Hurt.

It hurts all over my body.

It hurts like tearing down the bones one by one and putting them back together.

Before Luo Xiaoxiao opened her eyes, she first smelled the smell of Chinese medicine that she hated the most.

She raised her hand and waved, her voice shattered: "Go away." ”

His wrist was gently held, and he said softly in a cold voice: "It's not bitter." ”

Hearing this voice, Luo Xiaoxiao was furious: "Beigong Yao! ”

As soon as she moved, her sore thighs twisted and her face twisted.

Beigong Yao let her lean into her arms and brought the medicine bowl to her lips: "Drink the medicine first." ”

Drink a fart.

He was more beastly than a beast last night, no matter if she was soft or cruel, she didn't hear it, she was unconscious and didn't let it go!

She almost thought she wasn't going to wake up!

As soon as she thought of this, Luo Xiaoxiao was so angry that she wanted to breathe fire: "I just want to stab you to death now." ”

Beigong Yao raised two sword eyebrows and repeated again: "Drink the medicine first." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao turned his head to the side: "Don't give New Year's greetings to chickens here, if it weren't for you, I would be like this?" ”

She struggled back into bed, grinning in pain as she moved.

With his back to him, he opened his mouth even more angrily: "Go away, I don't want to see you now." ”

Beigong Yao held the medicine bowl and looked at her back at a loss.

"Last night, I just wanted to come and see you, but I accidentally drank too much, and it hurt you."

"After that, I won't drink anymore."

The man with his back to him didn't even move.

The medicine bowl in his hand gradually cooled.

His knuckles moved slightly, and his voice was hoarse: "You just said that you only want to kill me now." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao had a bad premonition, she hurriedly turned around, and in a hurry, she accidentally twisted her overworked waist.

But the pain was far less than the sight she saw Beigong Yao stabbing him in the chest with a dagger.

She was so frightened that she grabbed his hand and shouted, "You're crazy! ”

Rao was stopped by her in time, and there were blood oozing from his chest, and he quickly dyed his white middle coat red.

"Someone!" Luo Xiaoxiao didn't dare to move, and shouted: "Go and ask the imperial doctor!" ”

There was a sudden chaos outside, but the person concerned was still in the mood to raise his lips slightly to her and reassure: "I have a sense of proportion, I won't die." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao shook off his hand, his angry eyes were red, and he scolded: "You have a sick brain!" Running to play bitter meat tricks with me? ”

"It's not a bitter ploy."

He lowered his eyelashes, as long as a crescent moon and as black as ink, and with a muffled grunt, pulled out the dagger and thrust it into her hand.

"If you don't get angry, you can stab casually. It's just that I can't die yet. ”

"You!" Luo Xiaoxiao was burned and shook off the dagger.

Her throat felt like she was choked, and she couldn't say a single word, even though she had a thousand words.

Fortunately, at this time, the imperial doctor came.

"Wechen gives the prince ......"

Luo Xiaoxiao interrupted him: "Don't say goodbye, hurry up and bandage him." ”

Seeing the injury on Beigong Yao's chest, the imperial doctor's face changed, and he hurriedly stepped forward: "Prince, let the minister give you ......"

Beigong Yao waved him back and looked at Luo Xiaoxiao: "Drink the medicine." ”

Luo Xiaoxiao didn't answer, so he said, "Since you are not angry, then ......"

Luo Xiaoxiao snatched the medicine bowl and drank it all: "It's okay!" ”

Beigong Yao then signaled the imperial doctor to bandage him.

Indeed, as he said, he was very measured, and he didn't hurt his lungs, but he just needed to live well.

The person is fine, Luo Xiaoxin put it down, her twisted waist, and his body was tempered by him all night, and she felt uncomfortable after realizing it.

"Since it's okay, you can go."