Chapter 42: Rubbing medicine for her

Su Yirong didn't know how Leng Yanxi was in the racecourse, but when she heard his firm voice, the panic in her heart was suddenly cut off with a knife [Special Imperial Concubine is not good to mess with Chapter 42]. She tried to calm herself down slowly, her hand slowly touched the reins, doing it step by step according to Leng Yanxi's words, and also tried to let her body slowly and rhythmically rise and fall with the speed of the horse.

Leng Yanxi kept calling her name: "Rong'er, Rong'er......"

Su Yirong listened, and she must have said in her heart that at this tense moment, she suddenly wondered when he had called her Rong'er so smoothly. Before I could think about it, I heard his voice over and over again, heavy and powerful. Listening to his voice, there was suddenly an unprecedented firmness, with him, she would be fine.

"Rong'er, hold on to the reins." He shouted.

She hummed softly on the horse's back, and the sweat from her palms was so nervous that she almost couldn't grasp the reins in her hand, and the man almost fell off the horse. Leng Yanxi's heart was also shocked, and after seeing her sit on horseback again, he wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead.

Su Yirong was also pale from fright, and found that the horse under him was no longer galloping like before. Under the traction of the reins she pulled, she had already begun to run rhythmically.

Su Yirong was overjoyed, turned his head to look at Leng Yanxi, and saw clearly that the horse under him suddenly lowered. Her palms were unsteady, and she loosened the reins, only to feel that in a burst of exclamation, her body had broken away from the horse's back and fell straight to the ground.

Vaguely, she saw a figure leap towards her.

On the grass, Su Yirong closed his eyes tightly and didn't dare to open them, and suddenly fell off the horse's back, and it didn't hurt as much as he imagined. My mind went blank for a while, and I only felt that I had fallen on something soft, soft and warm.

"Rong'er, are you okay?" The low and hoarse voice of the cold tide next to his ears sounded clearly.

She immediately opened her eyes, only to find that she was lying in his arms. No wonder she didn't feel a lot of pain, it turned out that he jumped over, hugged her, and used her as a human cushion.

"Leng Yanxi, how could you ......" Su Yirong was speechless in surprise, and at the same time, a soft feeling welled up from the bottom of his heart, whispering, gentle, and warm.

He looked at her in pain, "You sit on my chest." ”

Startled, she hurriedly climbed off him. When I tried to get up, I found that my limbs were weak, I couldn't stand, and I fell to the side again. Leng Yanxi quickly hugged him and let her lean into his arms.

At this time, the thirteenth prince arrived on horseback, and before the horse stopped, he jumped off the horse and asked reproachfully: "Sixth sister-in-law, are you okay?" ”

Hearing the self-blame in his voice, Su Yirong hurriedly shook his head, "I'm fine." ”

"Can you still go?" Leng Yanxi asked softly.

"Yes." She nodded, and as soon as he let go, she felt a little unsteady on her feet, and another pain in her chest.

Seeing this, Leng Yanxi hurriedly supported her. glanced at her, and hugged her again. Su Yirong immediately blushed in his arms, but he didn't struggle for the first time. In his arms, she glanced around, and she didn't feel it on the horse, as if the horse had only been running for a while. But now, where can I still see the tents. His heart couldn't help jumping, did he want to walk back with her?

Just as she was thinking, but as soon as she felt that the person was floating, she carried her on the horse, and then he turned over and jumped onto the horse, and wrapped one hand around her waist and the other on the reins, and heard a "ride", and the horse neighed, and the hooves were raised, and he galloped. Although he had slowed the horse's speed, she still screamed in fear after the scene on horseback just now.

Hearing her scream of fear, he rode his horse a little slower.

Su Yirong leaned into his arms and slowly opened his eyes. Only then did he realize that he had slowed down his horse any longer, and he was almost walking his horse. After calming down, she realized that she was leaning into his arms. Subconsciously, she wanted to lean forward.

He hugged the strength of his waist tightly, and then, his chin rested against her ear, and suddenly a warm breath hit his ear, numb and crispy.

The thirteenth prince rode his horse and followed, looking at the two people hugging each other on the horse, his eyes suddenly became sour, and he looked away.

The morning was still sunny, but in the evening, the sky suddenly changed, and thick dark clouds obscured the sun, indicating a heavy rain.

Leng Yanxi looked at her in his arms and asked softly, "It's about to rain, we have to hurry to the carriage, can you stand it?" ”

She nodded in his arms, heard him laugh softly, whipped suddenly, and the horse galloped [Special Imperial Concubine is not easy to mess with Chapter 42]. When I arrived at the camp, before I got off the horse, the rain was already falling in large drops. He put his arms around her and continued to walk in the rain, which grew heavier and heavier, until by the time they reached the carriage, their clothes were already wet.

Sitting in the carriage, Leng Yanxi looked at her with a smile in his eyes. Su Yirong was cramped and uneasy, and the heat on his face swelled up little by little.

"Take off your clothes." He said.

She looked up at her suddenly, her face turned red, and she heard him say again: "Wear wet clothes, be careful of contracting the wind and cold." She was about to say no, when he saw that he had already taken off his wet coat. Although she is in modern times, it is used to seeing men shirtless. But seeing that he was only wearing an underwear, he couldn't help but turn red.

He happened to look up and saw that she was still wearing wet clothes, and couldn't help frowning, "You really want to get sick?" ”

As he spoke, he took out a suit from the other side of the carriage and said, "Take off your coat and put this on." ”

"Then you turn your head and don't look at it." She stared into his eyes and said seriously.

He was stunned for a second, and then suddenly smiled, "Are you still afraid that this king will not be able to see you?" Last night wasn't ......."

"I'm not allowed to say it." She interrupted him loudly, only to feel that the roots of her ears were red.

He chuckled, but turned his head anyway.

Su Yirong hurriedly took off her wet clothes and quickly put them on. This process is twice as fast as usual. Hearing the sound of her dressing, he chuckled softly again. Her face was hot, and she tightened her clothes before saying, "Okay." Hearing this, he turned around.

Su Yirong glanced at him, and then looked down at the clothes on his body. She was wearing his shirt, which had the faint scent of his body. His shirt was large, and he wore it on her, and the sleeves were long above the knees.

Leng Yanxi had been looking at her quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips. And she was looked down by him, she didn't dare to look back at him, and she was very cramped in the carriage.

Because both of them were drenched in the rain, it was the cold and hot tide that made the guards speed up the car. In the time of a pillar of incense, they had already arrived at the Rui Wang's Mansion.

The rain is urgent, and it stops quickly.

He jumped off his horse first, turned and handed her his hand. She was slightly startled, and stood in the carriage, not knowing whether to hand him or not. Just as he was thinking, he suddenly picked her up from the carriage.

She really couldn't adapt to his sudden change, and hurriedly said, "I can go by myself." ”

He was deliberately trying to tease her, as if he just wanted to see the crampedness on her face. Hearing her words, he gently put her down. As soon as he escaped from his embrace, Su Yirong immediately kept a certain distance from him. He frowned slightly at her move, only glanced at her, and went in the direction of Linyanju.

She also ran to Su Yixuan quickly, and as soon as she entered the yard, she hurriedly called Xiaoxue to prepare hot water, and instructed the maid to boil some ginger soup. Although wind chill is not a serious illness, it is always uncomfortable to be sick.

As soon as Xiaoxue prepared the hot water, she immediately jumped into the hot water. Feeling the warm water overflowing an inch of rainy skin, she leaned on the bath tub, reached out to hold the hot water and threw it on her body, opened her eyes slightly, stared at the mist rising, and her side was also covered with roses, and the patches of water were as tender as fresh.

The room was suddenly filled with this heat.

She closed her eyes, leaned against the edge of the tub, and completely relaxed, suddenly feeling her body as weak as a newborn. When I was a little drowsy, I suddenly heard a soft footstep in the room.

Su Yirong suddenly woke up, this footstep should not be Xiaoxue's. Usually can't be called by her, Xiaoxue doesn't come in, and she won't let others in silently.

Unless, unless the person who comes is cold.

She subconsciously pulled the clothes on Ping Feng to wrap her body, quickly turned around, and asked, "Who?" ”

Leng Yanxi, who had just entered the room, was slightly stunned, and when he heard the sound of water, he immediately realized that Su Yirong was taking a bath. His eyes swept away, and through the hazy screen, his eyes suddenly became deep.

Su Yirong hurriedly put on his clothes, and the water droplets on his body immediately soaked his clothes, and he couldn't hide his graceful figure. There are several delicate roses on her bare shoulders, and her skin is more and more delicate, indescribably intoxicating, indescribably charming.

Although she had dressed in time, she still blushed, stared at Leng Yanxi, and was a little annoyed, "Why don't you knock when you come in?"

"Come here, I'll give you some medicine." Leng Yanxi's face stiffened slightly, and he hurriedly diverted the topic.

She was about to say where she needed the dressing, when she followed his gaze and noticed a bruise on her wrist. Probably because he was too nervous on the horse's back, he used brute force to grab the reins for a while, and he was bruised by the reins.

She paused and said, "I'll do it myself." He reached out to take the ointment and clinker in his hand, and as soon as he leaned over, he took his wrist and took him into his arms.

Su Yirong was so shocked that he wanted to jump away, but he couldn't break free, so he had to let him hold it. He helped her to sit on the edge of the bed, lifted the clothes from his hands, and rubbed his fingers on the ointment, rubbing them lightly against the bruises on her hands. The cool liquid ran down his fingers, sliding over the scars.

Only then did she realize that it hurt a little, and she couldn't help frowning. He glanced up at her, and the strength in his hands became lighter. It wasn't until the bruises on both of her hands were wiped off that she let go.