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Changjun's sorry voice made Yun Qingyue's eyes regain focus, but she didn't move, just turned her head to look at him. Books.com ( . V o Dt . c o M）

It was a pair of clear eyes, no contempt, no disgust, no trace of gloom, different from the eyes of those noble ladies he had seen, including Yin Zhirui, who looked at him, so that he didn't dare to look at him.

The scene was once embarrassed because of Yun Qingyue's silence.

But soon, Yun Qingyue threw over a clean piece of clothes, threw it on Changjun's head, broke the silence, and said lightly: "Go and change your clothes." ”

Changjun took off the clothes on his head and no longer moved.

"I don't like to say the same thing a second time."

Changjun looked at Yun Qingyue this time, lowered his eyes expressionlessly, put his hand on his belt, and began to untie his belt.

Yun Qingyue hurriedly said, "What are you doing?" Who told you to change it here? ”

Changjun sighed silently before saying, "This is the inner room. ”

It means that he only changes clothes in the inner room, and whoever changes clothes changes in the hall.

Seeing that he was about to continue to untie his belt after speaking, Yun Qingyue shouted to stop again, scolding himself for being stupid in his heart, and made the same mistake again.

That time in Ah Han's bathroom, I forgot that he had a dressing room there.

This time, she broke into someone's inner room and asked her family to change her clothes, but she didn't go out, looking at Changjun's resigned appearance, she wouldn't really think that she deliberately stayed to see him change clothes, right?

dropped a sentence of "I'm waiting for you outside", and Yun Qingyue went outside as if he were running away.

Seeing her cheeks floating red clouds, and going out with her head down without squinting, Changjun felt that this Crescent Moon Lord was completely different from the rumored ones, if he didn't act too well, he was really simple.

When Changjun changed his clothes and went out, Yun Qingyue had already adjusted his emotions, his clothes and hair were also tidied up, and he said to him indifferently: "I know that you doubt my purpose of saving you, and you may not believe what I say, but I still have to say it." I saved you, one was passing by that day, and the second was because when Yin Zhirui led people to stir up trouble, your impartial attitude and respect for the sword made me remember you. ”

"Now there are two ways before you, I will heal you, and then I will use them for me. Or if you don't use me, you can choose to leave, but I will still heal you. Well, when I say cure, I mean to restore you to your original state. Whether you stay or go, I will let your hand recover. ”

Changjun, who didn't have any expectations, just moved in his heart when he heard Yun Qingyue say that he wanted to cure him, and then he was excited when he heard her say that he could restore his hand to its original state.

"Can you really make my hand wield a sword the same way it was?"

"It's just that the tendon is broken, if you have taken the pill I left for you, keep enough rest every day, and maintain a good mood, you are half recovered by now."

What she meant was that when she saved him, she had already had the heart to heal him.

Changjun hurriedly took out the medicine bottle that was placed in the corner and asked, "Can these connect my broken tendons?" ”

"That was before you gave up on yourself, and now these pills don't have much effect."

When Changjun heard this, his glow that shone out of excitement dimmed suddenly, and he said in a low voice: "Even if you have a hand tendon, you can't use Yuan Li, and it's in vain." ”

"A little Shu Yuan Dan can't bother me, senior brother."

Yun Qingyue almost said that she missed her mouth, but fortunately she immediately changed her words.

"I didn't directly help you untie Shu Yuandan before, I don't want you to rush to gather Yuan Force, but it is not conducive to the recovery of your hand injury."

Hearing that Yun Qingyue really had a way to help him recover, Changjun knelt down.

Yun Qingyue, who was already wary of him, jumped up as he knelt down and retreated a few steps back.

Changjun couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Yun Qingyue's skills for the first time. Then he thought that he was so happy with Yun, and it was no wonder that people were a little bit of a bow and snake shadow towards him now.

"I won't be so rude anymore, if the prince can let Changjun hold the sword again, Changjun is willing to serve the prince and be unswerving!"

Yun Qingyue took Changjun's pulse in detail, saying that he would send medicinal soup to soak his hands later, and let Qianyu send him the pill later, and told him to rest more, and then left.

As soon as I opened the door, there were already people waiting outside the door.

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