Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but be angry, the more he learned, the worse he became, the more skilled he became, and he could be named a traitor, which was really extraordinary.

I don't know what means this person will use in the future.

"Lord Song, so I can't show you the injury." Xu Qinghuan kindly reminded.

Song Chengxuan was unmoved, but leaned over and hugged her tighter.

There was silence in the room for a moment.

Originally, there was still some coolness in autumn, but after he came up, she still felt a little hot, like the summer sun fell on her, as if it was going to roast her, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and she couldn't use any strength on her body.

She suddenly wanted to eat glutinous rice cake, because she was weak since she was a child, she had only eaten something like cold cake once, and she only felt soft and cool, she didn't need to bite it, she could swallow it at once, it was very refreshing, and there was still a fragrance of osmanthus nectar between her mouth.

Xu Qinghuan was thinking nonsense, his eyes fell on Song Chengxuan's sleeve, because he hugged her, his sleeve was slightly piled up, and he could just see the dried blood stains in the inner lining.

Xu Qinghuan frowned, reached out and grabbed his sleeve: "The imperial doctor didn't treat you?" How can there still be blood stains. ”

She turned her head, her eyebrows frowning slightly, a little worried and angry.

Xu Qinghuan raised his face: "Aren't you in pain?" ”

Seeing her look like this, Song Chengxuan's wound, which he didn't care about, suddenly hurt, so he frowned slightly.

This man has always been inconsistent with the outside, even if the wound is festering, he can still lead the army to fight, and now he seems to be light and light, his eyes are clear and indifferent, and he doesn't know him if he is not injured, but he is accompanying the emperor to act in a play.

If you look closely, you can still find something strange, just now, the corners of his eyebrows seem to be wrinkled innorantly.

Xu Qinghuan was even more sure in her heart that the Tai Hospital did not treat him carefully, and his injuries were probably more serious than she thought.

Song Chengxuan said lightly: "At first, they were waiting for the emperor's order, but later they used some medicine. ”

The imperial physician of the Imperial Hospital shrank there like a quail, and only the envoy came to look at his wounds, and then they all waited for the emperor's order, and later heard that he was going to leave the palace, so the imperial physician applied the powder.

Xu Qinghuan stood up, turned to Song Chengxuan, and began to reach out to untie Song Chengxuan's clothes.

Song Chengxuan said: "Don't be so troublesome, I can deal with it myself when I'm free." ”

The words were so indifferent, but his arms hung down, and without Fang Cai's powerful appearance, it seemed that he really couldn't move.

Seeing this situation, Xu Qinghuan became more and more anxious, and the movements in his hands also became faster, slowly taking off his clothes, revealing his left shoulder and arm, the blood had soaked through the middle coat, and the Tai Hospital really just casually applied some medicine, this kind of perfunctory was really chilling.

Removing the strip of cloth, I saw the wound underneath, the wound that had already scabbed open, and the bright red blood flowed down the body, flowing through the chest and arms.

Xu Qinghuan was stunned there, did he really want to fake the show, and he couldn't do it?

The voice of the housekeeper's mother came from the door: "Miss, Madame called you over." ”

"You go back to your mother, I still haven't said anything to Lord Song," Xu Qinghuan said as he opened the medicine box, "I'll go out in a while." ”

The housekeeper's mother stood outside for a while, and found that Xu Qinghuan had no intention of changing her mind, she looked at the curtain in front of her, and walked in without opening it.

What if something isn't right in the house and she bumps into it? You can't ruin the reputation of the eldest lady.

The housekeeper's mother grabbed her handkerchief and stood there waiting.

Song Chengxuan looked down at Xu Qinghuan, she meticulously cleaned his wounds, her eyebrows were full of serious and solemn expressions, although she was only treating Lang Zhong's injuries in the guard, but she was very skilled and neat, as if she had done it many times before, because she wanted to help An Yihou heal his injuries? An Yihou has not led soldiers for many years, she shouldn't have this opportunity, that is, to treat wounded soldiers in the health center?

Lord Song is not a stingy person, and he will not interfere with Xu Qinghuan to do anything, he has understood too much etiquette and rules since elementary school, and Confucianism has always been open-minded, but the world is too biased, saying that it is quoting scriptures, and many times it is also taken out of context, deliberately misinterpreting the original meaning of Confucianism to achieve their goals.

For example, treating women too harshly is nothing more than confined them to the inner house, so the first time he met Miss Xu with someone to investigate the case, he didn't feel inappropriate, so now why is he a little unhappy in his heart.

Xu Qinghuan said: "I heard Lang Zhong from the guard house say that if the old wound is torn again, it will be even more difficult to heal, does Lord Song feel uncomfortable there now?" ”

Song Chengxuan's face was not red and his heart was not beating: "It's nothing, it's just a little useless." ”

Hurt to this point?

Xu Qinghuan glanced at the man, Song Chengxuan's face seemed to be not very good, and there was a tiredness in his eyes.

The soft place in her heart seemed to be touched.

The emperor intended to make Song Chengxuan a lonely minister, and he had to withdraw from his marriage with her.

Song Chengxuan shook the old wounds to show his determination.

She also knew that Song Chengxuan was doing this as an expedient measure, and maybe she had already laid a big net waiting for someone to jump in, but her heart was still touched.

There is no risk without any strategy, if you really want to be foolproof, you must sacrifice others and make yourself invincible, obviously Song Chengxuan is not such a character, some are more secure to do in a roundabout way, and there is no need to take risks.

In the previous life, Song Chengxuan quietly strengthened himself in the southeast, but in this life he changed his approach because of her appearance, he mentioned the marriage contract of the two families in front of her, and also made corresponding efforts for this marriage, as much as possible to understand the past, and the etiquette is thoughtful everywhere, when someone questions,

Li Xu can calculate everything foolproof, the emperor suspects him, so he leaves her in the capital, although in the dead of night, he apologetically pulls her to say a lot of heartfelt words, she can also understand his distress, but in her heart still feels that he is getting farther and farther away from her.

In his previous life, the court had mixed praise and disparagement of Song Hou, and some people hated him to the core, but people like Xue Shen were also loyal to him, just because although Song Chengxuan was cold on the surface, he was flesh and blood, he was real, and it would make people feel that he was very close, right in front of him, right next to her.

After carefully applying the medicine, Xu Qinghuan re-wrapped the wound with a cloth towel, then wiped the blood around the wound, rearranged the clothes for him, and finally tied the belt, just when her hand was still on his waist, he grabbed her shoulder.

Xu Qinghuan didn't struggle, reached out to wrap his waist around him, and pressed his cheek against his chest.

He looked down at her, only to see her eyes slightly closed, and her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, revealing a delicate, soft attitude.