Like those who are buried in the soil in the summer and have never shed their shells.

The giant/thing lightly arched Mu Xue's clothes that had just covered him.

He swallowed, as if he were going to swallow his filthy desires and digest them.

He rolled his throat and hummed softly.

Mu Xue was also a little helpless, he could stab wherever he wanted.

He picked up the gauze he had put at hand, dipped it in the disinfectant potion, and then handed it to Mu Xue's hand.

"Step 1: Cleanse your skin."

In fact, there is no need for Nangong Liti, Mu Xue also knows that it needs to be disinfected before starting.

She didn't rush to pick it up, but went to move a chair first, although she was not very skilled in tattooing, she also knew that it was a delayed job.

After adjusting his seat, Mu Xue took the gauze from his hand, and then gently wiped the skin under his abdomen.

The potion was a little cold, but as he rubbed it, Nangong Li felt as if his body was burning.

Mu Xue leaned forward, the long hair pouring down swept the skin of his chest, and in this position, the wound on his chest was hidden under her hair.

The process of cleansing him didn't last long.

Nangong Li took a clean fine brush, and carefully touched the pigeon blood mixed with cinnabar with the movement of occupying ink, and then handed it to Mu Xue's hand.

"Write your name on the skin with a thin pen first, and then prick it with the tip of a needle..."

In fact, the process of tattooing is not particularly complicated, but you must pay attention to hygiene, after all, it is to introduce things into the skin of the human body, if you do not pay attention to hygiene, it is easy to get infected.

Mu Xue followed his guidance and raised her hand to take the pen.

Fingers pressed lightly on his skin, and then wrote his name in block letters.

When it came to the process of really pricking the pigment into the skin with the tip of a needle, Mu Xue felt his pain through his trembling skin.

"Did I do it wrong and hurt you?"

In fact, this pain is nothing for Nangong Li.

It's just that when he saw the word Mu Xue written on his abdomen in red cinnabar, he trembled with excitement.

It was the first time Mu Xue had done such a thing, and she thought that she was too heavy, so she hurt him.

The tattoo hurts, but he hurts happily.

Nangong Li looked at Mu Xue's serious expression, and as soon as he thought of her stabbing her name under his abdomen, he burned disobediently somewhere.

He could even feel his heart beating wildly, and the blood seemed to flow more cheerfully than usual.

At the same time as Mu Xue asked, the movement of the stabbing in her hand also stopped.

He looked at Mu Xue with a very gentle gaze, and raised his hand to gently pinch her face.

"It doesn't hurt, you just need to stab the word Mu Xue."

In fact, Mu Xue's words are very beautiful, written on the white skin under his abdomen with red pigeon blood, such an extreme red and white, it is tempting to look at.

The process is slow.

It took Mu Xue a whole morning to stab the word Mu Xue under his abdomen.

Nangong Li only felt that his abdomen was hot and happy, and there was also a layer of fine hot sweat on his forehead.

Mu Xue stared at his already bloodied skin, and while wiping off the excess pigeon blood seasoning with gauze, she instructed: "Just pierce it, you can't touch the water in the past two days, and you can't wear tight clothes, so as not to spoil the beauty..."

Nangong Li wiped the hot sweat on his forehead with a wet towel, looked at the word Mu Xue under his abdomen with great satisfaction, and smiled with pleasure.

Listening to Mu Xue's chattering instructions, the man reached out and grabbed her neck, and then took the person down with force.

With this pull, the distance between them has suddenly shortened a lot.

His eyes sparkled wickedly on her lips...

He always did whatever he wanted.

His other free hand lingered on Mu Xue's waist, and pulled the person down, so that he kissed her soft lips as he wished.

Mu Xue is up to him.

But with such a kiss, the little Ah Li who was covered by clothes woke up.

He narrowed his eyes and ended the kiss.

He licked his lips unsatisfactorily, looked at Mu Xueyan's red lips, and then looked at his lower body.

Every time he has an erection, the crown can touch Mu Xue's name.

He chuckled, and then whispered ambiguously in Mu Xue's ear: "Look, Xiao Xue'er, I feel as if I'm here anytime and anywhere..."

Mu Xue's face was so red that she could almost get blood beads.

His burning breath spilled into his ears, and she tightened as she heard it.

Somewhere, he suddenly shrank shamelessly.

She frantically removed the arm that was around his neck, and leaned bonelessly against his chest.

Mu Xue's heart is actually quite messy....

Just now she poked a sharp needle under his abdomen inch by inch, watching her name appear on his body one by one, and the strange feeling of flying made her whole body flutter.

Every time she felt like she was floating in the clouds, it was when they were happy, and he lifted her up to the clouds.

But today it's different.

This feeling of excitement to the point of trembling is more comforting than the high/tide of skin and flesh.

She felt that the needle tips seemed to be not only piercing his skin, but that he had plucked his heart down the veins, allowing Mu Xue to engrave her name bit by bit in the depths of his heart.

In fact, she is not very light, and the whole person is pressing on him at the moment, which is very depressing and uncomfortable.

But Nangong Li likes the discomfort brought by her dependence.

He grabbed her long hair, revealing her collarbones.

"What are you thinking??"

Recently, this man always seems to like to talk in Mu Xue's ear, seeing that she was thinking about something, his thin lips bit her ear ambiguously while asking.

Mu Xue felt the change in his breath, and felt that this man was looking for guilt in himself.

Thinking of this, she got up from him and walked to the wardrobe over there.

Her little hands rummaged through the closet, looking for clothes for him.

"I'm just thinking about you."

"Miss me??"

Nangong Li's body, like his ears, stood up the moment he heard her say that he missed himself.

"Yes."

"What do you miss me?"

The clothes have been found, put the clothes on the wrist, and while coming this way, Mu Xue told all the thoughts in his heart.

In fact, Nangong Li also had such thoughts in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has suffered large and small injuries, and he has also shed a lot of blood.

But today the pain is different.

Today's pain makes him feel comfortable, he has never had a pain in this world that makes people feel happy.

Mu Xue dressed him, and after Mu Xue finished saying these words, they didn't speak to each other again.

In addition to the faint breath of blood brought about by the bleeding when the tattoo is in the air, there is also the factor of endless happiness.

Looking at each other and smiling, this feeling of unconditional trust and dependence made Mu Xue feel very satisfied.

"Ah Li, I'm going to Brother Haifeng's new home tomorrow, let's pull the Xuanming Sword off the wall, and Ming'er will bring it over to him by the way, how about it?"

Mu Haifeng rejected the sword at the beginning.

It was because Mu Zhennan said that the prince's reward was in front of the emperor, and it was not appropriate.

I think they had an unpleasant relationship with each other because of the Xuanying Sword.

When it came to the Xuanying Sword, Nangong Li didn't have any hesitation.

"Well, I'll pull it off later, and give it to him tomorrow."

For a soldier galloping on the battlefield, two things are the most important.

One is a war horse.

One is weapons.

"Okay."

They had been stabbing in this room all morning, and it was already lunchtime.

However, before breakfast, Nangong Li had already ordered that no one should disturb them.

But Fei Qi and Jiang Ci still had something to report, so they all waited outside.

As soon as they came out, it was already full of people standing outside.

Nangong Li's slightly cool gaze fell on the Xuanming Sword nailed to the wall, and he commanded Jiang Ci: "Take down the Xuanming Sword,"

As soon as Nangong opened his mouth to order, Fei Qi understood what the prince meant.

At that time, he ran to the hanging sword platform over there and took the scabbard of the Xuanying Sword.

The Xuanming Sword was as sharp as ever, even if it was only buried in the wall for a while, the moment it was pulled out, the cold light flashed, and Mu Xue felt that her eyes were spent.

Jiang Ci actually had other things to report to Nangong Li, and it seemed that it was something that Mu Xue couldn't listen to.

So the master and servant went out of this room one after the other.

Seeing this scene, Mu Xue didn't ask much.

Besides, her attention was not here at the moment, she was just thinking that before giving this sword to Brother Haifeng tomorrow, she must wipe every grain of dust off it.

After all, it has been stuck in the wall for months, how can it not be dusty.

The bright sunshine of May does not make people feel a little dry.

Nangong Li led Jiang Ci to a stop behind a tall pine needle tree.

"What's wrong?"

"Lord Wang, there is good news from the secret guards over there in Mianyang."

Good news in Mianyang,

Nangong Li's attention was still on the word Mu Xue, who was swollen and painful in his lower abdomen, and when he heard Mianyang, his attention was suddenly pulled back.

"What's the good news??"

Nangong Li's tone was light, not as happy as Jiang Ci thought, and even if he tasted it in detail, he felt that the prince didn't seem to have any expectations.

"According to those secret guards, the girl has begun to receive treatment in Mianyang, and it is said that the curative effect is very good, and the people in there gave a time limit, saying that they will be cured within a year."

In fact, Jiang Ci also understood that if there were other things, he could report them to the prince in front of the princess.

But in his heart, he still thought that it was unusual for the prince to treat Qianxue, and if the princess knew, the princess would definitely be unhappy in her heart.

When he heard that he would be cured, the man's eyes rolled slightly, and he nodded indifferently, indicating that he knew about it.