Of course, this is much more exciting than swinging.

The kind that plays with life.

If the vine breaks, then they will almost be here, and there will still be no bones left!

***

It's just a little bit.

The two of them were almost going to fall.

Anyway, for the time being, it's safe.

Fu Yue exhaled deeply, she leaned against the wall a little detached, closed her eyes, and rested for a while.

Because of his eyes closed, Fu Yue's ears became more acute.

She could instantly feel someone approaching her.

Lifting his eyelids and taking a look, there is no doubt that it is Yan Jun's sick seedling.

Fu Yue closed her eyes again, she didn't really want to pay attention to Yan Jun now, because today's thrilling assassination was all thanks to him, and Fu Yue was able to have a good face on him now It is a hell.

Then, she felt—

A hand gently lifted her chin, and the fingertips were warm and soft to the touch.

When Fu Yue opened her eyes, she saw Yan Jun half-kneeling in front of her, leaning over, her slender fingers supporting her chin, and the other hand pinching a snow-white clean handkerchief, wiping her cheeks carefully.

“……”

As soon as she raised her hand, she heard Yan Jun's soft scolding.

"Don't move, you've got a scratch on your face."

Yes, I didn't pay attention just now, Fu Yue's face was scratched a small cut, about half an inch. Her skin was as flawless as jade, and there was a blood mark on it, which inevitably looked a little dazzling.

Fu Yue frowned: "It's okay, it's just a little injury." You don't have to take this injury to heart. ”

Yan Jun: "Now we don't have any herbs, what if the wound is suppurated and festering?" ”

"It's going to be disfigured."

“……”

Fu Yue froze in place, and Yan Jun accurately grasped her weakness.

Disfigurement, that would never have been imagined.

If Fu Yue was allowed to live with a disfigured face for the rest of her life, she might choose to leave this plane directly.

This is the last dignity of being a dog.

But just a scratch that is slightly longer than a fingernail can be disfigured?

Are you kidding me??

Fu Yuehu looked at Yan Jun suspiciously, although she was not angry, she still obediently did not move, and let Yan Jun tinker with her face.

Seeing her so well-behaved, Yan Jun's dark eyes crossed with a smile.

"Thank you, princess, for today. The princess's life-saving grace will be repaid in the future. ”

Fu Yue glanced at him, and his voice was lazy, "No need, as long as the prince doesn't fall into the well when I am down, Xihe will be very grateful." ”

Yan Jun: "......"

He seemed to be a little sad, staring at Fu Yue with a pair of clear black eyes, as if sighing and laughing at himself, "I didn't expect that in the princess's heart, I would be such a person." It's really sad......"

His voice changed.

"But why did the princess say that? The princess is my wife, how can I be depressed in the future, as long as I am in one day, I will ensure that the princess is prosperous and rich for a day, the princess is really worried. ”

Fu Yue said lazily with his eyes closed.

"It's just a husband and wife in name, why should the prince take it to heart. In the coming day, as soon as I sign the book, you and I will have nothing to do with it. ”

Fu Yue's voice fell.

Yan Jun's fingers shook, and her hands couldn't help but feel a little heavier.

Fu Yue sighed in pain: "Hiss." ”

Yan Jun lowered her beautiful curly eyelashes and said, "I'm sorry, I hurt the princess." But...... Does the princess want to be separated from me? ”

He asked.