Chapter 130: Frank Night Talk

Qingli seemed to be tall, more than a head taller than her, Liu Rumo was still worried that she wouldn't be able to support him, but when she lifted him up and leaned on her shoulder, she found that he was not heavy, at least she was sure to help him down the stairs.

Although he was not very heavy, but his figure was there, Liu Rumo helped him to the bamboo couch by the hot spring, and it really took some strength, turned around and closed the door latch, and she took a few clean cloth towels from the low cabinet in the corner.

He took one of them to the hot spring and soaked it, walked over and waited for the cloth towel to cool down a bit, and then casually put it on Qingli's face.

Qingli, who was still dizzy, was attacked by the cold water at first glance, his closed eyelids moved, he raised his hand and fumbled on his face indiscriminately, ripped off the wet cloth towel, opened his eyes, and saw Liu Rumo standing in front of him looking at him, he was slightly stunned, reacted instantly, and then smiled: "Rumo!" ”

Liu Rumo saw that he was awake, so he pulled the rest of the cloth towel that was on the side and threw it on his chest: "It's good to wake up, go over there and wash it yourself, and put the medicine on it!" After speaking, he bent down and picked up the low stool next to the bamboo couch, and turned behind the screen without looking back.

Qing Li subconsciously held the cloth towel she threw over in his arms, looked at the steaming pool water according to her instructions, and then lowered his eyes to look at the soft and clean soft towel in his arms, and silently bent the corners of his mouth, his eyebrows and eyes were like spring water breaking, with a warmth that even he didn't notice.

Sitting up from the bamboo couch, Qingli glanced at the screen, and Liu Rumo's figure was faintly visible on the screen under the candle flame, and she sat on the low stool that she had just taken away, not moving at all.

Since she didn't pack him up and throw him out while he was faint, it means that she is not as cold as she appears on her face, Qingli thought so, got up and took off the clothes on her body one by one. Put all the dry soft towels on the jade steps by the pool, hold the wet soft towel in your hand, and slowly walk into the water.

"I didn't expect to be able to enjoy the taste of hot springs in my lifetime!" Qingli sat on the edge of the pool. It was very lazy to squint, and the blood scab on the wound gradually faded in the fluctuating hot water. There is a faint pink halo.

Liu Rumo could hear the sound of splashing water through the screen, and he could vaguely hear him muttering comfortably, secretly scolding himself for really asking for trouble!

"Ink as ink"

Qingli's low call came, and Liu Rumo propped his hands on his knees, clasped his hands together, and his mind was empty and he planned not to pay attention to his call.

But Qingli obviously didn't mind her ignoring her, and the more she ignored her, the more energetic he became. shouted longer than the other, shouted more and more lovely, Liu Rumo had a headache, what did he want?

Standing up on the ground, she walked over the screen to the edge of the pool, Qing Li was lying on the stone steps with her arms folded, her chest down was immersed in the hot spring water, and when she finally came out from behind the screen, her eight teeth were reflected in Liu Rumo's eyes because of his smile.

"Sixth Prince, are you deeply afraid that no one will know that you are in the Ming Shao Pavilion, right?" He's really bold. This injury in the middle of the night hid in her residence, she saw that he saved Yuebai's life before leaving him to heal, he was fine. It's just a matter of not avoiding taboos, and daring to call her name, isn't he worried about attracting the forbidden army guarding outside?

Qingli stretched out a finger and shook it out of thin air, "I know you have a way to keep them from discovering my deposit!" ”

It's really picky and scoundrel!

She had set up a barrier with occult arts, and no one would be able to detect his existence, but how did he know?

"Also, just call me Qingli, there is no need for such an honorific title as the Six Princes!" Qingli chuckled and reminded her.

"Qingli, you don't have to be hippie with a smile on my face. Wash it off quickly, apply the medicine, and leave here as soon as it's dark. Otherwise I'm really going to be! She was telling the truth, if he learned to be a scoundrel from Mo. She really couldn't help but throw him out.

Liu Rumo was about to go back behind the screen after speaking, but Qingli opened his mouth again, "Wait! ”

She stood still, and didn't turn to look at him, just heard the sound of water behind her, Qingli had already walked to her side, "The injury is on the back, I can't reach it!" ”

What does he mean by that? It's just that she saved him, is it possible that she still wants to drug him?

But obviously Liu Rumo's idea was right, Qingli took the porcelain bottle of the wounded medicine at the moment of her thinking, pulled her hand hanging by her side, broke her fingers, and the porcelain bottle fell firmly in her palm, "Help people to the end!" ”

Liu Rumo was speechless.

When he uncorked the bottle and turned around, Qingli was already lying on the bamboo couch in peace, the blood-stained night clothes were thrown on the ground next to the bamboo couch, he only wrapped a white cloth towel around his waist, folded his arms and pressed his chin against it, and the texture of his back fell directly into Liu Rumo's eyes.

At that moment, Liu Rumo was a little stunned, she never thought that a prince could have so many scars on his body, some were oozing blood, which were newly added tonight, and some were dull in color, like traces of the old times, crisscrossing his back, Liu Rumo subconsciously took a few steps forward and looked at it more clearly.

She was amazed, and when she looked closely, there were many wounds that were lighter than the old scars she had just seen, and the appearance of the scars, there were swords, and there were bow and arrow stabs, and some of the rough and blunt wounds were like whips, and the marks were very deep, and she couldn't help but wonder how much strength the person who whipped him had to make the whip marks so clear and so sharp.

After not seeing her move for a long time, Qingli turned his head to look at her and called her in a low voice: "Rumo!" ”

This sound interrupted Liu Rumo's distant thoughts, making her come back to her senses instantly, holding the medicine bottle and tapping the bottle with her index finger, the medicine powder poured out of the porcelain bottle one by one, and fell on his bloodshot wound, like a sore and numb feeling gnawed by insects and ants coming from behind, Qingli twisted his eyebrows a little uncomfortably, and then fell back on his arm.

"How can you have so many scars on your body?" Liu Rumo asked casually while giving him medicine.

Qingli's attention was diverted by her question, and he whispered, "Guess! ”

He didn't want to say more, these scars were all left by the Qingdi when he sent him to perform the so-called tasks again and again, some of them were injured by him deliberately in order not to show his martial arts, some were really unable to match the opponent and were injured by the opponent, but there were also some that he couldn't complete the task or didn't complete the task well enough, and the Qingdi punished him.

He doesn't plan to tell Liu Rumo about these as a sad past, although he dragged her over to cooperate with him, but he didn't use these past events to win her sympathy, the so-called sympathy Liu Rumo may not have it, even if there is, the cooperative relationship established by this is not strong, what he wants is love.

How can a woman be dead to a man, only love, what handle, threat, sympathy, or anything else, no love works, as long as he can make Liu Rumo fall in love with him, then many things can be solved.

Isn't Qingyuan thinking about Liu Rumo and loving it?

He doesn't want the position of the prince, and he doesn't go to grab the throne with him, so he is willing to show his thoughts to the Qingdi, and he is not afraid that the Qingdi will really leave a secret decree to prevent him, what he wants is to see Qingyuan suffer, who makes the Qingdi only care about Qingyuan's son!

Losing Liu Rumo, with Qingyuan's personality, will definitely be extremely painful, torturing Qingyuan's full of love is equivalent to torturing Qingdi, and Qinglin He is not worried, what are he and Su most afraid of? ――I am most afraid of losing the position of queen and crown prince!

As long as Qingyuan becomes the prince, and then becomes the new emperor, he can keep peace with the secret decree of the Qing Emperor, and the Su family and Qinglin, who are widely involved in Concubine Ning's death, I am afraid that they will not have such good luck, and they don't have to think about it to know what will happen.

"It stands to reason that as a prince and a son that the emperor doesn't care about, no one will assassinate you, right? So these wounds are not the result of assassination! Liu Rumo said.

"Go on!" Qingli listened to her speculation and spit out two words word by word.

What to continue? Pilling or guessing?

Liu Rumo thought to himself, and continued while pouring the medicinal powder: "I heard that the emperor said that he sent you to pick up the third prince, so you should do a lot of such things, right?" "It's really ridiculous, as an emperor, if you want to send people to do things, there are many subordinates who are willing to go to the soup for him, why do you have to order your son to take risks, even if this son doesn't like him, after all, it is a father-son relationship where blood is thicker than water, is it not as good as those subordinates who have nothing to do with it?

Liu Rumo didn't dare to think about it, the affairs of the emperor's family were not something that could be guessed at will, and even in her conversation with the Qingdi, she could faintly sense what the Qingdi was hiding, but she kept her duty as a national teacher and didn't want to think about it more.

"Hmm!" Qingli responded, "Being able to share the worries of his father is what this son should do!" ”

Liu Rumo sneered, his fingers pressed lightly on the edge of his injury, and then he heard a low "hiss", "You can say such duplicity, when I can't hear it?" ”

Qingli turned over and sat up, his equally scarred chest was exposed, and his eyes were deep: "Liu Rumo, since you can hear it, then why don't we spread it out and say that you take over as the national teacher, and you don't really want to help Qingyuan, right?" ”

"How do you know I don't really want to help him?" Liu Rumo reached over and sprinkled medicine on the wound on his shoulder.

Qing Li quickly reached out and grabbed her wrist holding the medicine bottle, staring at her: "You've been trying to avoid Qing Yuan, I'm right?" "How can a person who really wants to help Qingyuan not show enthusiasm for him, but all kinds of retreats?

"Let go!" Liu Rumo twisted her wrist, Qingli let go of her hand, she moved, and continued the action of taking medicine: "I advise you not to speak too thoroughly, it doesn't matter if I help him or not, there is someone behind him to help him, if you want that position, I advise you to be more restrained, don't do anything meaningless for that position, the dust has settled!" ”

"You care about me?" Qingli smiled a little wickedly and approached her again.

"Hiss-" There was another cry of pain, and I saw Liu Rumo pinching the medicine bottle with some medicine powder and blood stains on his fingers.

Then her warning words sounded: "No matter what you have in mind, I have only one piece of advice, it's good to laugh, but if you want to laugh to the end, it's better to be less moving!" (To be continued)