She flipped over the medicine, and didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and spilled it on King Xiangjun's wound.

King Xiangjun's wound is still oozing blood, and he must be bandaged well, otherwise the bleeding will not stop.

Thinking about it like this, Jiang Yao took advantage of the moonlight to look around the room several times, and made sure that there was no wound that could be bandaged, even if there was a quilt in the low cabinet that could be removed, I don't know how long it had been placed, it was not clean enough at all!

She could only use her clothes, her eyes fell on the burden again, Jiang Yao took the last underwear and tore it into one by one, first wrapped it around the waist that was bleeding the most, and then transferred to the new wound under the chest.

The white strip of cloth was covered over the pale skin, and it was impossible to tell whether the strip of cloth was whiter or the skin that had lost its blood color was whiter.

When he was busy, Jiang Yao's eyes were a little stunned, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he obviously hated him, didn't he? What are you doing so nervously? Wouldn't it be better if he died?

However, there was another voice in his heart shouting, and he still had to expect him to save his father, he couldn't die!

Right! Save him because the evidence is in his hands, and he still has use value, Jiang Yao thought so, and his eyes fell on King Xiangjun's wound again.

Wait...... what's that?

How could there be a scar on his heart? It does not look like a new injury, the scar is similar to the skin color, but it seems to have been precipitated by the years, and the white scar faded and gradually grinded into a skin color.

She was sure that he didn't have this scar in his previous life.

In his previous life, King Xiangjun liked scarlet clothes, but when he saw him twice, he was wearing Xuanyi.

In his previous life, he didn't have a tear mole under his eyes, but these days he has given birth to a red tear mole.

In the previous life, King Xiangjun did not have a scar on his heart, but now the scar is extremely dazzling, as if something has changed with her rebirth.

Jiang Yao lowered her eyelashes slightly, her slender fingers gently rubbed on the scar, and the fingertips were unusually hot, but her eyes were confused and she didn't know what she was thinking.

I don't know how long later, the howling night wind rushed in through the crack in the door, so cold that she slammed her spirit, and when she came back to her senses, she found that the whole person had already been frozen, only her subordinates were warm.

Why is it so hot? Jiang Yao was suspicious and reached out to probe the forehead of King Xiangjun.

This probe was not tight, and King Xiangjun's forehead was as hot as the bottom of the pot, and she retracted her hand violently after just touching it.

What to do? How can you cool down without water here? You can't drag him out again, can you? I don't know if the burn can go away like that, but eighty percent of people are dead!

What to do? Jiang Yao looked out the window hesitantly, found a basin behind the door and went out.

Somehow, living on this barren mountain and mountain, she was extremely afraid of encountering wild beasts before, and now she didn't even want to squat under the eaves and hold the snow on the ground.

When the basin was full, she took out two more sleeves, which were torn off from the undershirt that had been used to bandage the wounds of King Xiangjun, and filled them with snow and put them on her forehead, not to mention how suitable they were.

In my previous life, I had only heard that I could use spirits to wipe my body to cool down, but I didn't know if I could cool down by rubbing my body with snow.

The snow in the sleeve was smashed solidly, put it on her head, Jiang Yao grabbed a handful of snow in the basin again, and rubbed it on the arm of King Xiangjun, there was no way that there were injuries on her body, only her arms were good, she couldn't take off her pants and pinch her thighs, right?

When the snowflakes reached the hands of King Xiangjun, they quickly melted into snow and flowed down the half-raised arms to the shoulder sockets.

Every time Jiang Yao grabbed a handful of snow, she was so cold that she shivered, and when she caught an unknown number of handfuls, she was so angry that she patted the arm of the person on the bed, and muttered, "You are so comfortable, my aunt and grandmother are cold to death!" ”

The person on the bed snorted, Jiang Yao was overjoyed, and turned his gaze to look.

King Xiangjun was still pale and lying lifeless, as if Shicai's humming was her delusion.

She sat down on the edge of the bed dejectedly, and got up with the empty basin, and when the snow was finished, she was going to fill another basin.

"...... next summer, ...... next summer" The faint voice of the person on the bed was in her ears, and this time she heard it really.

Jiang Yao stopped, returned to the bedside and asked in a low voice, "What did you say?" ”

King Xiangjun didn't speak anymore as if she was right, she took off her shoes and climbed onto the bed, slapped King Xiangjun's face hard and asked, "What did you say?" ”

I don't know how long it took, just when Jiang Yao was about to give up, King Xiangjun's eyes opened a slit, and he raised an arm to touch Jiang Yao's face.

The hot big hand covered the sallow face, Jiang Yao couldn't help but wet her eyes, leaned closer and said, "You finally woke up......"

"Ming...... Summer ......"

Jiang Yao was close this time, and although the voice of King Xiangjun was weak, she heard it clearly!

"Tomorrow Summer ......"

Jiang Yao's body stiffened suddenly, and a pair of crystal clear beautiful eyes were full of shock, Ming Xia is Zhen Zhaoyao's small character, Zhen Zhaoyao was born less than a month old, born in April, Mrs. Wen Changbo hopes that she can survive the summer, so this summer and Ming Xia will survive, so this small character is taken.

In her previous life, King Xiangjun called her like this, but now, they don't know each other......

Before Jiang Yao could think about it, a big hand on her back was pressed down, she was already hunched over, and the whole person was thrown on the shoulder of King Xiangjun when she was pressed like this.

The hot breath hit the side of her ear wave after wave, and when she wiped her body, she didn't have time to be shy just thinking about saving people, and her face turned red all of a sudden.

"You...... You let go of me......" Jiang Yao reached out to push, but didn't dare to push too hard.

King Xiangjun seemed to be unconscious, still murmuring in a low voice, "...... in Mingxia", his voice was restrictive, telling the lovesickness that penetrated into the bones.

Jiang Yao went from the root of her ears to her neck, her body slowly softened, she gently leaned on the shoulder of King Xiangjun, and slowly closed her eyes.

This night, she didn't sleep well, one moment dreamed that Wenchangbo's mansion was full of beheading, one moment dreamed of the words Zhen Zhaoluo said when he was dying in his previous life, and another time he dreamed of the white eyes and contempt he suffered in his previous life for marrying the king of Xiangjun.

In the blink of an eye, the outline of the moon faded, slowly disappearing among the clouds, and the eastern sun had not yet jumped out of the horizon, and the light had already illuminated the small half of the sky.

The sleeping woman on the bed exclaimed, "Don't! ”

Then he sat up, fine beads of sweat on his forehead, and gasped for air in shock.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Yao's eyes fell on the face of King Xiangjun, who was still asleep, she was really confused last night, how could she save him, and slept with him all night!

As long as she thinks about last night's dream, she can't wait to end this house with her own hands.

As if hearing her heart, the man snorted twice, his eyes eager to open.

Jiang Yao was so frightened that she crawled out of bed, got dressed, took the package and ran away.

Really, she obviously saved people, but she's good, like a thief!