As soon as Jun Wuyao's words fell, Meng Youdie's knife-like gaze shook over, and the other guests were also stunned, smiling dryly but not saying anything flattering, until Jun Wuyao bent down and hugged Ruoyu to leave, and then took the cup and drank again.

Ruoyu's face was buried in Jun Wuyi's arms, and her hand was gently covered on his sleeve, looking very coquettish, only Ruoyu herself understood that there were waves of labor pain in her heart, if she didn't hear him wrong just now, he was talking about the word "bed...... I wanted to say something, but I had no choice but to be pressed by the fabric with my mouth, and the language that was obviously resisting sounded like a coquettish gasp.

When the smoothness of the fabric on her cheeks was removed, Ruoyu saw that she had already laid down on the satin bed when she woke up again, and Jun Wuyi was sitting on the edge of the bed with a chuckle, her slender fingertips lifting the hem of her slightly longer clothes......

Knowing his purpose, Ruoyu's cheeks turned red, and she said sharply: "Jun Wuyao, you stop." ”

Looking up at Ruoyu slightly, her little face was flushed, Ying Ying seemed to be dizzy, obviously annoyed, but her voice sounded coquettish, Jun Wuyao's big hand still continued to pull up Ruoyu's trouser legs regardless of it, and when she pulled it to her knees, you could see that the white silk tied with the wound was red four fingers wide in the center.

Ruoyu felt the pain of tearing the flesh on her knees when she danced with a strong smile, but she still endured the dance, at this time, the wound was congealed with blood and exposed to the air, and there was a slight cold pain, and she saw Jun Wuyao untie the ribbon on her leg in circles, and said in a hurry: "You, stop it!" ”

His words drew the white silk from the wound on his knee to be untied, and he bent on the bed with an incoherent blood red, and Jun Wuyao's warm fingers rubbed against the equally fragile skin on the side of the wound and said, "Look, it's so badly injured." ”

Jun Wuyao's words were said gently, and even revealed this bit of pampering, a few simple words were like a stone stirring up a pool of water in his heart, causing ripples in circles, but this ripple receded very quickly, and his mind couldn't help but appear that he was coldly looking at his arrow, and said with both cruelty and hatred: "Why do you bother to pretend to be such a fake merciful appearance." ”

Jun Wuyi listened to Ruoyu's words, but turned sideways with a smile, opened a satin-white locket on one side and said, "If it is according to you, this king has been pretending to be merciful for several days." ”

As he spoke, he took a piece of condensation paste with a silver spoon, put it in the palm of his left hand, and rubbed it with his right hand to explain: "The Zhizhi condensation paste offered by your Feng country. ”

As if he was in love, Jun Wuyi smeared the soft coagulation cream on the bloodshot wound, and the pain was still there, but the medicine relieved the hot pain with a cool feeling, but why did he want to help himself with the medicine and not call himself to sleep as he said at the beginning.....

From his own point of view, he can see Jun Wuyi's hair flowing like ink, spread on his clothes and legs, and his even and good-looking side face with a serious look wraps himself around the white strip that he pulled out of nowhere, how could he treat himself like this.

After the wound was bandaged, Jun Wuyao got up and helped Ruoyu up, and with the fragrance of condensation, his big hand stroked his back again to untie the acupoint, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that you will hurt your leg again by struggling." ”

Ruoyu, who was relieved, immediately alertly dodged into the bed and turned inward, looking at Jun Wuyao with a frowning willow brow and asking, "What are you going to do?" ”

Jun Wuyao supported his chin with one hand, bent his narrow phoenix eyes and said, "If this king says that he just wants to be good to you, do you believe it?" ”

Listening to Jun Wuyao's words, Ruoyu tilted her head and smiled: "Naturally I don't believe it." ”

After Ruoyu's answer, Jun Wuyi was not only not angry, but still clapped his hands with a wicked smile and said, "Ruoqingwen, you are not very stupid. ”

Turning his head to look at the Zhining Paste that had not yet been closed, Jun Wuyi said slowly: "This king wants you to take the Zhenguo jade inlay of Fengguo. ”

Sure enough, there was a conspiracy...... The person in front of him seems to have made a calculation for everything, although he has no feelings for Fengguo, but he will not do such a counter-purpose, let alone do it for him......

Facing Jun Wuyi's smile, Ruoyu leaned against the snow-white wall and combed her hair and said: "Lord Wang, you are really interesting, do you think that if you apply some medicine like this, I will honestly listen to your mercy?" ”

As if he had expected Ruoyu's answer, Jun Wuyao leaned forward a little closer and said, "What if you let your mother go as the king?" ”