her sudden appearance, too? Or maybe she will despise herself, the person who is watching her...... But he couldn't care so much, he just wanted to follow his heart and do what he wanted!

"Who are you? The guard ......" Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly. Biting his lip, he jumped down the steps nervously and threw himself towards Wen Sixian......

"Let go of my mother's ......" The voice of the light dance is a little more powerful again, but it is still full of milk and less deterrent!

"Little one. The frizzy ones are not afraid of breaking themselves and worrying about your mother...... "smiled and reached out to support the lightly dancing little waist and took her into her arms steadily. "Don't you know me? I can be regarded as your mother's friend, and I am a langzhong, I can treat your mother's injuries! He tried to keep his voice as soft as possible, he was afraid of startling the mother and daughter, and the sound was almost like a smack that made his hairs stand on end.

Rubbing his eyes, he danced lightly and looked at the man in front of him in the moonlight, is he? It's shameless, when did you become a friend of your mother's relatives? A big man hugged and hugged his mother, wanting to rub oil? Thinking of this, he danced lightly and wanted to push away Wen Sixian, who was hugging his mother......

"Light dance, my mother can't move......" Lian Lei felt terrible pain in her knees, and her eyes were a little black, as if she might fall asleep at any time. He? sighed, no matter what his intentions were. He could approach himself so easily. Prove that he is not something that their mother and daughter can fight against. Forget it, let's see what he wants to do!

"Mother, are you alright?" Qingwu still glared at Wen Sixian angrily, and her small body asked with some concern while struggling to stress the gap between the two.

"It's fine. It's just that my legs are a little afraid to move......" I tried to move my legs. A piercing pain turned Lei's face white. Cold sweat spilled over his forehead. Thinking that the bones were broken, she complained a little about the delicate nature of her body, but what could she do? He has lived two lives, and he is a sick seedling. If you frown and can't change your body, then you must make your head shine.

"Mother...... He's a pervert! Drive him away......" Qingwu still refuses to forgive. The little mouth pouted, like a little girl who had been robbed of her favorite toy.

"Help me into the house!" Enduring the pain, Lian Lei raised her hand and scraped the little nose that was wrinkled with fine folds in Qingwu, and smiled. Her instincts told her that he had no ill will towards her. Color? He is fully capable of carrying himself away quietly, rather than exposing himself so blatantly; Wealth? I am so poor that I only have a thatched house, so I like to take it......

Of course, Lianlei will not be so arrogant that she thinks that people like her, who are they? The number one talent in the capital, as long as he waves his hand, a girl like Ling Xiang will definitely throw himself into his arms, why worry about his yellow-faced woman? If he guessed correctly, he should be Zhan Qingfeng's friend, and it doesn't seem that there is no need to guess, just look at the slightly respectful eyes of those guards.

It's a pity that Lian Lei missed the wonder of love, as long as she is right, even if she is ugly as a pig, she is still a fairy-like existence in the eyes of the other party.

"Young Master Wen, the grass house is ugly, if you don't dislike it, drink a cup of tea!" Slightly brushing the broken hair on her forehead, Lian Lei stood up with Wen Sixian's support. Men and women have great defenses, but who do they guard? Mo Tianxing? He doesn't deserve it.

"Sixian offended ......" said Wen Sixian's hand wrapped around the small waist that Lian Lei Yingying was holding, and helped her into the room.

The simplicity of the room made Wen Si frown, a table and a chair, a copper mirror with only half of the side, and a comb with a few teeth missing in front of the bronze mirror. Poor, but well organized. For a moment, Wen Sixian even liked this nest a little. Family? It's good to have someone, or it's good to have her, and the rest are floating clouds.

Gently placing Lianlei on the side of the small bed, hesitated for a moment, and took off the embroidered shoes on Lianlei's feet before the light dance, her feet were beautiful, beautiful without any blemishes......

Her face was slightly red, and she pouted at Qingwu: "Qingwu, that one to put away the ......" The string in front of the window still hangs the small clothes that she changed out of yesterday, of course, there is also Qingwu girl, this, it doesn't seem to be suitable for a man to see.

"Gu ...... Miss Mercy ...... "Fingertips ran over the delicate skin of Mercy's legs, and a trace of blush climbed up Wen Sixian's cheeks, making him speak a little slurred. Secretly pinched the muscles on his thighs, and some severe pain made him wake up temporarily. He was a little annoyed by his gaffe, and he felt that he must be the first killer to get lost in front of a woman. But so what? Wen Si smiled casually, and Xin told him that he was willing to give everything for her......

"Thank you, Master Wen, it's a little late at night, and it's inconvenient for me to keep you ......" seemed to feel Wen Sixian's distraction for a moment, Lian Lei suddenly felt a little uneasy, forced herself to smile bitterly, and said to Wen Sixian.

"This ...... Your injury, I will order medical skills......" As if feeling the rejection of Mercy, Wen Sixian counted himself down in his heart. Walk? She's still hurt, and how can she walk? Pursing his lips, Wen Sixian leaned forward and lifted Lianlei's skirt...... (To be continued......)