A slight guilt rose in her heart, Wen Xun'er saw that the rope had strangled the young man's white wrist with blood, pursed her lips, and stepped forward, intending to untie the rope for him personally.

But at the moment when her hand touched the rope, the young man who was sitting there with his head hanging down just now like a comatose teenager suddenly grabbed the rope with both hands and broke free, and pressed the rope to Wen Xun'er's neck with his backhand, directly pressing her to the ground.

"Miss—"

"Miss—"

The man at the door screamed.

"Don't come here, or I'll strangle her!"

Xiao Jiwei raised his head, and everyone saw that his eyes were scarlet and bloodshot all over his eyes, and they didn't know how he survived last night.

Wen Xun'er on the other end was suddenly deprived of her breath, and she only felt that her neck was about to be strangled! And it was close at hand, the young man's eyes were fierce, his eyes were churning with murderous intent, and the green tendons on the back of his hands were bursting out, clearly wanting to strangle her to death.

"Cousin's men are merciful!"

Chunyue Qiuyue didn't dare to step forward, she was so anxious that she cried, in a hurry, the two of them hurriedly knelt on the ground to plead, especially Chunyue, a pair of eyes were red, and the whole person trembled: "Cousin, all the mistakes are my fault, the mouse was caught by me, and the cat was also released by me, if you want to kill me, kill me, don't move Miss!" ”

Table ...... Uncle, you and Miss are married by God, if something happens to Miss, you will definitely not survive! Qiu Yue's head turned sharply, and she stammered when she was nervous.

"So whatever!" Xiao Jiwei curled one side of his lips, and his smile was cold, "Anyway, I won't lose if I have your eldest lady to accompany me to the funeral!" ”

Wen Xun'er's eyes turned black with pain, and her hands groped around, and suddenly, she touched a dead mouse, and without thinking about it, she slapped it on Xiao Jiwei's face.

The smell of bloody air came to his face, Xiao Jiwei's pupils shrank, and he let go of his hand.

The guard at the door immediately rushed forward and kicked Xiao Jiwei's knee to protect Wen Xun'er: "Miss, are you okay?" ”

Wen Xun'er clutched her throat and couldn't speak, and coughed violently on her stomach.

She was about to cough up her lungs, and on the other side, there were already guards rushing forward to press Xiao Jiwei to her knees, and the young man looked in the direction of Wen Xun'er with blood on his face and smiled: "It's a pity, it's just a little bit!" ”

Wen Xun'er finally came to her senses, and suddenly grabbed the rope on the side and strangled his neck.

The young man is thin, and with a little exertion, there are visible green tendons on his neck.

He was strangled by Wen Xun'er's face turned red, but he still stared at her, as if he was mocking her for not daring to kill him.

As soon as the anger in Wen Xun'er's heart came up, the strength in her hand increased, and it was not until she saw that his pupils began to dilute that she suddenly stopped.

Xiao Jiwei, like her, lay on the ground and breathed desperately, coughing violently.

But he could still laugh.

"Look, you just don't dare to kill me!"

Wen Xun'er gritted her teeth: "Lock him up, don't give him a doctor, don't give him food, I'll see how long he can last!" ”

As soon as the words fell, she strode out, and Xiao Jiwei's unbridled laughter came from behind her.

One day, two days.

On the fourth day, Xiao Jiwei was lying on the bed with a gossamer, the wounds that had been gnawed by the rats began to rot and stink, and the blood on his body was also mixed with the smell of the corpses of the rats was extremely unpleasant.

But he just wouldn't beg for mercy.

Wen Xun'er stood at the door and looked at him, he was lying motionless on the bed, his hair was messy, his snow robe had turned black and red, and there was hardly a good place on his body.

Qiu Yue was a little worried: "Miss, after all, your marriage was given by the emperor, if he really died like this, the emperor blamed him, wouldn't it be difficult to explain!" ”

Wen Xun'er had a cold face: "The plague outside is so serious, it's not uncommon for one or two people to die, even if the emperor blames it, there is always my aunt to block it for me!" ”

As soon as the words fell, she turned and walked out.

It was the season of spring, and a gust of wind came, blowing the peach petals on the trees one after another.

Wen Xun'er's mind suddenly came to mind when she first saw Xiao Ji in danger, the young man had just broken his leg, the hem of his clothes was full of blood, and he was dying like a sheep, looking very pitiful.

If it weren't for Wen Xun'er at the beginning, perhaps, he might not have become what he is now!

"Chunyue, go get a basin of hot water, Qiuyue, you go and bring the medicine box."

After Wen Xun'er finished speaking, she suddenly turned around and strode into the house.

Xiao Jiwei was lying on the bed dying, but she was not unconscious, and when she saw Wen Xun'er coming in, she quietly closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to see her.

Wen Xun'er sat on the edge of the bed and took off his robe stained with rat blood.

"You-"

Xiao Jiwei didn't have much strength, and he couldn't resist at all, but when Wen Xun'er took off his clothes like this, his face still turned red, making his paper-white face a touch of blood.

Wen Xun'er glanced at him coldly: "If you want to live, shut up!" ”

Harutsuki brought hot water.

Wen Xun'er carefully washed his exposed skin with a hot towel, and when he accidentally wiped the wound, the young man trembled in pain and his eyelashes fluttered, but he didn't speak again.

There are too many germs carried by mice, and the wounds that have been bitten by rats are bound to be disinfected, but there is no disinfection technology in ancient times, so Wen Xun'er asked the guards to get high-concentration liquor to clean the wounds.

After four days, the wounds on Xiao Jiwei's body were already inflamed and festering, and he was so painful from the white wine that he was sweating profusely, as if he was even weaker.

Wen Xun'er ignored him, and used scissors and knives that had been roasted on the fire to clean up the festering tissues around his body, and finally bandaged them with medicated gauze.

During the whole process, Xiao Jiwei was trembling in pain, or sweating in pain, but he never said a word from beginning to end.

When everything was done, it was completely dark.

Chunyue and Qiuyue cleaned up the scene, and then went to prepare millet porridge according to Wen Xun'er's instructions.

There were only two people left in the room, in the dark, Xiao Jiwei opened her eyes to look at her, only to see her sitting quietly in front of the bed looking out the window, the moonlight hit her face, illuminating her quiet little face a little pale, but her eyebrows were gentle and calm, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The whole cleaning process took two hours, and Wen Xun'er did it herself from beginning to end, in the face of his rotten and smelly wounds, she didn't even show the slightest disgust, the whole process, her face was serious, as if she was doing a sacred and solemn thing.

Xiao Jiwei suddenly couldn't understand her.

As the eldest lady of the Wen family, she has been pampered since she was a child, not to mention that she is facing a person who is full of stench, even an object she will throw away, how can she be so careful to clean up and take care of it.

But everything happened really, the pain in the whole process couldn't make him sleep, he stayed awake all the time, clearly perceived all this, and saw all this clearly.