"See if you're burned." She said hard things to choke him.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he smiled: "This action, this king likes it." ”

“……”

"Did you burn?"

"Yes."

"There should be antipyretic medicine in the medicine box, bring it."

“…… Lord Jin, you have to let go of me first. ”

****

The cell head sent hot water, Yun Yao took the water cup and looked at it for a long time, the cup was coarse porcelain, I don't know if the noble Jin Wangye with a habit of cleanliness dared to use it, she washed it with water vigorously, and then brought the tea to him and raised his hand and said, "Yao, take medicine." ”

He really stared at the cup for a while.

Yun Yao glared at him, "Is it more important to burn to death or is it important to be clean?" ”

“…… You drink first. ”

"Lord Jin, there's no poison here." Yun Yao wanted to say that he would poison you, but he didn't say it after all, so he took a sip and handed it to him.

He swallowed the medicine where she was drinking, and said with satisfaction: "This cup is to be treasured by this king." ”

When Yun Yao said nonsense, he picked out the medicine bottle and said, "For the sake of the seventh-level floating slaughter, Lord Jin, show me the wound." ”

He said lazily: "There are a lot of people here, and this king is afraid of being looked at." ”

The corners of Yun Yao's mouth twitched, "Normal people are not interested in foxes, don't talk nonsense!" ”

Although she was a little embarrassed in her heart, she had to say that Jun Li's words made her feel guilty, and besides, foxes are rarely weak, and they are really easy to bully.

She raised her hand and pulled his clothes, like a bandit who forcibly occupied the people's daughter, but the hand that reached over was caught by him, he seemed to be in good spirits, looked at her Yingying and said with a smile: "You are so impatient, it is inevitable that I will think too much." ”

"Lord Jin, when you are sick, you have to look sick, can you still be a sick person happily?"

He laughed, "This king is sick of the body, not the spirit. ”

"No, Lord Wang, you are quite mentally ill occasionally, please be mentally ill now."

He glanced at the cell on the side and said slowly, "Well, let's all be reserved." ”

A thick-skinned fox comparable to a city wall actually told her to be reserved? Besides, she won't be reserved when she takes the medicine?

What a man!

The cell was dark and damp, and at night, it was a little cold, and the fox was seriously injured.

Yun Yao glanced at the sleeping fox and took off her coat to cover him.

Because it was the height of summer, the clothes she wore were very light, and such a thin layer was a drop in the bucket, she glanced at the stone collapse of the cell on the left, the quilt on it was neat, and the weight was locked by chains, and she couldn't go up to rest and was empty.

Yun Yao walked over and saw that Chi Zhong was drawing something on the ground, she paused and said, "Old man, can you borrow my quilt for use?" ”

The man kept paddling as if he hadn't heard.

Yun Yao stood on tiptoe and glanced at it, but there were some strange words painted on the ground, Yun Yao glanced at it, those words were similar to ancient Indian characters, like ghost drawings, lined up in rows.

It is a sentence of Buddha, and the whole sentence reads: Suffering in the body, it is advisable to be kind to the heart, not to be shaken by the external environment, and the center is not to be recited.

The man's expression was bitter, as if he was pondering the meaning of these ghost drawings, but there was nothing mysterious about it, it was just a language from another place.

This prince is very knowledgeable, but he was unexpectedly stumped by this mere character.

Yun Yao read it slowly, and then looked up at Yun Yao sharply, and Yun Yao smiled deeply......