There are no lights in the house.

Moonlight poured out the window, leaving a room cold.

Li Jingmo walked to the side of the big bed with Zhao Fuling in his arms, put the person down and called Ying Qi over.

"How many wounds do you have on her?"

Ying Qi glanced at it a few times and hesitated: "She is wearing a night suit, and her subordinates can't see it clearly." ”

Li Jingmo was silent for a long time, and said, "You go next door and bring that palace maid over." ”

Ying Qi understood what he meant, nodded and left the house.

Li Jingmo sat down on the edge of the bed, smelling the blood on the bed at the tip of his nose, and frowned slightly.

After a while, Ying Qi brought back a person, but it was not a peony, but a tense Sun Yiyue.

Sun Yiyue's face was calm, and after seeing Zhao Fuling who was unconscious on the bed, she finally messed up: "What's wrong with her?" ”

Li Jingmo didn't answer, but said, "You untie her clothes and see where there are injuries on her body?" ”

Sun Yiyue immediately turned her head: "Then you two stay here ......"

Seeing that Li Jingmo's eyes were covered with Su Aya, the words reached the tip of her tongue, and she was stunned to swallow back.

"Then you let him out."

Ying Qi didn't say much, after lighting the lights in the house, he went out.

The candlelight in the house was dim, and Sun Yiyue took off Zhao Fuling's night clothes, only to find that she had injuries to her arms, shoulders and legs.

Although the condition is not serious, because there are many wounds and bleeding everywhere, it looks inexplicably miserable.

Sun Yiyue gasped, Li Jingmo listened beside her, and the tips of her ears moved: "The injury is serious?" ”

"It's, it's okay."

After Sun Yiyue confirmed that Li Jingmo couldn't see, she took off Zhao Ling, and then asked, "What should I do now?" ”

Li Jingmo asked her to clean the wound first, and after cleaning it up, she took out her spare gold sore medicine and handed it to Sun Yiyue.

Although Sun Yiyue is a military general, she is a noble woman in the end and has never done such a thing. When the gold sore medicine was sprinkled on Zhao Fuling's wound, she heard the other party cry out in pain in a coma.

Seeing Zhao Fuling's frowns, she couldn't help but say, "Is there a way to keep her from hurting?" ”

Li Jingmo said lightly: "How can there be an injury that doesn't hurt?" ”

One sentence made Sun Yiyue suddenly stunned in place.

She remembered that before entering the palace, every time she waited for her father and brother to return from the battlefield, she could see a few new scars on their bodies.

Every time I ask the other party if it hurts, the answer I get is that it doesn't hurt.

She had never seen her father and brother fighting bloodily, nor had she seen them whispering in pain in a coma, so she really thought that the scars that had healed had never hurt.

But in fact, no matter how brave the generals/soldiers are, they are all flesh and blood.

The sword pierces the flesh and skin, who will not hurt?

The sourness suddenly filled her heart, and Sun Yiyue lowered her eyes and covered the tears that flashed by.

After she gave Zhao Fuling the medicine, she waited silently on the side for Li Jingmo's next instructions.

Li Jingmo listened to the movement and said, "Has the bleeding stopped?" ”

"Stopped." Sun Yiyue paused, and then said in a low voice, "But her back is blue, what should I do here?" ”

"Lower back?"

Li Jingmo was silent for a moment and stretched out his hand, "I'll take her pulse first." ”

Sun Yiyue knew that he couldn't see it, so she hurriedly pulled Zhao Fuling's hand up and stuffed it into Li Jingmo's palm.

Zhao Fuling was unconscious, and after Sun Yiyue let go, her hand fell weakly.

Li Jingmo's reflex grabbed.

In an instant, the warmth and softness of his palms were like a numb airflow, which suddenly hit Li Jingmo's mind, making him freeze instantly.

He held Zhao Fuling's hand, whether to put it or not, not to let it go.

Sun Yiyue also looked at the overlapping hands of the two and was dumbfounded for a few seconds before she reacted: "Yes, I'm sorry, I made a mistake......"

She hurriedly put something under Zhao Fuling's wrist, and pulled Zhao Fuling's hand forward to make sure that Li Jingmo's fingertips were on the other party's wrist, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.