Chapter 569: Otherwise, maybe Chu Xi would really be able to recognize her.

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It seemed to see that the man had such intentions, because his hand was already raised.

Considering that he had an injury to his shoulder, Chu Xi hurriedly sat on him automatically, and when he touched the man's teasing gaze, Chu Xi almost vomited blood, because the man seemed to smile and said, "So active? Relying on the king's injury, there is nothing I can do to you? ”

Chu Xi: "......"

What's more, I still open the yellow cavity casually.

Chu Xi hooked the man's neck, the smile at the corner of his mouth became more and more unrestrained, and there were shallow pear vortices on both sides of his cheeks, "What do you want to do—let's save it for later." ”

She knew distinctly what he was talking about.

However, what surprised the man was the softness of her words, in the past, this woman often resisted having more intimate contact with him, but now......

Her non-resistance is tantamount to acceptance.

Seem.

The feeling of not seeing her all day has become much better.

"If you want it, this king has to satisfy you if he is injured, right?"

This man is especially willing to open a dye shop with some color, and it is not completely dark yet.

"Lord Wang—dinner is ready, are you going to bring it to the house?"

There was a vague aura rising from the room, but it was disturbed by the voice of the maid outside the door.

Chu Xi kissed the man and said, "I'll go to the kitchen and have a look." ”

She had to go to the kitchen for the past two days before the meal, for fear that some food would appear that was not conducive to the recovery of his wounds, and she really wanted the man to get better soon.

"Okay."

With his permission, Chu Xi pushed open the door and went out with brisk steps.

And after Chu Xi left, the faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth gradually tightened, he walked out of the door and said, "Xingmo." ”

Xingmo jumped off the eaves, hanging his head and not daring to look at him.

"Say."

After following Rong Jingshen for so long, Xing Mo is also well versed in his master's temperament, and after thinking for a moment, he still raised his head, and there were turbulent waves in his inky eyes, "The princess was almost killed today, and her subordinates were not well protected." ”

"Can you see what that man looks like?"

"The subordinates thought it was the one who poured the water for washing their feet, but the princess said it wasn't ......."

After Xuan Su came back, she changed into a plain robe, her hands had a slight burn, she hurriedly took out the ointment from her sleeve, unscrewed the lid, a cool smell rushed into the tip of her nose, she sat on the bed, and slowly rubbed the medicine for herself.

It's just a little bit there.

Obviously, Chu regrets that he has no martial arts, why does it seem that he can detect abnormalities and avoid them accurately?

Could it be that Chu Xi has martial arts?

His mind was filled with countless chaotic thoughts, and he shook his head and motioned for himself to calm down.

Somehow, it was clear that she was already very cautious when she did this, but there was a feeling that there was nothing to hide, and when she was leaving, Chu Xi looked up at her, fortunately she was both disguised at that time, and covered her face with a veil.

Otherwise, maybe Chu Xi could really recognize her.

Hearing the footsteps outside the house, Xuan Su hurriedly closed the ointment and put it under the pillow, but although the smell of medicine in the room was faint, it still existed.

Xuan Su's heart was horizontal, and he took out his sword and made a cut in his palm.

Suddenly, blood overflowed, and because it was so fishy, it covered up the smell of medicine in the room.

Xingmo knocked on the door and said, "Xuansu, are you there?" ”

"Come in. But what does the prince command? ”

Squeak.

When Xingmo pushed the door in, Xuan Su was sitting at the table to bandage the wound on his hand, and on the table, there was a polished sword with a towel cloth to wipe the sword.

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