Oh, you'd better stop talking, listen to me. ”

Yinshuang is almost going to serve Wen Cheng, and she has to say it if she can't say it.

"Don't cough up the recurrence of the old injury, I finally brought you back from the ghost gate." Yinshuang paused and continued.

"I saved your life now, and you can't despise your life. Your current life is mine! ”

Yin Shuang raised her chin and said to Wen Cheng.

Wen Cheng looked at her with a complicated light in his eyes.

No one had ever said anything like this to him, and no one cared about his life before or after becoming a Dark Guard.

He's just a tool, a tool that is more handy.

Who cares if a tool lives or dies?

Yin Shuang didn't notice Wen Cheng's complicated expression, but just said with some slurp.

"By the way, I'm going to tell you something."

Wen Cheng blinked and motioned for her to continue.

"You have to be mentally prepared."

Yin Shuang still felt that Wen Cheng might not be able to accept it, internal force is the foundation of a person who practices martial arts, if he loses his internal strength, it is like a carpenter losing his hand.

The pain can be imagined.

Wen Cheng actually roughly guessed what Yin Shuang was going to say, so he nodded and signaled that he didn't have to care, just say it.

"That Wencheng, most of your internal strength has been consumed. Today, you're pretty much like a normal person. ”

Seeing that Wen Cheng didn't react, Yin Shuang couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Actually, as long as people are alive, the most important thing is to live. Internal force or something, you can practice. You're not very old anyway, and the days to come are long, I..."

Yin Shuang hurriedly comforted, but her words were reversed, and in the end she was in a hurry.

Wen Cheng wanted to sit up, but Yin Shuang saw this and hurriedly helped him up.

"You..."

Wen Cheng shook his head at her.

Wen Cheng was struggling to speak now, but he didn't care.

Now there is someone by his side who cares about him, and he is much better than the days when he was seriously injured before.

He now thinks that this slightly noisy woman looks quite cute.

"It's fine. When I first woke up, I already knew. ”

"It's good that you know, in fact, these things are not as important as your life."

Yinshuang still comforted, "I spilled all the water just now, I'll go and pour you another glass, right?" ”

The water just now was sprinkled on Wen Cheng's clothes, but not much, and Wen Cheng and Yin Shuang didn't care.

"Okay."

Wen Cheng thanked him in a low voice.

Yinshuang poured a glass of water, and since Wencheng had woken up, there was no need for Yinshuang to wait anymore.

Wencheng was really thirsty, he hadn't eaten for two days, and his stomach was empty.

Seeing this, Yin Shuang ordered someone to send some porridge over, and after watching Wen Cheng finish drinking, he said.

"Wencheng."

"Huh?"

Wen Cheng looked up at her.

"Why do I think you have a different attitude towards me?"

Yin Shuang felt that a man and a woman were alone in a room, which was really embarrassing, so she found a topic.

As a result, the topic itself is very embarrassing.

Wen Cheng coughed lightly.

"Because Miss Frost, you are the savior of the next."

Frost coughed.

"I was reckless before, I didn't know about you... If it weren't for Madame's words, I..."

"Ma'am? Did the Seventeenth Highness come down? ”

Although Wen Cheng was still a little weak, his face was pale. But he has been trained as a secret guard for many years, and he has long been accustomed to all kinds of pain.

The pain was not unbearable for him.

"Is His Highness Seventeen the identity of the lady herself?"

Yinshuang knew that Yin Yiliu was not the identity she knew, only that she was a Uighur princess, but her ranking Yinshuang really didn't know.

Wen Cheng nodded silently.

"Madame came to ask about your injuries, Madame is very concerned! And he commanded me to give you good medicine. ”

"Madame's health is not good, and the medicine has always been used by Madame's side."

Yin Shuang added another sentence.

As soon as this sentence was added, Wen Cheng's eyes were a little more inexplicable.

His Highness the Seventeenth, when the previous king was still in training, took the young Seventeenth Highness to the training camp.

At the beginning, he had seen it from afar, and he looked like a pink carving.

Later, the trainees told them that it was the king's favorite seventeenth highness.

Later, many things happened, and the most favored Highness Seventeen was no longer the most favored, but became the most embarrassing existence.

Wen Cheng's thoughts drifted far away.

It's just that Yin Yiliu was young at that time, and it is estimated that he can't even remember going to the training camp when he was a child.

"Your Highness Seventeen, you are indeed a very good person."

Wen Cheng sighed faintly.

"Yes, Madame treats us very well. I've never seen such a good master! ”

Wen Cheng curled the corners of his mouth.

"Wen Cheng, you still smile more. How beautiful you look when you smile. ”

Yinshuang smiled slightly.

Wen Cheng was silent, but he had always been gloomy, and the dark color in his eyes finally relaxed, and he looked very soft.

"Wen Cheng, what are your plans for the future? What if the adults are willing to let you go? ”

Yinshuang struggled for a long time before she asked the question.

Wen Cheng listened to this sentence and lowered his eyes and was silent.

He can't go back anyway, he hasn't completed the task, and His Highness Seventeen is still alive. The result of his return was also a dead word.

However, just like Yinshuang said, her saved his life.

He shouldn't have devastated his life so much.

"Wen Cheng, I know that if you go back and don't complete the task, your king will not let you go."

Yin Shuang said with some eagerness.

Yin Shuang didn't know why, she didn't want Wen Cheng to die. In just one day, she already had an indescribable feeling about him.

"You adults won't let me go."

Wen Cheng's confusion lasted only for a short moment, and he soon figured it out.

Fang Jue was a Qi man, and he was a Uighur man.

Either way, he's a prisoner now. No matter how lenient Fang Jue was to others, he would never let a prisoner from an enemy country leave.

Keeping him has more benefits than disadvantages.

Yinshuang choked for a moment, but she also figured it out.

Maybe it's because I care about it, and I can't even think of such a simple thing.

"Yes."

Yinshuang nodded and said.

Wen Cheng didn't answer, and for a while the room fell into a very strange silence.

The night was dark, and Wen Cheng reacted at this time, and he occupied the room where Yin Frost was occupied...

His face turned red and he coughed lightly.

"Well, you should tonight..."

"You are an injured person, and it is troublesome to change rooms in the middle of the night, so why don't you just lie down."

Yinshuang waved her hand, signaling that it didn't matter.

"I'll be fine on the couch outside."

No matter how Yin Shuang is, she is also a maid, and it has become a habit to keep vigil for Yin Yiliu on weekdays, so she feels nothing.

However, Wen Cheng felt a little embarrassed. But there was no good way, and my body was tired, so I fell asleep thinking about it.

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