He gently wrapped his arms around her, taking her deep into his arms, and his voice was a little slurred: "When I was young, this king watched the power plot grow up, looked at the superiors, and never took human life seriously.

So I thought, if this king is big, he must be a bloody gentleman.

But when he gradually grew up, this king almost got lost in the tricks of power and tricks, and gradually became a gentleman without flesh and blood.

It was Qingqing, who pulled back Hua'er who had walked into the crooked road in time......"

"Hua'er, let's not be emperors, okay?" Hearing the exclamation in his words, she asked softly.

This is a constant entanglement in her heart, she doesn't want him to become a generation of emperors.

"Don't do it!" He said firmly.

She laughed.

Whether to be an emperor or not, in fact, she knows that she can't help them, after all, the world needs a bright monarch.

If they really get to that point, they may not really be able to let go.

"What's wrong with your hand? This king looks. Holding her hand gently, he frowned and looked displeased when he felt a scar on her palm.

opened the palm, and sure enough, he saw several deep and shallow scars on her palm, although it was only a skin injury, but it still made him extremely distressed.

She is a treasure in the palm of his hand, and the slightest scar makes him reluctant.

"It doesn't hurt anymore." She shook her head, not paying much attention.

This was stabbed today while pulling the guards who fell into the swamp, and the small wound was not serious.

"This king looks distressed!" He was fuss and distressed.

The sword eyebrows frowned.

"It doesn't hurt...... she smiled, but it was really nice to feel so held in the palm of her hand.

"It's not good to leave scars, and those branches also have some barbs, if the barbs are not picked out in the skin, it will not be good to be born in the flesh at that time, this king will go out and get you medicine!"

He frowned, turned and walked out to get his medicine.

Lu Qingqing sat on the straw bed with her arms in her arms, her face smiling sweetly as if she had been dipped in honey.

Even if it is a female man, she hopes that there is a man who can spoil herself like this and love herself, and treat herself as a treasure.

Seeing that he was so anxious and distressed because of his little injury, full of happiness overflowed into his little red heart.

"What are you smirking at?" As soon as he entered, he saw a woman sitting on the bed smirking.

"Hua'er, it's good to meet you!" She pouted and said coquettishly.

The light in his eyes was gentle and seemed to contain ****, and he was extremely soft and cute, making him blood rush up in an instant, and he really wanted to press her down on the bed.

However, he still suppressed the urge in his heart and took care of her wounds first.

Wen smiled and walked over, took her injured hand, took the thin silver needle, disinfected it with fire, and then began to pick the barb seriously for her by the candlelight at the bedside.

This woman is very able to endure the pain, although the wound is not deep, but there are many barbs.

If it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that she will cry and cry a long time ago, even if she can bear it, but at least crying can cause others to feel distressed!

But this woman really doesn't know how her toughness is cultivated.

She smirked at the man who was seriously picking up the barbs for her, completely happy that she couldn't find Bei'er.

Laughing so much that Baili Fenghua finally couldn't stand it, put down the silver needle in his hand, his fingers, gently pinched her face, and said helplessly: "Qingqing, don't smirk like this anymore, this king has to wonder if you have been put on the body!" ”