Yun Yao only felt that her mind was a mess, her eyes were getting more and more foggy, and she didn't know if it was the pain of the wound or the fever that made her skin burn, Hua Yueran touched it, and she gasped gently, "It has nothing to do with me, but in the future, Princess Jin will be offended, who can stand you...... Hey, it hurts. ”

"Less doesn't hurt." Hua Yueran raised his hand and landed on her shoulder, the wound had already suppurated, and if he wanted to apply medicine, he needed to draw out the pus first, his eyes darkened, "The good fortune you have cultivated in several lifetimes can allow this king to personally heal your wounds." ”

"......" Yun Yao was naturally speechless because she was delirious, and leaned softly on his chest with only one body, frowning slightly between her eyebrows, as if she was in pain.

Hua Yueran's body paused, lowered her eyelashes and looked at her face, and the high fever made the little face flush a little.

Her bangs were disrupted by the wind, and one of them fell on her long eyelashes, and as if sensing discomfort, she shuddered her eyelashes.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, then turned his fingertips for a pause, and after a moment he fell down and gently brushed the broken hair away, revealing her smooth forehead.

For a while, she was a little stunned, until her body trembled, and he came back to his senses.

Having a nightmare?

I have also seen her sleeping face a few times, all of which are beautiful and peaceful, this time she was injured and fell into the water, I am afraid that she has left some shadows.

His eyes fell on her shoulder again, and a large pustule bulged out from the wound, and he couldn't draw out all the pus by just puncturing the pus, and his expression was a little strange.

A silver needle popped out of his hand and roasted on the fire for a moment, only then it stabbed her in the shoulder, and pus flowed out, and although the bulging pus was gone, there was still a residue, and he paused, leaned over, and his lips fell on her shoulder......

****

When Yun Yao woke up, there was a pale silver inlaid embroidered brocade, and the embroiderer should be the famous Shu brocade, which showed that the person in front of him must be a person of noble status.

Then she found that she was pillowing one of her thighs, and although she was through the fabric, she could still feel the elasticity and lines of the thighs, which was perfect.

She raised her head stiffly, and her eyes touched a beautiful face, as if she was tired, and her eyelashes drooped, but she didn't know if she was asleep.

In this way, when she was unconscious, she slept on the thigh of Hanazuki.

She was about to get up silently, but he raised his eyelashes, his light purple eyes were slightly tired and lazy, and he said, "Awake?" ”

It seems that I can't get up silently......

Yun Yao sat up a little embarrassed, feeling that she had to say something first, and thought for a long time before saying, "Your legs ...... Hemp? ”

"......" He seemed to be a little speechless, and after a long time, he was tired and said: "The wound, is it still painful?" ”

Yun Yao realized that her hands and shoulders had been bandaged, and they were not as painful as yesterday, so she couldn't help but be a little moved, "The wound is so tightly bandaged, how much fabric has to be torn from you." ”

“…… Well, I am wide and fat, and I have used a lot, but I use yours. ”

Why is she so wide and fat! The corners of Yun Yao's mouth twitched, and her eyes fell on the corner of her skirt, and sure enough, she tore a lot, and it was like a dog gnawing it.

"There's a torrential rain in the afternoon, or a flash flood, let's go." He got up, flicked his sleeves, put on his robe and walked forward slowly, Yun Yao didn't dare to stop, and hurriedly followed.

"Hey, Hanazuki, you still know the weather?"

"I understand a little."

His voice was faint, and Yun Yao was keenly aware that his mood seemed to be worse than yesterday, and he felt a little worried in his heart.

Before leaving, she tried not to him off.

"I had a dream yesterday." Yun Yao walked briskly with him.

"Well, what dream?" He glanced at her nonchalantly.

"There is a prince in my dream who kissed me on the shoulder, do you think I will be the princess he has lost for many years?" Yun Yao's expression was a little triumphant.

Hua Yueran raised the corner of her lips and smiled a little, "I don't know if it is the princess who has been lost for many years, but your shoulder is fusing with pus, and the prince can really swallow it." ”

"......" Can this person die without a poisonous tongue?