On the evening of the fourth day after Huo Zun left, Xia Qian felt a sore back and legs, and then her abdomen also hurt faintly.

The soul of a seventeen-year-old girl in the flower season wore to a fourteen-year-old girl, and she naturally knew that it was a menstrual event.

"Alas, I really let Huo Zun, this bastard, be right!"

Xia Qian frowned lightly and cursed, asked Qingyue to pour her a glass of brown sugar water, drank it and lay down on the bed.

Who would have thought that after a cup of hot brown sugar was in the stomach, it still hurt badly.

After several rounds, she finally fell asleep in a daze.

In the haze, she saw herself lying in a mass grave, surrounded by corpses.

Several middle-aged women in ragged clothes rummaged earnestly among the corpses beside her, muttering as they searched: "The death is too miserable, but fortunately, there are a lot of valuable things on me!" Here, here, look, it's all jewelry! ”

The men gradually walked towards her, and the surroundings were gloomy. She couldn't see the faces of those people clearly, but she felt that the sight around her suffocated her.

Then a big foot kicked her in the stomach, and the sharp pain spread through her heart.

"It hurts! It hurts! Help me! She subconsciously kept shouting and struggling.

"It looks like it hurts, and I break out in a cold sweat!"

A deep voice came into her mind, and she felt a large hand hovering over her forehead.

Xia Qian finally opened her eyes after struggling for a while.

"Are you alright?" Huo Zun's cold and handsome face came into her eyes.

Xia Qian took a long breath and squeezed out two words in pain: "It's okay!" ”

Although her voice was clear, her pale complexion, thin pink lips, and constantly locked brows soon betrayed her.

Huo Zun's cool gaze fell on her face, her sword eyebrows locked lightly, and she commanded Qingyue: "Please doctor!" ”

"No, no. I...... The body is weak, and it hurts a lot at this time, so it's okay to lie down for a while! ”

Xia Qian almost tried her best to finish this sentence, her thin body is only fourteen years old, although she is not short, but her body has just begun to develop, and she may not be able to see some clues when she meets a miracle doctor.

"Are you sure you don't need to?" He looked at her earnestly.

"I really don't need to, I've always been like this, I'll be fine after a while!"

Huo Zun thought about it, sat in front of the bed, and lifted the quilt on her body with one hand.

"You, what do you do?" Xia Qian looked at him with a worried expression.

Qingyue's face flushed, and she quickly closed the door and slipped out.

"Don't move!"

The tone of the other party's command sounded above her head, and although Xia Qian's heart was full of fear, she didn't even have the strength to get up at this time.

She looked at him in a panic, her faint voice trembling in the air: "I'm not comfortable, don't mess around!" ”

He looked at her, still expressionless, except that the large, bony hand suddenly landed under her collarbone and slid down her heart and onto her little belly.

Then, his sword eyebrows locked slightly, and his palms began to strain.

It didn't take much effort for Xia Qian to feel warm in her abdomen.

Then, a warm current slowly flowed down her lower abdomen throughout her body, and the pain began to slowly ease.

Is this the legendary internal force? She looked at each other quizzically.

Huo Zun focused on using his internal strength to help her ward off the cold and invigorate her blood, and his eyes stayed firmly between his palm and her lower abdomen.

He is less than nineteen, but he has inherited the internal strength of the master for twenty years, and it is not difficult to expel poison and heal his wounds.

Despite this, he still broke new ground for the first time in the world to drive away cold and invigorate blood for women.

The other party's body is so weak, if the strength is heavy, it will kill her, and if it is light, it will not work.

Therefore, there is no room for sloppiness!

Xia Qian looked at him quietly, and after the panic in his heart subsided, he looked at the figure in front of him calmly.

This person is handsome and mighty, although the expression on his face cannot be seen to be sad or joyful, but as long as he is not so murderous, even if he is as cold as frost, he is incomparably handsome.

Ice scumbag man, paralyzed face!

She sighed silently in her heart.

When they first met, he wanted to kill her again and again, and then he wantonly humiliated her after drinking, how could he care about her inexplicably?

This man's brain pumping, yes, it must be like this!

After the identification, the pain on her body seemed to have receded most of it, and she gradually sank into sleep.

This time, there were no nightmares, no sweet dreams, and she slept soundly and soundly.

When she opened her eyes again, the flickering candles and the soft light from the night pearl reflected on her face, Huo Zun sat next to her on the bed reading a book, and his waist was as tall as an aspen tree in the desert.

"Awake?" He asked lightly.

"Hmm!"

He turned his head, his gaze fell on her face, and asked seriously, "Here, do you remember?" ”

Over here?

Xia Qian's face was stunned, and she looked around for a long time, still at a loss.

"Where? Bed, or roof? ”

Huo Zun stared at her without squinting, there was still no joy or sorrow in his eyes, and after looking at her quietly for a long time, he grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly on his heart.

"Here!"

Xia Qian was shocked, the other party's fingers were so cold, and the warm palm that used internal force to ward off her cold just now seemed to come from the two of them.

The coldness of his fingers contrasted with the heat of his heart, and the strong and regular heartbeat danced at her fingers, and she looked at him suspiciously, and asked puzzledly:

"What do you mean?"

He didn't answer, just pressed her green jade fingers tightly to his heart, and his cold eyes gradually became hot, and even a little congested, completely different from the cold and frosty person she had seen before.

His strong and powerful heartbeat was significantly faster between her fingers, Xia Qian was stunned in her mind, and her heartbeat also accelerated a few beats.

She just lay on the bed, the other party leaned next to her, her eyes facing each other, she clearly felt the heat and anticipation in his eyes, the tumbling and boiling of his heart's blood.

This special distance and special posture made her face flush unconsciously, and the roots of her ears were like ripe peaches.

Looking at her with a flushed face, Huo Zun's hot eyes gradually dimmed and finally became completely cold, and he let go and extinguished the candle flame on the table with one palm.

After the light was dark for a while, the soft light of the night pearl gradually brightened, Xia Qian's face was still hot, and she quickly shrank into the quilt with shame.

Seeing that the other party was not moving, she finally calmed down and fell asleep steadily.

The light of the night pearl illuminated the red bed and the mutton fat jade bed, Huo Zun turned to look at the sleeping Xia Qian, and the mood of loss was like a waterfall flowing down.

He reached out to lift her quilt and take another look, but his fingers froze in the air for a long time before retracting again.

Early the next morning, when Xia Qian opened her eyes, Huo Zun was gone.

When I opened the door, Dongfang had just revealed the whiteness of the fish's belly.

Although it was still early, she was not sleepy at the moment.

Suddenly, a tall figure appeared in her sight.

The man paused for a moment when he saw her, and walked quickly.

Huo Zun, what was he doing so early?

Seeing Huo Zun walking towards her with a sword in his hand, she was stunned in her heart, and her eyes instinctively focused on the sword.

He walked straight to the bed, turned to look at Xia Qian who was on the side, and pulled out his sword suddenly.

"What do you do?" The cold light on the sword made her shudder and take two steps back.

He pointed his long sword at her collarbone and said coldly, "Come here!" ”

Sure enough, it's a brain pump, and turning your face is a matter of minutes! Xia Qian's eyes were gloomy for a while.

The corners of his lips curled in an imperceptible arc, and the raised sword slashed at his wrist, and blood quickly flowed out.

He then pulled the white silk silk from the bed and dripped blood on it.

"After seeing my mother in a while, follow me into the palace!"

"Into the palace?" Xia Qian looked at her in surprise.

"Yes, enter the palace by order!"