Gongzi Jingling's movements are very gentle.

Wei Luo leaned quietly in his arms, motionless.

He lowered his head and watched her pale little face gradually return to indifference, and couldn't help frowning. After a while, Wei Luo saw several Magi coming in this direction, and took the opportunity to retreat.

She walked slowly to the backyard.

Wei Luo didn't know where she should go, she just wanted to move around.

In her indiscriminate turning, time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye it was night.

The torch shone brightly in the night sky, and after a bowl of ginseng soup, she sat quietly on the stone under the big tree in the courtyard.

There was a sound of footsteps.

After a while, the voice of a maidservant came, "Master, you are seriously injured, and you can't sit on the stone in the autumn cool." ”

Wei Luo slowly turned her head, and through the leaves and layers of silver moonlight, she glared at the maid, and stood up without saying a word.

When the maid saw her stand up, she happily blessed her, and said in a crisp voice: "It's late at night, can the mistress take a bath?" ”

Bath? I slept last night without taking a shower, and the smell of blood on my body was extremely strong. She had been in a trance, and the maid didn't remind her, and she didn't pay attention to the knife to be cleaned.

Wei Luo lowered his eyelids and said in a low voice, "Good." ”

The maid hurriedly turned her head in response and walked quickly to Zhang Luo.

After a while, the maid came and told her that the soup was ready.

What she lives in now is only a post house in Qidi, there is no special bath, and all the maids and maids have prepared for her is a wooden barrel. And the place is in the dormitory.

Under the service of the maids, Wei Luo took off his shoes and robes and slowly stepped into the bathtub.

She knew that the injured part was not watery. So she deliberately wrapped a few more layers of silk around the wound on her wrist, and as soon as she entered the bucket, her left hand rested on the edge of the bucket.

Layers of curtains floated by, and her black hair hung like a cloud, completely covering her snow back in a long way. Wei Luo's whole body sank into the barrel, leaving only one face. As soon as the warm water soaked, she was a little dizzy. It's just that her heart seems to be beating rapidly, which makes her uncomfortable.

The black hair was raised, and the pink body was actually pulled by him alive, and it turned half a circle.

As soon as the splash subsided, Wei Luo was forced to confront him.

Wei Shao's long eyelashes fluttered and trembled. It took a long time for her to open her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met his deep eyes.

I don't know if it's the fog or the breath, and his sculptural handsome face is also pale and pale.

Gongzi Jingling's jade crown is like that, his hair is not messy, and his purple robe is solemn, but he is staring at her face and her jade neck, staring at the part of her that is hidden by the water.

Staring, his Adam's apple moved.

Gongzi Jingling waved his right hand and shouted, "Stand down." ”

"No."

The maid was just about to leave, and Wei Luo called: "Slow! ”

As soon as she shouted, Gongzi Jingling frowned.

As soon as Wei Luo drank it, she blinked, maybe because of shyness, because of nervousness, she had been indifferent since she saw her again, and her silent ink jade eyes were actually brilliant.

Wei Luo blinked, her long eyelashes fluttered, she avoided Gongzi Jingling's gaze, blushed, and tried to say indifferently: "I'm very dizzy!" The wound should not be wet, and a little cleaning is sufficient. ”

Gongzi Jingling stared at her.

After a while, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, and he replied slowly, lightly: "Good." ”

Did he agree?

Wei Luo was overjoyed, she quickly raised her head and stared at him. Diving fish

At this glance, he saw Gongzi Jingling standing up, he stood there majestically, his hands were slightly divided, and he said lightly: "Wide clothes." ”

The two maidservants hurriedly stepped forward, untied his belt for him, and took off his robe.

Wei Luo's Mo Yu eyes instantly widened at the boss, she gasped, and asked urgently, "You, what do you mean by this?" ”

Gongzi Jingling lowered his head, he quietly stared at her red and white face, black ** eyes, and said slowly: "You are my wife, please call your husband." ”

Wei Luo choked with anger. She bit her lower lip and let a drop of water run down her bright red face and into her red little mouth. She let out a breath. He called out peacefully, "What does the master mean by this? ”

The corners of Jingling Gongzi's mouth raised slightly, he stared at her deeply, and said slowly: "Without him, I will bathe with you." "

Accompany, bathe with me?

Wei Luo gasped, and for a moment, he felt that the oxygen in his brain was insufficient.

She stared at him with trembling lips, and bit her teeth for a long time before she begged in a low voice: "The bucket is too small, why don't you prepare another bucket?" ”

As soon as she said this, her eyes rolled, and then, her face was happy, and her voice mentioned,

As soon as Wei Luo's voice spit out, Gongzi Jingling suddenly burst out laughing.

His loud laugh was very sudden, making Wei Luo's voice hoarse, and he couldn't help but raise his head in astonishment and stare at him with his eyes.

In the midst of laughter, he lowered his head, bent over like this, and gave Wei Luo's cheek a heavy "chirp", and praised: "Such a reaction, Fang is a child!" ”

He lowered his head, and after sucking his cherry lips a few times, he stood up with a swish.

He folded his hands and motioned for the servants to put his robe back on.

While letting the maids fiddle, he stared at Wei Luo, his thin lips curled up, and the corners of his mouth smiled, until he saw Wei Luo lower his head and ignore it, he chuckled: "The child has lost too much blood, although the husband wants to touch you, but he is afraid that you will faint, so let you go for the time being."

With laughter, he turned around and strode away. The curtains swayed, and the footsteps faded away.

Wei Luo bit his lip, he only remembered something at this time, didn't he turn his head to look at the maid who often stayed by the two of them, and asked, "The lord has changed his robe, but has he bathed?" ”

When the maid heard this, she bowed to her and replied in a clear voice, "Yes, in the early morning, the son has already bathed. ”

This time, Wei Luo completely understood, he was really playing with her.

She blushed, snorted heavily, and turned away with a thud.

A few maids and maidservants squatted down and scrubbed for her.

Wei Luo motionless let them **, she really lost too much blood, just now she was so excited, her heart was anxious and short, and now she was dizzy for a while, and her eyes were confused.

It's a feeling that will pass you in the next moment.

Wei Luo hurriedly opened her mouth, her voice was low and weak, "Help me change my clothes quickly." ”

As soon as the women lowered their heads, they immediately noticed that her face was unnaturally red, and hurriedly helped her out of the water, and after wiping her slightly, they helped her to the bed.

After a while, a bowl of ginseng soup was delivered to her lips.

Wei Luo drank it in one gulp. Then the maidservants stepped forward and began to re-apply salt water to the wound and re-wrap it according to the steps he had done yesterday.

Wei Luo didn't move and let them **, as soon as the ginseng soup was in her stomach, her heartbeat gradually slowed down, and the feeling of whirling the world was also disappearing.

I don't know how long it took, but a footstep was heard.

The sound of footsteps came to her, and he bowed his head slightly, and his large, slender and rough hand stroked and stroked her paler little face, and sighed quietly.

Then, he straightened up, and there was a burst of undressed Sissiso.

Then, a man went to bed. Vaguely, Wei Luo felt a tightness around his waist and a warmth in his body, but he was forcibly hugged into a warm embrace.

Wei Luo didn't move, she let him place her head on his left arm.

In the blink of an eye, the two were already sleeping with their necks crossed, breathing and smelling each other. The man's warm, heavy breathing sound penetrated deep into her pores, and his breath also followed her mouth and nose and seeped into the tip of her heart.

The skin melted, the man's tough chest, the man's heavy heartbeat, began to mix with hers.

It was only after a long town that she fell asleep. (To be continued)