The medicine he drank during the day didn't seem to have any effect, and that night, Yan Shunhua had a high fever again.

I don't know if it was burned in a daze, she actually saw King Qin, his temperament was as calm as a mountain, and his appearance was as handsome as a god, standing there without saying a word, making the simple meditation room shine.

He stood on the edge of the bed and looked at her, his face was handsome, his dark eyes were like a calm sea, and when she touched the ocean, she found that there was a storm brewing inside, and she was as isolated as a big ship that had run aground, and she was instantly submerged in this light.

She suddenly felt that the quilt on her body was hard and heavy, and she couldn't breathe, until the man's strong arms helped her up, and Yan Shunhua knew that she was not dreaming.

"Lord Wang, why are you here?"

King Qin didn't answer her question, his black eyes returned to a dark and waveless deep pool, and he didn't know where to bring a bowl of medicine, handed it to her mouth, and ordered in a cold voice, "Drink it." ”

Every time she gets along with him, Yan Shunhua can feel the other party's aggressive sense of oppression and presence, and the calm and composure she is proud of is overwhelming in front of this man.

One is the god of war prince who commands troops on the battlefield and scolds Fang Xuan, and the other is a boudoir girl who is stormy and snowy, and does not know the hardships, her knowledge and momentum are not at the same level at all, and it has become natural for her to be suppressed.

So she took the medicine bowl very meekly, took a sip, the entrance was warm, but it was miserable, she immediately stopped, but saw King Qin frowning, her heart trembled, and she immediately drank it all in one go, and her face wrinkled into a ball.

The good medicine is bitter and good for the disease, and after a bowl of medicine, she felt that her whole body was relaxed, and she couldn't help but smile on her face, and showed the empty bottom of the bowl to King Qin, "Look, I'm done drinking." ”

This picture looks like a little milk dog that pleases its owner.

Bai Muyun retracted his gaze, and his tone was no longer as cold and hard as before, "Take off your clothes." ”

Yan Shunhua was stunned, her face was blue and white, "You have Chinese medicine again?" ”

The tone of disappointment and embarrassment made Bai Muyun's brows furrow slightly, however, all the displeasure vanished when he saw her bloodless little face. It's just a dewy marriage, and he panics when he hears the dark guard say that she is seriously ill and dying.

Is it just because of the familiarity?

He sighed lightly, "Don't think about it, you have a whiplash wound on your body, and this king will give you medicine." ”

It turned out to be medicating her.

Yan Shunhua's face turned red, and a faint mist filled his dark eyes, he was ashamed and embarrassed, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Her flesh and blood are blurred, even if King Qin needs to put out the fire, he will not find her with a heavy taste.

King Qin urged again, Yan Shunhua couldn't care about the tangle in his heart anymore, his white and tender little hands trembled on the belt, and finally turned his back and untied his clothes.

Her clothes were still the same as yesterday's, and the wounds that had been pulled open by the whip were bleeding and crusting, and many of them had grown together, and she was tearing the wounds as she took them off, and she was sweating profusely in pain.

Bai Muyun directly tore all her clothes, revealing her back crisscrossed with whip marks, which was shocking.

His eyes darkened, and his throat seemed to be blocked by a piece of cork, astringent and hoarse, "Does it hurt?" ”

Yan Shunhua is a delicate eldest lady, when has she suffered such a flesh and skin suffering, she just endured it, and when she heard him ask, she actually felt wronged, half-covered her eyes, and replied in a low voice, "It hurts." ”