He Mengxi was wearing a felt blanket on her body and chains on her feet, and she turned sideways inward, as if she had been asleep for a long time.

The girl named Qingmei, a girl named Qingmei, who Ling Zixu specially found from the nearby city, was serving the decoction.

That medicine was a prescription he had specially prepared for her, and drinking it regularly every day would weaken her power.

The amazing martial arts will be farther and farther away from her, and he wants her to become an ordinary person, otherwise, he will not be able to let her live.

Seeing Ling Zixu coming in, Qingmei hurriedly stood up: "General! ”

"Did she sleep again?" Ling Zixu asked.

"Yes, General, Miss Chen is asleep every day."

This girl named Qingmei was bought by him for fifty taels of silver, there are no women in the barracks, Chen Meiyu's special identity and injuries, someone must take care of her.

This girl looks shrewd and capable, and clever, and sharp-toothed, and he is very satisfied.

Looking at Chen Meiyu on the sickbed, Ling Zixu waved his hand.

Qingmei immediately understood, she looked at the medicine on the table: "General, this medicine has just been decocted, and it can't be cooled!" ”

"Go ahead, I'll let her take it!"

Qingmei nodded and withdrew from the camp.

Under the dim light, Ling Zixu sat on the edge of the hospital bed, and her weak body curled up inward, leaving a large space outside the bed, and after Ling Zixu sat down, she felt far away from her.

Her faint breathing, the gentle undulation of her body, and the fur blanket on her body outlined her undulating figure, a body with a peerless face and a perfect body that was awe-inspiring.

He involuntarily and cautiously reached over, and before his hand could touch her, she let out a soft sigh and turned over.

He thought she was awake, so he nervously withdrew his hand, and waited for a while, but did not see her open her eyes.

He put his mind at ease, a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, and laughed at himself.

Her jade-white face radiated a luster in the light.

Even if she tosses and turns in the hospital bed for so many days, even if she is drowsy all day long, even if she drinks a poisonous decoction that causes yin and yang to lose harmony and her body loses, she can't stop her peerless beauty.

The weak and sick beauty is even more pitiful, and no one can bear to break it, let alone destroy it.

But this kind of beauty is too dangerous for him to keep.

The prosperous and noble place of the capital,...... King Qi and King Lu are both womanizers, even if the emperor has three palaces and six courts, he is also a ridiculous character who loves one.

It was the land of wealth and wealth, and it was also the land of tigers and wolves, and if he let go, she would be immediately devoured and disappear from his world.

Those conditions of his, everything she promised him, all his calculations would be a joke.

Instead of letting someone else ruin her beauty, he should come.

Thinking of this, Ling Zixu felt a trace of pity in his heart, and he carefully looked at the beautiful and incomprehensible woman in front of him.

Her skin is like congealed cream, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her eyelashes are lowered, her eyes are closed, her brilliance is constricted, her nose is delicate, her red lips are seductive, and the green silk that is as soft as a waterfall is entangled and scattered among the pillows.

White plain clothes, soft and delicate necks, slightly undulating chests, and felt blankets scattered on the side.

He was stunned, and after a while, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Reaching for her to cover her with a blanket, she heard a gurgling sound in her throat, and her mouth moved.

He immediately stopped what he was doing, and leaned over to her mouth curiously to listen.

I vaguely heard her muffled words.

"I'm not, I'm not...... I'm He Mengxi, I'm not Chen Meiyu, I'm He Mengxi...... I am...... He Mengxi ......"

She muttered to herself in her dreams.

Hearing this, Ling Zixu felt a chill down her spine, wouldn't she, isn't she the real Chen Meiyu, an impostor? This can't be!

Ling Zixu felt incredible, he sat upright, thought back and forth, and still felt that there was no such possibility.

Suddenly remembered that the decoction was going to be cold, got up to get the decoction, and accidentally touched the lampstand on his side, and his hands and eyes were quick, and the lamp was caught by him, but the lampstand fell to the ground with a "bang".

The loud sound woke He Mengxi up, and she sat up suddenly.

"I'm not...... I am....... She was still repeating the words from her dream.

Ling Zixu hooked the lampstand with his foot, put the lamp and candle away, and caught He Mengxi's words: "You are not Chen Meiyu, you are He Mengxi?" ”

"I ...... I ......" He Mengxi woke up from his dream and saw Ling Zixu standing in front of him, who seemed to be smiling, and the whole person was stupid.

What did she say, what did he hear, why did he still have problems in his previous life in this life, whispering in his dreams, he would get into trouble in this life, especially in front of this demon Ling Zixu, this is not a way to die.

She "suddenly" covered her face and lay down, grabbed the felt blanket and covered her head.

Ling Zixu thought her reaction was very funny, and went to get the decoction and walked over.

"Since you wake up, get up quickly and drink the medicine!" Ling Zixu ordered.

"I don't drink it, I drink this thing, it's nonsense, it's poisonous, I'm afraid I'll go insane if I drink too much!" He Mengxi shouted muffled in the carpet.

"If I let you drink, you have to drink, do you have to drink?" Ling Zixu's face turned cold and his voice sank.

"Drink!"

He Mengxi picked up the felt blanket, sat up, took the medicine bowl, held it with both hands, drank it in one go, and then showed the bottom of the bowl to Ling Zixu.

Ling Zixu took the bowl and snorted coldly: "That's right......!" ”

He Mengxi was short of breath for a while, and said in his heart, Tiger fell in Pingyang and was bullied by dogs, bear it, what can you do if your life is in the hands of others.

At this moment, Qingmei came in with a curtain: "General, Doctor Gu is here, it's time to diagnose Miss Chen's pulse." ”

Ling Zixu said in a deep voice: "Let him come in!" ”

An old man with a white beard carried a medicine box into the tent, and when he saw Ling Zixu, he hurriedly saluted: "General! ”

Ling Zixu waved his hand: "Doctor Gu is exempt, let's see Miss Chen!" ”

Gu Shizhen nodded again and again, opened the medicine box, took out a wrist pillow and placed it on the side of the bed.

He Mengxi lay down and put her hands on the wrist pillow.

After diagnosing the pulse, Gu Shizhen said: "The pulse is stable, it's okay, it's okay!" ”

Then he took out a patch of ointment from the medicine box, preparing to change the medicine for He Mengxi.

He glanced at Ling Zixu, hesitated, and said.

"General, in the barracks, when the patient is seriously injured, sometimes I can't care so much, now, after Miss Chen gradually gets better, I will hand over the matter of changing the dressing to the Qingmei girl, I still avoid it!" After saying that, he turned around and packed up the medicine box.

Ling Zixu was slightly stunned, and then said: "Well, it's very good, it just so happens that I have something to say to you, you come with me." ”