He Angelica couldn't bear to look at it any longer, and couldn't help but block it with his palm, bumping into a piece of softness, separating the two sleeping faces.

It seems that they are really tired to sleep so defenselessly. She looked around and found a piece of cardboard to separate the faces of the two people, and when she looked at the bed again, Meng Xuan was still sleeping, but Duan Xiaolou's eyes had already opened, as bright as the stars in the middle of the night, staring at her for a moment.

She couldn't help but avoid that gaze and asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?" Has the pain of the palm injury eased a bit? ”

Unlike last night's embarrassment, she just got a new outfit today. A blue gauze long skirt looks elegant and refined, silver gauze is embellished with dark blue coats, and the skirt is embroidered with pearl tulle, which is elegant and light. The slender waist is tied with only a silver satin ribbon with a seam and two plum bells. A handful of green silk pine loosely rolled into a double mustache, only a purple hairpin is inserted, and two Nanzhu studs on the ears are shining, and there is no other decoration.

The skin is like clotted fat, and it can be broken by blowing, and those black eyes that are as deep as an ancient well will always have a reason to indulge in it.

Duan Xiaolou crossed over Meng Xuan's head, took her hand, and sighed softly: "Your medical skills are still so good, you look at me the same way, you always like to avoid me." I can't help but think that the relationship between you and me is still the same. ”

He Angelica regained his hand, took two steps back and said: "You get out of bed and sit down, I will apply needles for you, Meng Xuan's injury is suitable for sleeping and recuperating, I pierced his sleeping hole last night, it seems that the effect is very good." This bed is too small to sleep with you two, please come down. ”

At this time, Duan Xiaolou had not yet come out of the medicinal properties of the anesthetic, and after getting out of bed, he couldn't even walk steadily, and He Angelica had to be supported by him. The moment the two of them snuggled together, she couldn't help but tremble lightly, Duan Xiaolou lowered her face, and her snort just fell on her neck socket, blowing warm and cold.

Helping Duan Xiaolou to sit on the chair, He Angelica found that it was not suitable, it turned out that when he resisted the enemy last night, he forced all the anesthetics to his upper body, and the consequence was that his waist was soft now, and he couldn't even sit steadily.

He Angelica held his shoulder with one hand and applied the needle with the other, after a while, when she needed to hold the needle with both hands, she let go of the hand that was holding him, and the next moment, I don't know whether intentionally or unintentionally, he slammed forward, and his soft lips covered the corners of her mouth.

She was concentrating on using silver needles to detoxify him, just in case he had such a trick, because he still had many needles in his chest! How could he be at this time......

He was like a bee that had been stained with nectar by mistake, and even if it was unintentional at first, he could not let go of the hand that was clasped around her waist after tasting her sweetness. She pressed her hands on his chest, trying to widen the distance between her and him, for fear that those silver needles would be pressed into or broken, so that the broken needles would flow with the blood and flow to all parts of the viscera, which might kill Duan Xiaolou at any time!

Because she paid too much attention to this, she didn't get annoyed by the lightness, and she didn't close her teeth. His hot tongue slid in, haunting her, leaving her senses with nothing but his breath, his strength, and his presence.

His scorching breath swept over her, and she could see her own reflection in his dark pupils as her eyes widened in surprise. The cold aroma of pear blossoms, and the smell of the jade dragon sake remaining on his clothes, hit her endlessly.

"Well, let go—"

found that in the face of such a weak Duan Xiaolou, her strength was still far inferior to him, and his powerful strength was clasped behind her, as if he was going to rub her into his chest. It was the first time she had felt his brutality up close, for he had never treated her like this. She glanced down at his chest, panicked, and couldn't bother to bother with him.

She had just inserted more than 20 silver needles and plum blossom needles in Duan Xiaolou's chest, and under normal lying down, these needles were very dangerous, and only a good doctor could control them. Duan Xiaolou is like this, he is obviously asking for his own death, does he want to commit suicide?

He Angelica trembled in panic, and reluctantly wanted to push him away, but the strength between the two was very different, she couldn't push his tall body at all, and she had to take care of the silver needle that couldn't touch his chest. Her hands landed on his broad shoulders, and she kept pounding violently, but he only deepened the plunder and possession on his lips and tongue, and poured out the warm breath that belonged to him into her mouth.

"You-"

His warm breath pounced on her hot cheeks, deepening the kiss fiercely, he poked out the tip of his tongue to find her pink tongue, when the tip of their tongues touched, as if electrified, both of their bodies were deeply shocked, and the dangerous seeds of lust were like ignited fireworks fuses, out of control.

When Duan Xiaolou's fingers slid into the placket of her clothes and ignited sparks everywhere, He Angelica finally couldn't bear it anymore, and casually picked up a porcelain bottle containing gold creation medicine on the table, and with a flick of his wrist, he accurately smashed the head of Meng Xuan on the couch next to him!

"Boom!"

Sleep! Look you're still sleeping! Your wife is being bullied, are you dead?

Meng Xuan's head immediately swollen with a small bag, and his eyelids were also blue, but the snoring sound was even and steady without interruption. He pursed his mouth and grunted twice, turned his back to them, and slept soundly.

Why is Angelica angry and doesn't fight in one place, in vain Meng Xuan still claims to be a master, why is he not alert at all? What if she threw a knife?

However, fortunately, her medicine bottle did not wake up Meng Xuan, but stopped Duan Xiaolou. He pulled away from her lips, hugged her waist tightly, buried his head in her neck socket, and remained unmoved for a long time. Even her hands remained untouched, both hands in the hem of her robe.

Seeing that Duan Xiaolou finally repented, she didn't dare to stimulate him anymore, so she had to let him hold it, and at the same time carefully pulled out the silver needles on his chest one by one.

"Are you really in love with him?" Duan Xiaolou's muffled voice came, "Didn't you tell me that you are a woman without a heart and will never fall in love with a man because you don't believe in them." What did Meng Xuan do to make you become dead set on him? ”

He Angelica silently collected the needle, and it was not until she was sure that she had finished receiving the last needle that she breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew from Duan Xiaolou's arms, and went to check his leg injury instead.

After a simple bandaging last night, the bleeding has stopped now, but the wound is poisonous, so it heals slowly. Fortunately, Jiang Yi and the others used Jinyiwei's poison, Duan Xiaolou must also know the antidote formula, last night she asked him to write it down, he said that the night was too late, and he would talk about it tomorrow. In the end, she cleaned the wound with a kind of green juice and straw syrup that she had prepared, and wrapped it loosely in two pieces of clean gauze. Looking at it now, the color of that wound is too bright......

"Why is the flesh so red?" He Angelica frowned and asked, "This must be abnormal, right?" ”

Unable to answer, she looked up at her face, only to be caught in his dark eyes for a moment. She got up and found a pen and paper, and asked Duan Xiaolou to write down the antidote formula, so that she could catch the medicine according to the prescription.

Duan Xiaolou didn't move his pen for a long time, and asked her softly: "You haven't answered my question yet, what do you like about him, and where is he better than me?" If I die in front of your eyes, will you be sad, will you regret that you have been avoiding me in the past? She was almost violated by him just now, but her reaction afterwards was so calm that she didn't even have a word of scolding. This calm hurts so much.

Hearing him ask this, He Angelica felt a faint uneasiness in his heart, could it be that it was because of her that Duan Xiaolou became so depressed, could it be that he deliberately entangled with her with the silver needle on his chest, wanting to die at her hands?

Her heart was sour, she held Duan Xiaolou's shoulder, stared into his eyes and said, "No one in the world is good enough to let others risk their lives to treat her, no matter how good that person is, she is not worth it." I don't deserve you to do this for me, you have a mother, you have friends, they are all people who deserve your cherished treatment, a thousand times better than me. Duan Xiaolou, I know that you will say such things because you are depressed after being injured, but don't worry, I will definitely cure your illness and make you as healthy as before. Please write down the antidote, okay? ”

Duan Xiaolou was silent for a while, and said sullenly: "I don't know, I never know what the prescription is." ”

"Don't know?!" He Angelica's voice became sharper, "Didn't you say last night that this was Jinyiwei's poison, which Jiang Yi took away when he betrayed Jinyiwei?" ”

"There are special doctors and poisoners in the Jinyi Guard, so they can remember those complicated prescriptions, not to mention, I remember that this poison is incurable." Duan Xiaolou's faint tone was as relaxed as if he was talking about the weather.

He Angelica stared at him twice, judging whether he was lying or telling the truth. Finally, she sighed and said, "Okay, that's the case, I'll let Yitong send you back to Jinyi Mansion from the tunnel, there are many talents there, and I can't do anything about the poison, they must have a way." ”

"No, I've already handed in my resignation and don't want to go back to that place!" Duan Xiaolou's face turned pale, and he said in a pleading tone, "Let me die by your side, bury me under the plum tree in your courtyard, let me grow into a plum tree, and accompany you through every spring, summer, autumn and winter, Meng Xuan can't be by your side all the time, but I'm different." He grabbed her hand tightly, and his voice like ice silk pressed over, "I live and die only for you, you are the only woman I love the most." ”

He Angelica's throat was swollen with bitterness, and he adjusted it before he could speak: "Duan Xiaolou, I know that I owe you too much, and I can't pay it back in this life, but if you choose to die in this way, then I will definitely look down on you." Your father An Ninghou and mother Mrs. Duan, they only have one son like you in their lives, and they have worked hard to raise you as an adult and raise you as a child, will you repay them by committing suicide? I know who you are, and I don't believe that you are such a foolish person, if death could solve the problem, there would be no one in this world for a long time. ”

Duan Xiaolou looked at her flushed and delicate face, where his kiss marks were printed, Rao was in such a situation, her tenderness was so stingy that she refused to share him at all......

In this deep gaze, his face suddenly changed, and he collapsed with one hand on his chest.