The old military doctor was already waiting respectfully outside the sedan chair, his face was a little anxious, but when he saw that King Han was safe and sound, his nervous face instantly relaxed.

In any case, King Han is fine.

In the sedan chair, looking at the short arrow on Yun Qianwen's left shoulder, he couldn't help frowning, but his face was still calm, as if it wasn't a big deal.

"Princess, when you take the arrow, there will be some pain, you need to bear with it."

The military doctor said painlessly, as if he was prescribing a prescription.

"Good!" Her voice was calm, but she was still scared, and her body was a little chilly.

Fortunately, she was hugged by Chen Youliang.

Looking at Chen Youliang's arm that was still lying with blood, she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, and somewhere in her heart couldn't help but soften.

Weakly took out the silk handkerchief on his body and pressed it on his arm to stop the bleeding for him, this blood is an antidote, and it would not be a waste to flow it like this.

Of course, Chen Youliang didn't know what she was thinking, and her move instantly made his anger disappear and transform into infinite tenderness.

"Don't be afraid!" He comforted her softly, gently wiping the cold sweat from her forehead.

The military doctor calmly pulled out the arrow in her left shoulder, saying that it didn't hurt was fake, Yun Qianwen cried out in pain, and then Yun Qianwen fainted instantly.

"All out!" Chen Youliang's cold eyes revealed disgust, she was half-open, and her delicate fragrant shoulders were completely looked at by the military doctor, and at this time, his heart began to suffocate.

After the military doctor and Changyue went out, there were only two of them left in the car, and he carefully cleaned her wounds and stitched stitches, each stitch was deeply pierced into the flesh, and she wanted to vomit in pain, but she couldn't bear the pain and screamed out.

"It hurts, you lighten!" She wanted to curse angrily.

Chen Youliang ignored her, where did she go, she made his heart ache, and he made her feel pain.

The screams inside, Chen Youliang's gently whispering voice from time to time, and the sound of Yun Qian's painful kicking of the sedan chair, made the men outside look at each other.

There were also a few young black-clad soldiers who even had red ears.

Only the two brothers Zhang Dingbian and Changyue were expressionless, because they knew their master, and he would not be strong.

But the movement inside does make people think about it.

Until Yun Qianwen couldn't move anymore, he couldn't scream, and fell softly in his arms.

Seeing her lying softly in his arms, the corners of Chen Youliang's lips lifted slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

Is it only when she is injured that she will rely on herself, if so, he would rather her be injured.

Yun Qianwen woke up again, it was already three days later, she felt weak, and she couldn't even get out of bed to support it.

She seemed to have had a strange dream, dreaming that in another misty mountain, a young man in white turned his back to her and honked, and his figure was so arrogant and upright, she rushed over and shouted:

"Brother Xuan!"

When the young man in white came to his senses, it was Chen Youliang's handsome face like a god.

She didn't know why she had such a dream, she suddenly associated Brother Xuan and Chen Youliang together.

It's just that in comparison, Chen Youliang is more mature and ruthless, just like the cultivator Rakshasa who has just come out of hell.

Yun Qianwen looked at the carved bed under him, as well as the furnishings in the room, which looked simple and generous.

In the middle is a delicate round table with a simple teapot and a few teacups.

"Princess, are you awake?"

At this time, Changyue happened to come over with a cup of porridge soup.

"Princess, the military doctor said that you are weak now and need to recuperate." Changyue placed the soup on the round table, opened it and blew it gently, ready to feed her.

"No, I'll do it myself."

She's used to doing everything herself.

"The environment of this inn is quite good."

She said casually.

"Princess, this is the Han Palace." Changyue corrected.

"Han Wangfu?" Yun Qianwen stopped the spoon in his hand and paused.

"Yes, Princess, you have been asleep for three days and nights."

Changyue continued.

"Didn't he do anything to me while I was unconscious?"

She asked vigilantly, but after asking, she felt that she had asked nonsense.

Although Chen Youliang is a villain who takes advantage of people's danger, he won't do anything to her who is unconscious.

Without waiting for Changyue to answer, the door was pushed open, and Chen Youliang had already walked in.

"You've been in a coma for so long, even if you want to do something, this king won't be able to do it, what do you say?"

Chen Youliang said as he picked up the spoon and fed it to her:

"Drink it obediently, and when your body recovers, you can sleep with this king."

Changyue saw the situation and retreated with interest, and led the door.

"You!" Yun Qianwen was teased by him explicitly, and his little face turned red and white for a while.

Angry, she turned around, not ready to pay attention to him.

Chen Youliang looked at her angry appearance and thought it was very funny, her pale little face already had a trace of blood, but it was still a little pale.

Yun Qianwen didn't want to pay attention to him, and stood up weakly, ready to walk to the bed.

After lying in bed for three days, she had already lost her strength, but she felt a little stuffy in her chest, and she couldn't stand steadily, and she really wanted to go back to the bed and continue to lie down.

finally stood up, but was pulled down by a strong force, she fell heavily on Chen Youliang's solid chest, and her whole body was lying in his arms.

Chen Youliang's handsome face became more and more enlarged, and she was so ashamed that she had nowhere to hide, so she could only look straight at his clear facial features.

Perhaps, there is no better looking person in the world than him, and her heart began to pound. Is she attracted to him? She didn't want to admit it, but she had to.

"Drink it, and drink the medicine later." He commanded forcefully.

Pick up the spoon and feed it to her spoonful after spoonful, and soon the soup bowl will bottom out.

Gently wiping the scraps off the corners of her mouth, she thought she could finally be let go by him, but just thought of this, only to find that his head was lowered, and his handsome face was getting closer and closer.

The warm thin lips pressed against her, and then she felt that her mind was blank, and she was held tightly by him in the crook of her arm, and she couldn't break free, and the more she struggled, the tighter he hugged him, and the deeper the kiss, and even pried open her lips and slipped his tongue in.

She felt an electric shock all over her body, feeling a slippery thing enter her mouth and entangle with her spiritual tongue.

The rough and calloused big hand began to move upward, reaching straight to the placket of her chest, the chest was cold, the pink corset was exposed, the snow-white skin showed a trace of redness, and the faint body fragrance directly penetrated his heart and spleen, and then his breathing began to be rapid, and Yun Qianwen instantly felt a tingling sensation hit his whole body.

She tried to push him away fiercely, but her hand had no strength at all, that strength was an itch for Chen Youliang, not even an itch, and the wound on her left shoulder was also aching faintly at this time, so she bit his lip fiercely.

Chen Youliang let go of her in pain, and the flame that had just ignited in his body was extinguished like this, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and glared at her angrily:

"Are you a dog?"

If it weren't for seeing her hurt, he would have been unkind to her immediately, he had suppressed it for too long, after all, he was a normal man.

Even though he was likened to a god, he was still a normal man.

Yun Qianwen grabbed the placket of his chest and stepped back weakly, keeping a certain distance from him.

"You can't touch me, my wounds haven't healed yet." She said in a low voice, she didn't have the confidence to yell at him, and at some point, she felt that she was a weak kitten in front of him.

"Why can't this king touch it, when you enter this Han Palace, you are my Chen Youliang's woman."

Chen Youliang stepped forward, he took a step, and she took a step back.

"Or do you dislike this king?"

She didn't know why he asked, but she didn't dislike him at all.

"Or is this king not good enough for you?" He pressed her until she had no way to retreat, leaning against the pillar behind her.

Pinched her delicate chin and forced her to look into her eyes, his shadow was reflected in her pupils, and the panic in her eyes could be seen, just like the eyes of Wutong Temple when he killed Xu Shouhui.

It turned out that she would also be afraid of him, he thought that everyone in the world would be afraid of him, but she would not.

"This king gives you time, but you must know that this king is not a saint and can't wait too long."

He let go of her jaw and shook his sleeves away.

When he went out, he closed the door like a gust of wind, and Yun Qianwen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After he left, a faint pain began to rise in her left shoulder, and she frowned in pain, but she was a little relieved.

If this injury does not heal for a day, Chen Youliang will not touch her, and she is not ready to hand over her body to him.

Although, her heart has been given to him.

Almost everyone looked at them, and the Han King came out of the dormitory with a cold face, two neat tooth marks lined up at the corners of his lips.

Zhang Dingbian was also very helpless, the master has never blinked when he kills, and he didn't even let go of women, but he didn't expect to fall into the hands of a little girl.

Yun Qianwen sat weakly in the courtyard, as if he hadn't seen such good sunshine for a long time.

I don't know why, when Chen Youliang slammed the door and left, she was a little lost, thinking of his meticulous care for herself in the past few days, there was no longer any contradiction in her heart, only warmth.

It seems that he is the best person in the world for her, and there are no conditions for good.