Chapter 11: The Bedchamber
An Yueli was stunned for five or six seconds, "The prince wants to stay?" ”
Su Huaixiao asked rhetorically, "Today, you and I are married, and this king doesn't stay, do you go to sleep in the study?" ”
The corners of An Yueli's mouth twitched, she knew that the ancient people got married early, but at the moment, her body was at most sixteen or seventeen years old. And Su Huaixiao is at least twenty-three or four years old, and he can do it!
Xu was too emotional, and An Yueli couldn't control her expression, which made Su Huaixiao take her shocked, angry, and tangled demeanor into her eyes.
"Why, you don't want to sleep?"
"Sleeping ......"
An Yueli was shocked by these two words, and finally lowered her head with her urging eyes.
"Lord Qiyu, the concubine has just rested, and she is not sleepy for the time being. Otherwise, you go to sleep first. ”
With that, the room fell silent for a long time.
An Yueli swallowed quietly and saliva, and cold sweat oozed from her back.
She couldn't even calculate how much time had passed, maybe it was a cup of tea, a stick of incense, until the wound on her calf ached faintly from standing for a long time, and Su Huaixiao finally moved.
An Yueli only heard the sound of a rope in front of her, and then a quilt and pillow flew over and smashed under her feet.
"Since the Anguo Mansion didn't teach you the rules of sleeping, then you will sleep on the ground."
When An Yueli looked up, the curtain of the bed had already fallen, and she could only vaguely see the figure of Su Huaixiao lying on her side. Instead of being annoyed, she breathed a sigh of relief.
Those who achieve great things are not informal, as long as they don't let her sleep, they will sleep on the ground. Anyway, according to common sense, the prince has three wives and four concubines in his backyard, and it is impossible for Su Huaixiao to rely on her every day.
Thinking like this, An Yueli consciously hugged the quilt and went to bed.
According to the rules, the candle must not be extinguished, and it must be lit until dawn. Listening to the crackling sound of the candle wick exploding from time to time, An Yueli gradually fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, she was suddenly awakened by a burst of angry calls.
As a military doctor, An Yueli has long practiced the ability to quickly enter a state of combat readiness the moment she opens her eyes. The candle flame in the house went out at some point, and it was pitch black all around.
An Yueli judged the direction of the sound and instinctively found the patient.
But when she lifted the curtain, she realized that she was no longer a war doctor, but the eldest daughter of the Anguo Mansion.
In the dimness, An Yueli was surprised to find that Shu Huaixiao was curled up slightly, struggling to protect his knees.
"Lord Wang?"
Almost as soon as she spoke, a large palm grabbed her neck.
"Hmm!"
A strong sense of suffocation swept over, An Yueli hurriedly pinched the opponent's thumb and tiger's mouth, and used the self-defense skills she had learned to fight back.
However, Su Huaixiao's strength is too great, as if the tiger that has recognized its prey, and will not let go after biting.
An Yueli tried her best to break free from the shackles, thinking of the nine princesses who died violently before, could it be that she couldn't escape this curse?
The strength in the body passed little by little, and if it continued like this, there was only a dead end.
When she was in danger, she was ruthless, and slashed at Su Huaixiao's injured leg with one palm. With a clear muffled grunt, the hand around his neck finally let go.
An Yueli sat down on the ground, gulping in a big breath of oxygen.
Su Huaixiao's cold and hoarse voice sounded overhead.
"Get out!"
Without raising her eyes, she could feel the heavy murderous aura emanating from the other party.
An Yueli coughed several times in succession, but she didn't turn around and leave because she almost died just now, but instead stood up again and carefully looked at the other party's condition.
"But the prince has a leg ache?"
Su Huaixiao's phoenix eyes were soaked in blood, but she had woken up from the tyranny just now and recognized her identity.
"This king said, get out!"
"If your leg hurts, I can treat you."
An Yueli said and took out a needle from the medical space, "If you want to relieve the pain as soon as possible, you can just take an injection to close it." ”
Su Huaixiao watched her pull out a strangely shaped needle between her hands, and every pore in her body released a vigilant signal.
Without waiting for An Yueli to approach again, he actually pulled out a dagger from behind him, and the sharp tip of the knife glowed with a terrifying cold light.
Su Huaixiao was covered with cold sweat, and the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, looking very painful.
"Get out! Call Jiang Chen in! ”
An Yueli subconsciously took half a step back, but quickly stabilized her figure.
The other party has a wound on her leg, and she is a healer. Yu Gong, she should do her best to save her. In private, she was unwilling to let go of this opportunity to show her skills. If she can help Su Huaixiao, she will have bargaining chips to negotiate for herself.
"Lord Wang, I can really relieve your pain, please believe me."
"What are you, and why does this king believe you? Call Jiang Chen to come, this king has his own way. ”
An Yueli raised her eyebrows, and ruthlessly debunked: "If the prince really has a way, he should have left at the beginning of the leg pain, why did he endure it to this extent?" ”
In an instant, Su Huaixiao's killing intent was even worse, and the fingers clenching the dagger were flushed with cyan veins due to excessive force.
"You're looking for death!"
"I just want to help the prince. Anyway, I have a bad reputation, and I offended you when I visited the church yesterday, and everyone said that I wouldn't survive tonight. ”
faded away from the docile image, An Yueli's attitude suddenly became strong.
"So now that I can please the prince, I naturally won't let go of this opportunity. As long as the prince is willing, I can bet my life.
If I can stop the pain for you in a stick of incense, then the prince owes me once. If I can't do it, I have to kill it.
How is it? ”
“……”
When An Yueli spoke, Su Huaixiao kept looking into her eyes.
He had never seen a woman who dared to bargain with him so forcefully, and with confidence.
For a moment, he even wondered if An Yueli was an undercover killer sent by the prince and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.
But this thought only flashed for a moment, after all, everyone knows that An Yueli is a straw bag. Even if the prince wants to harm himself, he will carefully select some women with both ability and integrity to seduce as before.
After thinking about it for a moment, Su Huaixiao slowly sat up straight, and put the dagger back into the sheath.
"Okay, this king gives you this opportunity. If you can't relieve the king's pain after a stick of incense, I'll send you on your way with this dagger. ”
"It's a deal."
An Yueli decisively agreed to the deal, she squatted down and lifted her long-cherished trouser legs, and looked at the other party's knees.
In fact, judging from the appearance, there is no obvious trauma to Su Huaixiao's leg. But because of the long-term lack of exercise, the muscles of the injured leg are slightly thinner.
If you want to know the specific situation, you need to check it in detail.
An Yueli doesn't have this time now, so she can only inject the occlusive needle into the joint first.
"There may be some pain, please bear with the prince."