There should be a shortcut for the mountain bandits to enter to carry goods, but Xiao Lian and they don't know the way, so they can only honestly go up the river.

When Yang Minzhi and the government soldiers found them, the sky was turned white.

Wang Shaoming suffered a catastrophe, but her life was not harmed, but her face was pale and she was still in a coma. Xiao Zhaowen hugged Wang Shaoming, his eyes were red, he didn't say a word, and he didn't answer anyone who came to ask. Until he met Yang Minzhi, he rode a horse himself and walked down the mountain with Wang Shaoming in his arms.

And when he met Yang Minzhi, Xiao Lian was so stumbling that he almost fainted. Through the faint light of the sky, He Jingying saw that the black clothes on Xiao Lian's body were all wet from his arms. As soon as the tentacles touched, the palm of the hand was bright red.

He Jingying found that Xiao Lian's entire sleeve had been ground into a rag on his arm. The rag was stuck to his arm with coagulated blood. If you don't look closely in the dark night, you can only think that there are a few holes in the sleeves of the pure black shirt.

He Jingying removed the rag. Xiao Lian gasped in pain.

Xiao Lian's right arm was covered with fresh scars. From the forearm to the palm, the skin and flesh are turned up, and the white bones can be seen at the wrists. Five fingers on one hand, the fingertips are all worn out, and even the nails are lifted.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, how many people can bear such pain?

This is what Xiao Lian said, it's okay!

He Jingying reprimanded: "You deserve to be hurt." Why didn't you say that just now? If this wound had been treated just now, how could it be so painful? ”

Although at this moment, He Jingying really wanted to dissect Xiao Lian to see if he had one less nerve called "pain" than others. But He Jingying's frowning appearance fell in Xiao Lian's eyes, but it was a different kind of tenderness and sweetness.

The biggest illusion in the eyes of a lover is that whatever your lover does, you feel that he is flirting, rather than really trying to beat you.

Xiao Lian leaned lazily on the tree: "Isn't this not dead?" ”

If it was in the past, He Jingying would just reprimand him for not paying attention to the skin on his body, but now, He Jingying felt that his character who was very happy to find death was very bad, and a nameless evil fire burst out in his heart, and the movements in his hands couldn't help but be a little heavier.

Xiao Lian gasped in pain: "It hurts, it hurts, daughter-in-law, you have a light hand." ”

He Jingying didn't raise her head: "Aren't you afraid of pain?" Having said that, the movements of his hands became more cautious. He Jingying cleaned up the black broken steps that were broken on Xiao Lian's arm piece by piece. Some of the rags were entangled with flesh and blood, and when they were removed, they pulled at the wounds where the blood had clotted, and fresh blood flowed out.

The corners of Xiao Lian's mouth hooked up a smile: "Why are you distressed?" "The normal intonation is called a problem, and if the tail is elongated, this is begging.

Sure enough, He Jingying's eyebrows jumped, and she raised her head and looked directly at Xiao Lian: "I'm afraid that you will damage your skin." ”

Xiao Lian was so choked with such a sentence that he couldn't speak, and before an indescribable sour feeling in his heart could climb into his heart, Xiao Lian saw He Jingying looking directly into his eyes, and there was a little warmth in those eyes.

Xiao Lian is a person who can also be put into the juice of ten lemons with a spoonful of white sugar. The warmth that rippled out of his eyes forced the sourness in his heart back into his stomach. The lazy three-point smile hooked up the corners of his mouth shallowly, and he said very scoundrelly: "Then you still feel sorry for me." ”

After saying this, Xiao Lian felt a trace of ill-will coming from the eyes in front of him. It was in the midst of confusion that there was a sharp pain in the wrist. It turned out that He Jingying poured the wine brought by the soldiers into Xiao Lian's hands.

"Ahh

The soldiers who were close were so frightened by the screams that they almost went out of their bodies.

Xiao Lian's courage to pull out the mountain and cover the world was all used on the stone wall. Facing He Jingying, she is no different from the little rabbit with her ears carried.

He Jingying frowned and looked at Xiao Lian: "Aren't you afraid of pain?" As he spoke, he poured some more on Xiao Lian's arm.

"Ahhhh ”

He Jingying poured a little more wine on Xiao Lian's palm.

"Ahhhh

He Jingying poured a little more wine on Xiao Lian's fingers.

"Ahhhh!!!h Xiao Lian finally asked this soul question in a trembling voice.

He Jingying raised her head a little confused: "What is iodine volt?" ”

"It can also be disinfected, and it doesn't hurt like this!"

He Jingying looked at the wine bag in her hand and sniffed it: "It's all about this, but this wine seems to be a little strong." ”

said that He Jingying was going to pour it. Xiao Lian's whole body bounced: "Enough, enough!" Don't! ”

He Jingying frowned and said: "You are very badly injured, although you didn't hurt your muscles and bones, but if you continue to be infected like this, something big will happen." "Talking about the gesture again, I came to lead Xiao Lian again.

Xiao Lian hurriedly turned sideways to avoid it, and waved his hand again and again: "Don't, don't!" I'd rather have this hand of mine cut off than not! ”

Xiao Lian is really strong, since he lived in Xiao Zhaoye's body, because he couldn't look down on the lean body of the prince, he would exercise for an hour or two every day. Of course, part of the reason for exercising for so long is that he sleeps in the guest room every night and has nothing to do. However, after such exercise, Xiao Zhaoye's original lean meat has been refined into a strong tendon meat.

This tendon not only saved him from landing freely, but also allowed him to move after his arms were sparsely scratched and he climbed mountains and waded through the water for half a night.

He Jingying laughed and said, "What are you running?" At least come and let me bandage it for you?" ”

Xiao Lianhu looked at He Jingying suspiciously: "Only bandage, no wine." ”

"Good, good." He Jingying was defeated.

Xiao Lian sat back obediently. He Jingying took the clean gauze from the hands of the soldiers and had just wrapped it around. A voice came coldly overhead: "I'll come." ”

Yang Minzhi sent Xiao Zhaowen down the mountain, changed the carriage parked at the bottom of the mountain, and then returned to the halfway up the mountain.

He Jingying raised her head and met Yang Minzhi's cold eyes. Although Fang Cai's words seemed to be asking for instructions, Yang Minzhi's eyes were unquestionable.

If He Jingying hadn't doubted Yang Minzhi's identity before, she might not have noticed such emotions even if she saw them. It's just that this is not the same as it used to be. Now that she has doubted it, she can clearly feel Yang Minzhi's dissatisfaction, and even some anger.

Yang Minzhi saw that He Jingying didn't answer, squatted down and took the gauze from He Jingying's hand, and wound it around and around it. His movements were not clear, but Xiao Lian did not say a word.

It seemed that Xiao Lian didn't have much of an opinion on this sudden light bulb, but a look of impatience appeared on his face.

Yang Min wrapped gauze around Xiao Lian and said, "King Xin'an brought Miss Wang back to Xin'an Palace. ”

It was not the Nanjun Palace, nor was it any of the Wang family's mansions, but it was directly brought back to the Xin'an Palace.

Even though Xiao Zhaowen's intentions for Wang Shaoming were seen by everyone except for the two of them. But directly bringing Wang Shaoming back to Xin'an Wangfu was still beyond He Jingying's expectations.

After all, Wang Shaoming suffered on his behalf, and he felt guilty, sad, and regretful, and several emotions struck, sweeping away the little relief brought by the rest of his life.

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