Yu Wenjing hugged Xiao Yang and went straight to his dormitory, he kicked the door open and walked into the inner room.

Xiao Yang grabbed Yu Wenjing's arm in a daze: "Midnight, hiss...... The wound hurts a little. ”

"Don't move, it won't hurt right away."

Yu Wenjing carefully untied Xiao Yang's clothes, for fear that if the movement was bigger, it would hurt the wound, and when Yu Wenjing peeled off her clothes, he saw the shocking scar on the abdomen.

General Song knew the strength of his gun, Yu Wenjing knew that his shot could even pierce the battle armor, but fortunately, it was scraped on the ventral side, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Yu Wenjing looked at this, he was a little panicked, he sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound, and said in a low voice: "It's like this every time, I always say that I know it in my heart, but I still have to get bruises all over my body, when will you be able to ......?"

"Yu Wenjing." Xiao Biao raised his hand and stroked his face: "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Yu Wenjing sat on the edge of the couch, propped his hands on both sides of Xiao Biao, and looked directly into her eyes: "You tell me what it means to be okay, look at your current appearance, how do you prove that you are okay...... Hmmm......"

Xiao Yang almost used all his strength to prop himself up, so that he could get a trace of fragrance on Yu Wenjing's lips.

Xiao Yang said: "Is this kind of proof enough? ”

"You ......" Yu Wenjing was speechless for a while, and he couldn't speak.

Xiao Yang smiled and narrowed his eyes, and said, "Yu Wenjing, you're blushing again, it's so cute." ”

"You...... You're so indecent again! ”

"Midnight~" Xiao Biao said coquettishly at the right time: "People's wounds hurt so much." ”

Yu Wenjing didn't speak again, he sprinkled some medicine powder on the wound again, and then wrapped the wound and helped Xiao Yang tidy up his clothes.

Xiao Biao felt that the pain in the wound had subsided slightly, so he began to praise again: "Yu Wenjing, your medicine is really strange, it still smells so good." ”

Yu Wenjing nodded and said, "This medicine is the most suitable for you, you go to participate in the Phoenix Terrace competition after a while, you must be careful to deal with it, I will prepare some medicine for you." ”

"Yu Wenjing, is there anything blood in your medicine......

Yu Wenjing was stunned for a moment, and Xiao Yang continued: "Although the fragrance of flowers is very strong, I can still smell a little blood, and the medicine you fed me before is also very fishy. ”

Yu Wenjing lowered his head, he knew that if he told the truth, Xiao Biao was afraid that he would not use this medicine in the future......

Yu Wenjing was silent for a long time, and only said one sentence: "This is the secret medicine of the palace." ”

Xiao Biao smiled lightly and said, "Okay, since it's the secret medicine of your palace, then I just ask......

Yu Wenjing was silent for a while, and suddenly wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"Brother Huang! How is Sister Qu? Old General Song must come and take a look, can we come in? ”

Yu Wenli shouted at the door, Yu Wenjing looked at Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang nodded, and Yu Wenjing said "Come in".

Yu Wenli walked in with Song Guoping, and the two walked directly into the inner room, and when they saw Xiao Biao lying on the couch, Song Guoping's guilt arose.

Song Guoping said: "Girl, you ...... Is the injury serious and how long do you need to recuperate? ”

"Old General Song, don't worry." Xiao Biao smiled and said, "I'm a martial arts practitioner, this little injury is nothing, it's just that I may have to stay in the palace to recuperate recently, and the old general's three jars of wine have to be sent by the people in the old general's mansion." ”

Song Guoping also smiled: "I am willing to lose the bet, and I will personally send the wine over another day...... Girl, you are a rare general, haven't you ever thought about joining the army? ”

"I thought about it, but I didn't think about going straight to being a pawn." Xiao Biao said: "The old general doesn't have to worry about the burial of talents, I will go to participate in the Phoenix Terrace competition after a while." ”

"Hahaha, good! Be ambitious! Song Guoping once again showed his trademark laughter: "I will definitely go to see this Phoenix Terrace competition!" Don't let me down. ”

Yu Wenli also said next to him: "This is very good, it just so happens that my Lan Dynasty is short of generals, after the Xiao family is lonely, it is relying on the Song family's father and son to stabilize the country, and some of the rest of the generals are not yet in the climate, and after the death of Marshal Zhao last year, there is no one, and it is a blessing that the imperial court can get a talent like Sister Qu." ”

Tsk, this little emperor suddenly looked like a dog when he spoke, and Xiao Biao was a little uncomfortable.

Song Guoping slapped his thigh and sighed: "The rest of the Xiao family's girl doesn't know what she looks like, hey, maybe the child has no father, and people have become weird?" ”

Xiao Biao sneered, and said in his heart: Xiao Yue has always been like this, and whether her father is there or not really has no effect on her.

After chatting for a while, General Song didn't disturb Xiao Biao's rest anymore and prepared to leave.

Out of politeness, Xiao Yang still asked Yu Wenjing to go out to see them off, after all, an emperor of the current dynasty and an elder of the two dynasties, it is a bit unreasonable not to go out to send them off.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Biao was left in the room, Xiao Biao gently touched the wound, and it seemed that the bleeding had stopped.

Xiao Yang sat up slightly, she wiped the remaining powder outside the gauze with her fingers, put it next to her nose and sniffed.

Heart: What the hell is this the blood of such a thing...... So spiritual.

Just thinking about it, I only heard a "bang", the door of Yuwenjing's dormitory was suddenly kicked open, and two figures staggered in.

Xiao Biao became vigilant, she pulled out her scimitar, covered her wound and asked loudly, "Who?" ”

The man at the door listened and replied, "Little lady? The little lady is me! Dongfang Mu got drunk at my place, and I carried him back from the small door! ”

It is the sound of folding fans.

The folding fan said as he walked to the inner room, and after he carried Dongfang Mu to the inner room, he threw it directly to the ground.

Fold the fan and said: "I'm tired to death, this guy is really heavy enough, what about the prince?" Little lady, are you hurt? ”

Xiao Biao replied one by one: "The prince went out to see off guests, I was slightly injured in a martial arts competition today, and it won't be in the way." ”

The fan blinked his eyes and said, "Will you get hurt when you compete with others?" That man must be a peerless master! ”

Xiao Yang smiled and didn't speak.

Suddenly, Dongfang Mu, who was lying on the ground, stood up suddenly, he seemed to have drunk a lot of wine, and he couldn't stand steadily.

Dongfang Mu staggered, and rushed directly to the couch, which startled Xiao Biao, how could this Dongfang Mu be drunk and startled.

The folding fan smiled with a "kind" expression, and was about to kick Dongfang Mu away, but as soon as he raised his foot, Dongfang Mu hugged the foot of the folding fan and didn't let go.

Folding Fan's eyes widened, and he said, "You! Let me go, you drunk! ”

Xiao Biao smiled lightly, but heard Dongfang Mu muttering something.

The more he muttered, the louder he became, and finally he shouted out loudly: "Yu Wenjing! Don't you want money for your blood! So feed her what you should do yourself! You idiot! ”

Xiao Biao was stunned for a moment, and the folding fan was extremely irritable trying to pull out his legs, and this guy was like a quagmire, the more he pulled out, the tighter he hugged him.

"You let go of me! How can anyone get drunk and hold someone's thigh! Let me go! ”

Xiao Biao shook his head, patted Dongfang Mu's shoulder, and asked, "Hey, what did you just say...... Yu Wenjing's blood, what is going on? ”

"He's just a fool!" Dongfang Mu said loudly: "He knows what the consequences of borrowing the corpse to return the soul will be, but he still has to do it!" What kind of blood nourishes the soul, I treat him as a brother in vain! That's how he doesn't take his life seriously! ”

"Blood Nourishes the Soul ......" Xiao Biao remembered the smell of blood in the so-called "Royal Mansion Secret Medicine", and she continued to ask: "I was assassinated in the pavilion that day, what is the medicine that Yu Wenjing fed me to drink?" ”

Dongfang Mu hugged the leg of the folding fan, and actually cried: "Woo woo, what else can it be, of course it's his blood!" If you are injured, medicine is useless, you can only use his blood to heal, woo woo woo, Yu Wenjing is just a fool! ”

"Hiss......" Xiao Biao covered his wounds: "So...... These medicines too. ”

Xiao Biao felt stuffy in his chest, and his heart felt as if he had been run over by one or two carriages.

When the folding fan heard this, he was also a little moved, he looked at Xiao Biao and said, "Little lady...... Are you okay? ”

"I ...... What can I do? Xiao Yang said: "I just feel a little unwilling, no matter the past life or this life, I owe him after all." ”

The folding fan looked at Xiao Biao with a gentle expression, and said, "Little lady, in fact, you don't need to pay too much attention to what this rotten drunkard says, maybe he just read too much nonsense in his notebook......"

Xiao Biao barely pulled out a smile and said, "Folding fan, you take him to the wing room first, everyone in the house knows Dongfang Mu, and no one will look at you, I think...... Be alone and be still. ”

The folding fan didn't speak, but only symbolically patted Xiao Biao's shoulder, and then dragged Dongfang Mu away.

When he went out, he burst out with a roar: "Dead drunk! Did you grow on my legs! Get up and walk on your own! ”

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