"Hmm."

Zi Qianmo replied sullenly.

When he saw the golden-eyed young man, his eyes widened, staring at her for a moment, and he didn't dare to approach, he immediately restrained the murderous aura in his eyes.

Yes.

It's none of the child's business.

He was innocent.

He deserves better.

"Come here."

Zi Qianmo said lightly.

The golden-eyed boy hesitated for a moment and walked over, and in the depths of his pure golden eyes was the joy that he had tried to suppress.

Because the shackles on the hands and feet have not been removed, they walk and jingle.

Ziqian Mo couldn't see this.

A hand raised.

Flick your sleeves.

"Click" and "click" twice.

With the flash of blade-like whiteness, the handcuffs and shackles of the golden-eyed boy were all broken into several pieces, and he regained his freedom.

It's just that his wrists and ankles, because of these things he has been carrying all year round, have been worn out and do not heal all year round, so the wounds look a little hideous.

Fortunately, it didn't hurt the muscles and bones.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Si Junli." The golden-eyed boy stared at her, his voice hoarse in a voice unique to the voice-changing period.

Zi Qianmo was stunned.

I felt like I had been hit by a boulder, and I was about to run out of breath.

"Si, Jun, leave."

She muttered, repeating the name as if she were babbling again.

In my head, it's chaotic.

Heard!

She's definitely heard the name!

In that dream of a thousand years!

"Well, it's called Si Junli." As if he was afraid that she would not understand, the golden-eyed boy explained, "The division in charge of the world, the king of the monarch and the minister, the one who leaves." ”

Jun Li, Jun Li.

It seems that it is not an auspicious name, with a sense of fatalistic sadness.

"Jun Li."

Zi Qianmo called him.

She took out a bottle of good wound medicine, as well as some bandages, and small scissors from the Purple Ancestor Qiankun ring, "I'll give you medicine." ”

Si Junli was a little embarrassed.

The base of the ear is a little red.

was bought home by such a beautiful young lady and given him medicine, he was really lucky, a good blessing from heaven!

Eventually, he passed his hands over.

"Your Highness, I'll come." Qian Jue said on the side.

"No, you don't." Zi Qianmo shook his head and refused, "I'll come by myself." ”

This child must be taken care of by her.

Reason?

No need for a reason!

A voice in the depths of her soul told her: it was a habit, a deservedness, a responsibility, and even a pleasure for her to take care of him.

Qianjue was surprised.

Si Junli blushed.

Zi Qianmo carefully helped him treat his wounds, first cleaning, disinfecting and anesthetizing, then scraping off a layer of rotten flesh on it, and finally applying wound medicine and bandaging.

It hurts to look at.

But Si Jun left from beginning to end without saying a word.

He didn't even frown.

There was even a glint of joy in his extremely beautiful golden eyes—he was glad that she had healed himself so gently.

It was the first time in his memory that someone had treated him like this.

"Sister, what's your name?" Subconsciously, he blurted out.

As soon as he asked, Si Junli immediately felt that something was wrong.

He is a small slave, what qualifications do he have, ask what is the name of the master......

This is really out of bounds.

Si Junli regretted it, and a layer of nervous sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Qianmo."

She raised her head, and there was a faint hint of tenderness in her glass-like eyes, "My name is Zi Qianmo." ”