The head of another of Baicao's accomplices fell in response, and I was also taken aback. After Baicao saw the face of the person who came, he was so frightened that he knelt down in the blood: "Overlord ......"

When I looked back, it turned out to be a poem, and I was about to smile, when my eyes went black and I fainted.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the pitiful appearance of Bilian crying into tears. And I, crawling under the clean bed. Although the color of the bedroom proves that this is Xianggong, I am very satisfied to be able to sleep in such a clean and safe place. It can be seen that happiness has always been produced by contrast. Before I could hear what Bilian was saying, I fell asleep again. I don't know how long it took before I slowly regained consciousness.

"Is there any water?" My voice was completely hoarse from exertion, and of course, maybe it was also because of the shouts of the fight. Seeing that no one had agreed, I reluctantly said, "Is there any water?" ”

There was a sound of pushing the door, the people who came were very large, the footsteps were very heavy, after the battle, I subconsciously felt the danger, and I was ready to work hard to stand up.

"It's me. Don't move. His voice was like a socca candy, and it didn't take much effort to wipe out all my murderous energy, and a pair of warm hands pressed on my shoulders.

"Shitu ......" I found that my strength was weak, not only was my voice hoarse, but I also completely lost my strength after a struggle just now.

"Xingchen, it's me." He answered me again, so gently, as if he were not a man in his hands, but a fragile glass vessel. After the war, my mental condition was as fragile as my physical condition, and he had all the gentleness I wanted. From 10 years ago to now, I'm used to him alone.

"Xingchen, your back hurts, so you can only drink through a straw." He spoke like I was a five or six-year-old girl.

"Thank you...... Xie ...... "I reluctantly answered.

"Drink."

I sucked the water as hard as I could, and the water flowed through the base of my tongue, and through my throat, and through my esophagus, to my stomach, and the water was just right, like a small river flowing through the black, scorched land after the Great War, and the river was so happy that it sang in this desolate world.

The pain was slowly recovering, and the pain in my back made me gasp from time to time, and Shitu's eyebrows tightened as I breathed.

"Shitu, trouble...... Show me in the mirror...... A photo, I thought...... Know...... Dao, hurt ...... How to ......" After a while, he still didn't move, I thought it was a problem with my title, "Overlord, troublesome ......"

"No, the stars. I love the name you call me. ”

I was so upset. I've changed, but he doesn't want to admit it, and he's changed. Poetry, you always miss the old. But in this hellish new world, it is not easy to live, and everyone, even if they are as noble as you, are not qualified to miss the old. Since I left, in order to establish Jingdong, many years of fighting in the north and south, how many sisters died on the battlefield, how many sisters died in my arms with hope or disappointment, I can no longer be your beauty, because I have too many souls in my heart, and too many promises on my shoulders, how can I still be the beloved wife who is under your protection, smiling and looking forward to every day, and only knows how to play the piano and caress the flowers?

Today, I am physically and mentally ruined, and I really can't give up my heart on you, and I allow you to be naïve like this for another day. Tomorrow, I'm going to crush all your fantasies. I'm sorry, Shitu, I had to do this.

"Does it still hurt?" He caressed my back, from the bottom up, and up to my arm.

"It doesn't hurt." Although the pain in my back still makes me gasp from time to time. But I'd rather make him feel comfortable.

"The doctor has already applied medicine to you, the environment is dirty, the virus situation is complicated, and the best antibiotics have been used. But the wound is too deep, and if it hurts too much, I'll give them an anesthetic. As for the mirror...... Don't take a picture. ”

"I don't need anesthetics, I can bear it." How bad is the back, he didn't let me see it, "It's okay, give me a mirror, if you don't give it, I'll get up and look at it myself." As I spoke, I began to struggle to get up, and this effort hurt like a knife on my back.

"Okay, okay, can I get it to you?"

Shitu lifted the plaster and helped me lift the mirror, and I held another mirror, and then I saw the situation in my back, and the blade of the sword entered from the left shoulder, slashing across the outer edge of the shoulder blade, and did not stop until it was close to the waist. There was even a little white bone in the shoulder blade, such a long wound, fortunately, it didn't seem to fester, but the blood was too deep, and it didn't seem to heal too quickly, so my escape plan was put on hold again.

"I'll let them use the best medicine and won't leave too obvious scars." He thought my gloom was obsessed with beauty or not.

"Oh, thank you."

For a whole night, Shitu kept changing the medicine for me, feeding me water and medicine, and made some rice porridge for me before going to bed. Now it was late at night, because there was no anesthetic, I couldn't fall asleep because of the pain, I just closed my eyes slightly and pretended to be asleep, and when he fell asleep, I looked at him lying on the side of the bed, thick eyelashes and glaive-like red lips, and for a moment, a voice in my heart said: Stop, be with him. However, just a moment later, there were so many faces surrounding my mind, with tears in my eyes, just one sentence: Lord Xingchen.

I gently stroked his hair with my hand, and the strands of hair moistened my heart like rain. Just this one night, I can get warmth, too.