The eyes are the most fragile part of the body.

It's just an ordinary person, if you get to the top of your eyes like this, it will hurt unbearably.

What's more, Qin Jiuniang, a person with an unusually sensitive sense of pain.

She was so in pain that she couldn't let herself pass out.

The system customer service was a little unbearable to see it, and offered to give her a pain-relieving prop card.

Qin Jiuniang refused.

She only has one chance to redeem this painkiller card once a month.

And as long as she walks outside, accidents like today's can happen anytime, anywhere.

If you have to bother the system customer service in the event of an accident, what will it become?

Therefore, she had to train her pain tolerance and try not to use painkiller cards as a last resort.

Qin Jiuniang gasped in pain, and in the face of Chu Jingyun's inquiry, she waved her hand and said, "Don't talk yet, let me slow down." ”

There was a cry in his voice.

Tears poured out from between her fingers.

His lips were still white, and his body was trembling slightly, which showed that it was indeed in severe pain.

…… It hurts like this, and the eyeballs don't be blown out.

Chu Jingyun could not speak, but he couldn't watch Qin Jiuniang in pain.

He handed the food box he was carrying in his hand to Xing'er, stepped forward and grabbed Qin Jiuniang's hand and moved away: "Don't move, let me see your eyes...... Keep your eyes open. ”

There was a determination in his voice that could not be struggled.

Qin Jiuniang didn't have the strength to struggle.

She was so painful now that she didn't even have the strength to speak, Chu Jingyun asked her to open her eyes, and she opened her eyes.

A cold wind took the opportunity to burrow into her eyes, enveloping the eyeballs that she had just suffered a heavy blow.

The pain intensified, and the tears flowed more fiercely, like a flood that had been released, unstoppable.

Chu Jingyun almost drowned in her tears.

幸亏他常年在战场上面厮杀，别的病他看不了，但是伤病他还是非常有经验的。

He stared at Qin Jiuniang's injured eye for a long time, and then compared it with the intact eye next to him.

After confirming that Qin Jiuniang's eyes were not a little red, there was nothing unusual, not even a scrape at the corner of the eye, Chu Jingyun couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

The results he had observed now were the same as the descriptions of Apricot and the child just now, and it was indeed just a small collision.

…… It's just a small collision, and it doesn't hurt the roots, how can it hurt like this?

Could it be that this noble daughter of the Qin family is made of tofu, and it will break when you touch it?

Chu Jingyun muttered in his heart, his eyes fell on Qin Jiuniang's eyes, looking at the strings of tears falling down, he pursed his lips, and then raised his hand and covered Qin Jiuniang's eyes.

Qin Jiuniang: "......"

She was suspicious: "What are you doing?" ”

A man's deep voice sounded above his head: "When I was a child, I was riding a horse, and I fell off the horse's back and hit my eye, and my father covered my eyes like this, and he said that it wouldn't hurt if he covered it." ”

Qin Jiuniang: "......"

…… What a strange cure for covering your ears and stealing the bell!

Also, when I heard this, it was an adult coaxing a child, is the prince coaxing her as a child?

Qin Jiuniang twitched, powerless to refute Chu Jingyun's words.

But she didn't take the hand that was covering her eyes away.

The man's palms have a warmth that is not available this winter, like a hot towel, but it is a little rough, which is probably the reason for the perennial dancing and sticking, grinding out calluses.

Qin Jiuniang has never been on the battlefield, and she doesn't know what the real battlefield looks like.

But she has seen it in film and television works before, swords and swords rain, blood flowed like a river, and stumps and arms were broken...... Cruel and tragic, life and death are often a matter of moments.

There is not much ink about Chu Jingyun in the original book, and it is only mentioned in one stroke, only when writing about the illness of Zhongyong Hou, Chu Jingyun, who is his son, appeared once, using summary pen and ink: God of War, General Changsheng, Dinghai Divine Needle at the border pass.

It's easy to say, however, Qin Jiuniang knows that any of these honors are earned by him by licking blood on the tip of the knife several times.

Otherwise, he would not have lost his sense of taste and smell because of his injury.

…… He has also taken the medicinal diet for so many days, and he doesn't know if his sense of smell and taste has recovered.

秦九娘心中才这样想，就听头顶上面那个声音又说道：“你送给母亲的那瓶果子酒，我喝过了，味道还不错，蜜桃味很浓，就是太甜了些。 ”

Qin Jiuniang was stunned for a moment, she could taste the peach flavor was very strong, was he already good?

"Thank you."

The voice rang out again, this time with words of thanks.

I didn't say anything thanks, but we both knew it in our hearts.

Qin Jiuniang was silent for a moment, and then responded: "You're welcome." ”

"You...... Why help me? ”

“因为你是守卫边关的将士啊， 没有你们这些人抛头颅撒热血，就没有我们这些关内人士的安稳生活。”

“…… Is that why? ”

"That's right."

“…… For no other reason? ”

I don't know if it's an illusion, Qin Jiuniang vaguely felt that there seemed to be some kind of expectation in the other party's voice.

这种期待令她脱口而出道：“不然还能因为什么啊。 ”

The voice above his head did not sound again.

Qin Jiuniang didn't speak again.

Probably because his attention was distracted, or Chu Jingyun's strange therapy of covering his ears and stealing the bell, there really was some strange magic.

The two answered one-on-one, and Qin Jiuniang felt that her eyes didn't hurt so much.

She gently tapped the back of Chu Jingyun's hand with her fingers: "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore." ”

The hand covering her eyes did not move away immediately, but took it away after a while.

Just a bunch of fireworks burst into the sky, and the dark night was illuminated in the brilliant sky.

Qin Jiuniang blinked her eyes a few times, and then she got used to it, looked up and looked at a pair of deep and dark eyes.

At this time, those eyes were also looking at her, and the moment the eyes of the two met, Qin Jiuniang obviously felt the loss in the other party's eyes.

…… 好好的，怎么突然有这种情绪？

Moreover, the prince of the world, who has a sense of loss in his eyes, looks aggrieved, like a poor child who has been thrown away by adults.

…… Wait, how did she get this weird feeling? This is the famous god of war! She must have been dazzled by the mistake!

Qin Jiuniang hurriedly blinked her eyes a few times, and then fixed her eyes.

Sure enough, the poor child who was wronged was gone, and the prince standing in front of her had a fierce expression, revealing a chilling sense of solemnity.

That's right, this is the normal appearance that the prince should have.

Qin Jiuniang stroked her chest and breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment her palm fell, a food box was handed over.

"What is this?" 她好奇地问道。

Chu Jingyun said with a cold face: "Hou Li's dim sum has been prepared too much, no one eats it, and it is wasted, so my mother asked me to bring it over for you to taste." ”

Qin Jiuniang: "......"

She looked at the box full of delicately shaped pastries that exuded a familiar hometown atmosphere, and the word "thank you" stuck in her throat couldn't get out.

…… Throw away the waste.

Tsk, listen to what the prince said.

Is it so hard to admit that this was deliberately brought to her?

Qin Jiuniang was speechless.

Chu Jingyun threw down these words, he turned his head and left.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, stopped and asked, "Who are you really going to see tomorrow?" ”