Jingle bells.

The brocade pearl rings of smooth and slender ankles collide with each other to make a pleasant sound, like the pearl color of spring water bursting on the blue rock on a summer day.

"Don't move." Yan Qi didn't say much, and with a sweep of his eyebrows, Pei Xibao twisted the corners of his mouth and didn't move.

The girl's bare feet are delicate and white, and her nails seem to be tender lotus buds with a little pink, small and well-proportioned, and she is wonderful and natural.

It's just that there is a bloody mouth on the bottom of her foot, probably because she slipped and was cut by the sharp Qingyan at the bottom of the water when she went to the lake to touch the bell.

Pei Xibao was embarrassed by Yan Qi, she subconsciously shrank her feet, and pulled the hem of the pearl skirt crampedly to cover it up: "It's not in the way, Yuechan said that she will be fine soon after taking medicine." ”

Yan Qi's quiet appearance always made Pei Xibao feel that he couldn't figure out his moodiness, and the young man took a small ointment from the pillow and unveiled it: "Why don't you say it?" ”

The wound found in time has not yet festered, and I am afraid that it will hurt like a knife when I walk on the ground after a while.

Pei Xibao Nunu's mouth still pretended to be strong and fearless: "I, I'm not a villain who likes to sue, besides, ......" she muttered, "If grandmother knows, she will definitely get to the bottom of it, and the first unlucky one is Yuechan." What she didn't say was that Yan Qi would inevitably be implicated.

Knowing the righteousness enough, Pei Xibao feels very good about himself.

Yan Qi pursed her lips, this little girl has been deliberately showing off and carefully knocking on the side recently-playing tricks, yes, that's how it feels, the young man lowered his eyes, and twisted the ankle in his hand.

"Pain, pain, pain!" Pei Xibao exclaimed, his face turned pale, and his limbs were so painful that he was worried, "You, what are you going to do?!" She saw Yan Qi take the bamboo piece that had been scalded on the candle and scrape off the bruise attached to the scab of the wound like pulling out the barb, the blood flowed like an infusion, Pei Xibao gasped, and the tears were all hanging on the eyelashes, how did this "bitter meat trick" get worse? !

Ben also wanted to quietly let our Lord Yan find out that he was injured and concealed for him would cause a lot of emotion, Pei Xibao deliberately endured it for a few days and didn't let Yuechan take medicine and bandage it well, so he repaid her like this - it's just ...... It's a piano to a cow!

and thou shalt not live.

Pei Xibao regretted that his intestines were blue.

Yan Qi didn't eat this, her fingertips pinched the little girl's heels, and Pei Xibao understood that she would hold back her tears in her stomach.

"Stop bleeding and build muscles, change three times a day, if you don't change it, don't want your legs." is not very old, but his heart is not small.

Pei Xibao understood the meaning of the words, she inhaled the tip of her nose admittedly: "Hey, ......" and the urn sounded, "Yanqi, you, won't you help me put on my shoes?" "Who can take it off or put it on.

Yan Qi seemed to smile, but she was full of meaning: "Is Miss Bao's hand broken, or is her leg lame?" ”

"I, I, I ......" she was struggling, just now she was in a cold sweat, and now she finally relieved her heart and felt a little weak all over, stretched out her fingertips and stretched out her fingertips, and the cat bent her waist desperately to reach the embroidered shoes not far away, but fortunately, the pain that kept surging on the soles of her feet gradually became paralyzed and eased into a coolness.

Pei Xibao was surprised and rummaged through the jar in his hand: "What kind of medicine is this?" ”

It is even more rare than the pearl white jade paste prescribed by the famous doctor of Nanjun.

Yan Qi walked back to the side of the case and said casually: "Treat the lameness of the foal." ”

Pei Xibao's apricot eyes glared, yes, she hated to buckle the embroidered shoes in her hand on that bastard's head now!