After Ling Xiaotian returned home, he didn't dare to go back to the main house directly, but found a medicine box, sent the people in the house out, and changed clothes to clean up the wounds.

The blood along the way had already coagulated, and when I took off my middle coat, my clothes were stuck to the wound with blood, and it hurt when I pulled it.

He gasped.

A small hand suddenly stretched out from behind him and took off his clothes for him.

"Didn't you go to sleep first. Why are you still awake? Ling Xiaotian didn't look back.

The man behind him was silent, not asking him why he was hurt. He didn't explain why he didn't sleep.

Cool fingers cleaned the blood from his arm, and then sprinkled the powder on it.

Ling Xiaotian was silent until Su Baitong bandaged his wound with a white cloth, and he kept his head down and didn't say a word.

Su Baitong brought new clothes and helped him put them on.

"I still have something to ......" Ling Xiaotian stood up and hesitated, for some reason, he was a little afraid to look at her face.

A sense of powerlessness that he had never felt before was eating away at his heart.

He didn't dare to imagine what would happen if he lost her.

Do you want to go back to your old loneliness? Even if he stands in the crowd, who can understand the helplessness and sadness behind his smile.

Su Baitong's fingers flexibly tied his clothes and belts.

"If you have something, let's go." She didn't ask anything.

Ling Xiaotian stood still and did not move.

"Kiritoki...... With me, don't you really regret it? He didn't know why he had come up with such a sentence out of nowhere.

Su Baitong looked up at him, soft ripples in his clear eyes, "I regret ......"

Ling Xiaotian's heart sank suddenly.

Who knew that Su Baitong said again, "...... I regret not following you earlier. ”

Ling Xiaotian's heart was sour, "But I can't give you anything." "As a scarlet princess, it should be honored. Respectable......

Looking at the plain robe she was wearing, she looked like a woman from an ordinary family. Serve to the demons.

"Ling Xiaotian, you have given me everything I want." She reached out and stroked his cheek, "Whatever you want, just do it, I'll be here all the time, you can see me as soon as you turn around." ”

Ling Xiaotian smiled, did not speak, and slowly lowered her head to her lips.

The lips rubbed against her lips, gently shallow.

The atmosphere unconsciously has a bit of a charming taste.

Ling Xiaotian's hand slid down her waist and rubbed it gently.

Su Baitong's breathing was a little chaotic. Finally pushed him away, "Aren't you still in trouble......"

"Yes...... But the wife is on the side, and she is reluctant to let go. His low laughter was heard in his ears, like a tail note that played from between the pianos, and it tickled people's hearts.

In a whirlwind, Su Baitong found that he had been picked up by him and entered the inner room.

The soft touch kept falling on her neck, sometimes like a feather brushing, sometimes with a tingling pain.

"Ling Xiaotian......" She heard her own voice, soft, as if honey had been added, full of charm.

"Shhh......hhhh Don't speak, or I'll be fast. ”

Hearing this, Su Baitong couldn't help but want to laugh.

His concentration in this regard was too poor, and he couldn't bear it anymore when she just called his name.

Her hand inadvertently ran over his left arm, a warm dampness faintly coming from the freshly bandaged white cloth.

Broken wounds?

"Wait a minute. Your injury ......" Su Baitong straightened up and wanted to push him away.

But he suddenly entered at this juncture.

"Hmm!" Completely unprepared, she was already occupied by him.

You have to be stronger!

He didn't want to lose her, he didn't want to be a man again.

In the middle of the room, there was a creaking sound, as if the bed was about to be shaken apart.

In the next room, Eleven was woken up by the voice, staring back at the top of the tent, frowning constantly.

After waiting for a long time, the voice gradually became quieter.

Eleven sighed, rolled over, and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly a woman's low murmur came from the other side of the room.

At first the sound was intermittent, but soon it became louder.

It seemed to be crying, and it seemed to be begging for mercy, and Ling Xiaotian's name was mixed in between......

Eleven drastically covered his head with a quilt.

When the main room finally quieted down, Eleven didn't feel sleepy.

The next morning, two big dark circles under his eyes appeared in front of Su Baitong.

Su Baitong was wearing a cloud-colored gown, and his washed hair was scattered on his shoulders, still in a half-dry state.

Eleven's gaze crept down on her neck.

Deep and shallow red marks.

Su Baitong rarely follows the rules of the palace, unless Ling Xiaotian comes back, otherwise there is no need for anyone to serve in the house.

Huixiang returned after bringing breakfast, and Su Baitong picked up the soup bowl and drank it slowly.

"Is the sixth brother really so good?" Eleven burst out of nowhere.

Su Baitong held the bowl and glanced at him, "What do children understand." ”

Eleven was choked, coughing for a long time, and even his face turned red, "I seem to be older than you, right?" ”

In terms of age, he is the same year as His Royal Highness Ten, and he is indeed older than her.

But Eleven's appearance is not big, and Su Baitong occupies the rank of Princess Scarlet, so it is reasonable to say this.

Su Baitong was still drinking the soup slowly, and looked up at his face, "I have some balm there, if you use it every day, the scar on your face can be removed." ”

Eleven raised his hand and touched his face.

There was a scar under his eye, which he had left when he had fallen into the bushes when he had returned from a rainy day to see King Xian.

"No......" Eleven smiled, "just let it go." ”

Eleven's original appearance was quite feminine, but now that there is an extra scar, it shows that he has added a little more masculinity to his body.

"I want to keep it, doesn't it look fierce?" Eleven deliberately put on a straight face.

Su Baitong couldn't help but smile.

Seeing her smile, Eleven was even more proud.

The two of them didn't see Ling Xiaotian appear after breakfast, and Eleven asked, "Where is my sixth brother?" ”

"Went out early in the morning." Su Baitong said casually.

"Sixth brother is not afraid of getting tired......" Eleven muttered.

Su Baitong just couldn't hear it, and went to the study building after breakfast.

Eleven walked in the yard, in order to recover his legs as soon as possible, he had to walk around the yard a hundred times every day according to Su Baitong's requirements.

Just as he was halfway through, he suddenly saw Ling Xiaotian leading people into the courtyard.

He was followed by more than two dozen people dressed as guards, all dressed in dark colors, with a dark girdle around their waists and long swords stuck diagonally.

However, even if they were wearing the clothes of guards, they could not hide the dull murderous aura that emanated from their bodies.

These people are...... Dead soldiers!

"Sixth brother?" Eleven smiled and walked over to Ling Xiaotian.

Ling Xiaotian turned his head to look at him, his expression was cold, and there was no trace of a smile on his face.

For a moment, it made Eleven shudder.

"You go back to the house first." Ling Xiaotian saw that it was him, and his signature smile appeared on his face again, as if the sharp eyes just now were just Eleven's illusion.