"What's wrong?" Ye Qiqi, who was listening carefully to the mustachioed man's speech, turned his head and looked at him with puzzled eyes.

"When did your hand hurt?" Mo Hanqing's good-looking brows furrowed slightly, and she looked at the red marks on her white little hands with deep eyes, and asked in a low voice.

"This?" Ye Qiqi followed his gaze, and then said indifferently: "This was accidentally scalded when boiling water in the morning, it's okay, I've already rubbed the medicine, and it doesn't hurt at all." ”

“……”

Mo Hanqing looked up at her face, then at the red and swollen marks on her little hand, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "What about the medicine?" ”

"Huh?"

"The medicine you rubbed on the wound." Mo Hanqing said another sentence in a cold voice.

"Uh...... In my sleeve robe. Ye Qiqi was slightly stunned, then reached out and took out a bottle made of white jade from her sleeve robe, she held the bottle in her other hand, shook it in front of Mo Hanqing's eyes, and said in a brisk voice: "This medicine is very useful, just rub it a few times." ”

Mo Hanqing let go of the big hand holding her wrist, took the bottle in her hand, uncorked it, sniffed it, and then nodded and said, "It's really good." ”

"Right, I'll just say ......"

Before Ye Qiqi's words were finished, Mo Hanqing had already poured out some ointment from the bottle and sprinkled it on the back of her hand, and then he recorked the bottle and returned it to Ye Qiqi.

"Brother?" Ye Qiqi looked at him with a confused expression.

She's already drugged in the morning.

"You didn't apply the medicine evenly in the morning." Mo Hanqing lowered her head, held her little hand with one hand, and gently dipped the ointment on the back of her hand with the other hand with an index finger movement and smeared it on her wound one by one, "The redness and swelling on this side have disappeared by half, but the other side is still swollen." ”

"This ...... It's okay......"

Ye Qiqi's gaze watched his white and slender index finger gently circle the back of his hand, and the temperature of his fingertips slowly melted the ointment little by little, and those ointments gradually melted from semi-solid to liquid, and then showed a patch of white on her wound.

His fingertips were on the melted ointment, rubbing it little by little.

On the back of her hand, where he had touched it, there was a slight itch and a little strange feeling.

Ye Qiqi raised his head and looked at his delicate and elegant face, because he lowered his head, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could feel his gentle and focused gaze looking at the back of his hand, the corners of his thin lips were slightly pursed, and at that moment, her heartbeat skipped a beat for no reason.

After Mo Hanqing seriously reapplied the ointment to the back of her hand, she raised her head, looked at her, and said in a faint voice: "Be careful next time." ”

"Okay." Ye Qiqi withdrew his hand, but his face turned red involuntarily.

The mustachioed man was still standing on the stone at the entrance of the village, shouting at the twenty-three people below: "You all remember, the second level of the trial is the secret passage, after entering tonight, before dawn tomorrow, you must come out of the secret passage, otherwise, it will be regarded as a failure to pass the trial." ”

His voice paused, and he continued to shout, "Now, follow me, let's leave for the location of the secret passage now." ”