After several days of drizzling, the sky finally began to clear.

Early this morning, Song Qing received a letter from home, that is, her husband was injured, and the injury was quite serious.

Song Qing, who was not at ease with the letter, called someone directly.

"Lin Qing."

"Lin Qing."

"Ma'am, what's wrong?"

"Hurry up and get the carriage ready, I'm going to go far away."

"Yes, slave maid and maid will let people prepare carriages."

The prime minister's wife wants to go out, which is naturally not a trivial matter, and after the housekeeper arranged a carriage, he arranged for a lot of guards to send each other all the way, so he took the carriage away. Along the way, Song Qing was very anxious, and he couldn't wait to fly to him immediately.

It was not until the evening that he arrived in Wei County.

When I arrived at the location of Zhao Cheng in the other courtyard, the sun was almost set.

"My subordinates have seen ......"

Without waiting for Gu Wei to salute, Song Qing interrupted him, looked at Gu Wei who stepped forward, and directly asked about Zhao Cheng's situation.

"How is the third master now?"

"Where's the injury? Is it serious? ”

After listening to Song Qing's words, Gu Wei replied respectfully: "Don't worry, madam, the third master has woken up, and now he is resting in the wing, and his subordinates will lead the lady to see the third master." ”

"Okay, I'll go check it out first."

followed Gu Wei all the way through the courtyard, and finally came to the temporary residence of Zhao Cheng in the wing. Specifically, she doesn't know how people are, and she still has to see her with her own eyes to rest assured.

When he walked into the room, Song Qing saw Zhao Cheng lying on the bed at a glance. At this time, he was wearing a simple black middle coat, with a bandage on his chest and a blanket around his waist, and his face was even worse, and he knew how serious the injury was at a glance.

When Zhao Cheng heard the sound of the door opening, he opened his eyes when he closed his eyes.

Seeing the comer, Zhao Cheng was stunned.

"Ma'am."

Isn't his injury a secret from her? I wanted to wait until I was ready to talk to her. Looking at the subordinate who was standing on the side with a weak face, he still didn't understand anything.

Zhao Cheng looked at his subordinates with a dark face.

Gu Wei looked at his master helplessly, he was also very helpless, before leaving, his wife explained, if something happened, he had to inform her as soon as possible, if his wife explained, could he not listen?

Naturally, it can't.

Don't dare!

Seeing Zhao Cheng and Song's light eyes, it was hot.

Seeing her like this, Zhao Cheng stretched out his hand.

"Come here."

Song Qing stepped forward and sat down beside him, reaching out to hold his hand.

"How did you hurt like this?"

Seeing her burst into tears, Zhao Cheng reached out to wipe it for her, "It doesn't hurt." ”

"It doesn't hurt yet, liar!"

"Look at your face so bad."

"Do you know, I heard that you were seriously injured and I was worried about death." Speaking of this, Song Qing's tears finally couldn't stop falling.

"Don't cry."

"You cry, I hurt more."

He couldn't see her cry anymore.

After hearing this, Song pulled up his sleeve and wiped his tears, leaned over his shoulder and rubbed it.

"You'll coax me."

Zhao Cheng chuckled, wrapped his hand around her waist and stroked it, "Don't worry, I'm fine." ”

Speaking of it, there weren't many days of separation, but he felt that they had been separated for a long time. Now holding people has a solid feeling.

The two of them warmed up for a moment, and Song got up lightly and reached out to lift his clothes.

Zhao Cheng was stunned for a moment and stretched out his hand to stop it.

"Don't."

"Don't move, let me see."

"This."

"I haven't seen this or this."

Zhao Cheng's face was hot and he stopped talking.

can only spread his hands and be at her mercy.

After examining his whole body, he was relieved to see that he was indeed not injured elsewhere.

His gaze fell on his bandaged chest, and Song Qing only felt that it was more uncomfortable to see him injured than his own injury.

"Be careful later."

"Now you give me a good rest."

"Okay, listen to you."

Song Qing was helpless, and reached out to stroke his pale face, "Get better quickly, it's really worrying to see you like this." ”

Zhao Cheng held his hand and whispered, "Hmm." ”

In the next two days, Zhao Cheng really cooperated to stay in the room to rest, except for the need to solve the three emergencies, his daily routine was basically in bed.

……

"Whoa—"

Outside the window, the breeze blew and the leaves were rustling.

At this time, it was evening, Xu Zhao checked Zhao Cheng's injuries and changed the medicine before retreating, leaving Song Qing to take care of him.

Guarding the bedside, Song Qing's eyes fell on Zhao Cheng's face and couldn't help but nod.

"I look a lot better today."

"Next, you have to rest well, you give a stop point when the wound scabs, especially if you can't use internal force."

Looking at the woman who was guarding her bedside, she had been guarding him for the past two days, and even at night when she was lying beside her, she would wake up immediately and take care of him if he moved the slightest.

How fortunate to be able to marry her in this life.

Seeing that he had been looking at him, Song Qing couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and teased casually.

"Look at me like this, don't you suddenly think I've become beautiful?"

Zhao Cheng nodded seriously after hearing this.

"Madame is beautiful."

Song Qing blushed.

Glance at him.

The prime minister of her family has changed, and everyone knows that she has made her happy.

"Where's your coldness?"

Zhao Cheng said lightly, with a calm face, "It's always been like this for my husband, and I'm telling the truth." ”

She is indeed unsurpassed in his heart.

The man on the bed, with his shirt open, and although he was bandaged on his chest, it did not affect his vision at all. He was really born well, and his eyebrows were picturesque and sultry, especially when he was injured at this time, which was a unique style.

Song looked at him lightly, his gaze from his face and neck, and then his gaze stayed on his waist.

This figure, this look, it's really terrible.

Just as she was stunned, she saw Zhao Cheng reach out and caress her cheek.

"Madame looks at me like that."

His voice was slow, low and magnetic, making people feel like they were blushing and heartbeating. This man, after opening the meat, is really getting more and more boring.

"Ahem, no."

"I just appreciate."

"Madam, it's good to be satisfied."

Seeing that Zhao Cheng's injuries were unhindered and his face was getting better and better, Song Qing's tense heart finally let go. No, if you're in a good mood, you have to do something.

In the afternoon of this day, after Zhao Cheng let Song lightly feed and drink the medicine, he quietly leaned on the head of the bed and quietly read the dossier sent by his subordinates. Although he was injured, he was still very busy, and Song Qing was lying on his lap looking at the newly sent painting book and quietly accompanying him.

Song looked at the sketchbook for a while, and saw that he was looking at the file in his hand so seriously, so he couldn't help but stand up and get closer to him.

Reaching out and poking the file in his hand, Song Qing said, "It's time for you to rest." ”

This man, in a high position, is really a workaholic, and he doesn't forget to work even when he is injured and lying in bed.

At this time, Zhao Cheng leaned on the head of the bed, while Song Qing was propped up on his side. Moving the file, Zhao Cheng saw at a glance that there was still a small coat under Song Qing's clothes.

His fingers paused, and Zhao Cheng casually put the file on the low table next to the bed, and then he reached out and stroked Song Qing's neck.

Sensing that everyone was moving, Song Qing was stunned for a moment and then blushed.

(End of chapter)