Chapter 31 Examining the wound Fan Lihua is sentimental
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Xue Ding Mountain was settled. Fan Lihua turned around and walked to the copper basin shelf behind the door. Take down a handkerchief. I washed two handfuls of water in a copper basin and wrung them out. He returned to Xue Dingshan's side and handed it over. said, "Wipe it." Look at the sweat on this face. ”
Xue Dingshan took the handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his face. He handed it to Fan Lihua again. Fan Lihua put down the handkerchief. I went back to the embroidered couch and poured a cup of tea on the small table. Handed it to Xue Dingshan. said: "Drink saliva." Suppress the shock. Xue Dingshan shook his head and said, "I never drink tea at night. Fan Lihua said with a smile: "This is a chrysanthemum." Pure heart and calming mind. Xue Dingshan took it and took two sips and put down the teacup. Lean against the backrest. Asked, "Why don't you light a candle?" Fan Lihua said: "It's not more than three days." The red candle is always on. I don't know where a gust of wind came from just now. He blew out the red candle on the lamp. I just found a fire fold to order again. You're back. ”
Fan Lihua said. He looked at Xue Ding Mountain by candlelight. Under candlelight. Xue Dingshan's face was still very bad. Lean your back against the damask backrest. Keep your eyes closed. Still wheezing for breath. There was a slight tremor on his body.
Fan Lihua had never seen him so frightened. Unexpectedly, it was not because of a golden pheasant that I accidentally saw flying out that I was frightened. Refill a cup of tea. Hand it to him. He asked softly, "I still have palpitations in my heart." It's not just because of a brocade **. What scared the general like this. ”
"Me. ......" Xue Dingshan hesitated slightly. He shook his head slightly. Slowly open your eyes. Said: "Oh. Nothing. Probably...... It's that these two days are too tiring. There are some hallucinations in front of my eyes. "Talking. Raised his hand to pick up the teacup handed over by Fan Lihua.
Fan Lihua is handing over tea. At a glance, he saw a wound two or three inches long on Xue Dingshan's arm. There is still blood leaching out. Taken aback. Hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with your hand?" Hurt. Where is the injury? Only then did Xue Dingshan feel a pain in his arm. Turned over his hand and looked at it. Said: "Oh. I remembered. I was accidentally cut by a flower branch when I came over just now. ”
Fan Lihua was relieved when she heard that it was cut by a flower branch. said: "Why are you so careless?" Let me see. Xue Dingshan withdrew his arm. said: "Only a layer of skin has been cut. It doesn't matter. What is there to see. ”
"It doesn't matter what. Getting dirty isn't a joke. Let me see. Fan Lihua said. It is impossible to say that Xue Dingshan's wrist was carefully observed in the candlelight. "Such a long opening. Doesn't it hurt you? You won't even notice it. ”
said. He took a Supa, dipped it in water, and gently wiped the blood from the wound. He also found an elixir from the bookshelf that was dedicated to healing red wounds. Dissolve it with a little clean water and wash the wound again.
Xue Dingshan silently watched Fan Lihua carefully treat his wounds. So many years. It was the first time he had been so close. Take such a closer look at her.
Fan Lihua changed into evening clothes. There was no re-application of grease powder. Noodles are as clean as before. His face was a little pale because he was still sick. But the skin is still as radiant as jade. Two frowning crescent moon cage smoke eyebrows. Not painted but green. Fix it without repair; The thick, long, upward-curled eyelashes cast a faint shadow on the fair cheeks like a light mist; A pair of clear spring eyes like autumn water dissolves veins and clear waves. The delicate double eyelids add a lot of aura; Decent and upright. Small and cute hanging gallbladder nose. The right size. Moderately thin and moderately thick ingots; Lined with an impeccable cherry mouth that seems to be carefully drawn by a skillful hand. It's just that the color is a little lighter. A melon seed face that is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. Heaven is full. The floor is rounded. The neck is slender and white from the ears to the shoulder blades. The shoulders are just sharpened. The two jade wrists are as moist as new lotus roots. And no big makeup. It's just a bun of clouds. On the sideburns hairpin is a finely carved double plum blossom white jade hairpin. A pink crystal is tied around the neck with a silver thread chain and a peony flower. He wore a pale red placket tight. Lotus blue tie with a double bow. A bandeau covered with pomegranate red embroidered peonies. A pink peony pattern is faintly reflected on the shoulder blade. The veins are clear. Lifelike. Tied with a red silk flower dress. Lotus green inlaid with gold Ruyi chain silk binds the slender waist. It looks more graceful. The style is striking. It's weird. She never used spices. But there is always a faint fragrance wafting out of the body.
Xue Dingshan looked at her and was almost breathless. Her incredible beauty deeply touched the heart of this cold gentleman. It's just that. I don't know when. There were a few traces of silver frost on her sideburns.
Xue Dingshan couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart. Suddenly realized that the years do not allow people. back then. The sixteen-year-old girl in the flower season at the foot of Baihua Mountain is now more than half of her youth. Seven years of good years flowed past her like flowing water. Once gone, there is no going back. The young girl back then was so innocent and kind. It seems to be full of deep affection for everything as far as the eye can see. Although there is a trace of resentment in his eyes that cannot be hidden. A bright smile was enough to make the most beautiful flowers of that spring lose their color.
But. Since the steep turmoil on the occasion of the Hanjiang Guanhua candle. The once bright smile never appeared on her face again. The occasional smile always carries a lot of bitterness.
Xue Dingshan couldn't help but sigh secretly. "Alas. Xue Ding Mountain. Xue Ding Mountain. It was your pride and conceit that robbed her of her smile. lived up to her youth and infatuation. How great is your sin. "Come to think of it. I can't help but feel guilty. "What you said yesterday morning weighed down on my heart like a stone. I couldn't breathe. When I came back just now, I couldn't help but panic when I saw the dark light in the house. You ......"
Fan Lihua paused. Only then did I understand why he was so panicked just now. Face fierce enemies on the battlefield. He was not alarmed; Face the ruthless executioner on the court. He wasn't alarmed. Now. He panicked because of his unintentional words. Fan Li Jiupin Literature welcomes your visit, any search engine search "Jiupin Literature" can quickly enter this site, this site permanently provides free high-quality reading and txt format download services without pop-ups! Hua couldn't help but feel a warmth in her heart.
"You...... How's it going. Xue Dingshan asked with concern.
Fan Lihua's face showed a little shame. Guilt said, "Isn't this good in front of your eyes." I've been sick for so long and I haven't gotten better. I can't help but feel a little troubled. When I got up early yesterday, I felt emotional, and casually said a few words without a beginning or an end. I didn't expect you to worry so much. I ......" Fan Lihua smiled slightly. "I'm sorry. ”
Xue Dingshan looked at Fan Lihua with some confusion. Said: "Very good. But the doctor said......"