Nie Junheng opened the fire fold and lit the candle on the candlestick.

The dark room was instantly lit up.

Ling Xue was still clutching her neck, coughing painfully on the couch half-bent over.

Nie Junheng walked forward quickly and helped the person to sit up carefully, and his always calm temperament seemed extremely helpless at the moment.

"Sister, how are you?"

A fishy sweetness welled up in her throat, and Ling Xue swallowed it forcibly.

"I'm fine......" he said, his voice hoarse. Ling Xue's eyes were red, and she turned her face sideways to avoid his gaze, not letting him see the clues.

Nie Junheng stared at her with lowered eyes, his black hair falling to the side of her face.

Then, a large hand held her face and gently straightened her.

Ling Xue was forced to look at him squarely, Fang Cai's suffocation made her eyes still red, and the violent cough made her cry.

Nie Junheng looked at her, there seemed to be a dark cloud between his eyebrows, and a pair of different pupils were deep and boundless, as if the abyss was bottomless.

Ling Xue said: "I'm sorry to scare you, Fang Cai, I shouldn't have come in without permission......"

"It's just that I saw that you didn't respond, and I was worried about your injury, so I ......"

"Don't talk." Nie Junheng raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then, pinching her chin, slowly lifted her face. Z.

When he saw the shocking red mark on her neck, Nie Junheng couldn't calm down anymore.

He took a few deep breaths, his fingers trembling to smooth the bruise, but he was afraid of hurting her, so he finally withdrew his hand.

The murderous intent that arose in that moment made him almost kill her by mistake......

"Does it hurt?" He suppressed his emotions and asked her, and an indescribable distress and remorse welled up from the bottom of his heart, rushing to his throat, almost making him speechless.

Ling Xue just smiled and said, "It doesn't hurt." She joked, "But if you push a little harder, I won't see the sun tomorrow." ”

Although it was a joke, it made Nie Junheng's heart tighten and he felt scared for a while.

He didn't dare to think about the consequences, he didn't dare to think about them at all......

Without waiting for Nie Junheng to speak, Ling Xue took out a box of plasters from her arms and said, "I heard that your hand is injured, if you don't take the medicine well, the wound will suppurate." ”

"That's what you're coming to me for?"

"What if it weren't?" Ling Xue sat up straight and said to Nie Junheng: "Although I am very angry at you for moving out of the mansion, but one yard is one yard, and your injuries must not be sloppy." ”

Nie Junheng said: "It's just a small injury. ”

"Knife wounds are not sloppy! Show me. As she spoke, Ling Xue grabbed his hand and carefully stretched his palm apart.

The wound was bandaged haphazardly, apparently without prior hemostatic medication, and the gauze had long been soaked in blood.

Ling Xue frowned, very annoyed in her heart.

She shouldn't have been angry with him, she should have given him medicine to stop the bleeding earlier.

The gauze was dismantled layer by layer, and a shocking wound soon came into view.

Ling Xue said: "It is also said that it is a small injury, if the wound is deeper, you will see the bones." ”

"The wound is not medicated, what if it suppurates."

"If your hands are useless, how will you lift your sword in the future, and how will you be your general/army?"

"Look, the wounds are all black, and the knife is obviously poisonous!"

Saying that, she was fortunate to breathe a sigh of relief: "Fortunately, it was found in time and not very toxic, otherwise the consequences would be really unimaginable." ”

Seeing that Nie Junheng didn't speak, Ling Xue raised her eyes and glanced at him, seeing that he was just staring at himself from beginning to end, not caring about the injury on his hand at all.

Ling Xue said: "What do you want to see me?" Look at the wounds on your hands. ”

Nie Junheng said: "With my sister here, my hands will not be wasted." ”

Ling Xue said: "What if I'm not here in the future? You're moving out, you're getting hurt, who's going to treat you? ”

"But I don't need to worry about it, it's a big deal that you can hire another doctor. You've grown up, and you can't listen to me for everything......"

Nie Junheng hooked his lips and didn't speak, just looked at Ling Xue for a moment.

Ling Xue didn't bother with him anymore.

She used a towel to absorb water, carefully cleaned the blood from his wound, and then poured the medicine powder she carried with her on his wound to disinfect and stop the bleeding.

She hung her head in a focused expression, her white fingers caressing lightly over the palm of his hand.

The candlestick was as bright as a bean, and under the lamp was her side face with low eyelashes and gentle water.

"Does it hurt?" Ling Xue occasionally raised her eyes and asked him.

"It doesn't hurt."

Even if he said that it didn't hurt, Ling Xue would still lean down and blow gently on his wound when he applied medicine to his wound to relieve his pain.

Under the candlelight, she was as green as a waterfall, and she did not wear any hair ornaments on her head, but her whole person was as pure and pure as moonlight.

The moment he lowered his head, a wisp of green silk hung lightly in his palm, soft and smooth.

At this moment, Nie Junheng felt that the gentleness of the original woman could be seen and touched.

For example, a strand of hair that falls down at the moment......

He stared at her, as if enchanted, and slowly raised his hand, and couldn't help but caress her face.

But just as he was about to touch her, he was suddenly interrupted by her voice.

"Alright."

After the wound was bandaged, Ling Xue sat up straight.

Nie Junheng paused slightly, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

Ling Xue cleaned up all the things on the couch and bent down to smooth out his messy bedding.

"I'll give you medicine tomorrow, and you can rest well tonight."

With that, she stood up and was about to leave.

"Sister." Nie Junheng caught her wrist in time.

Ling Xue turned to look at him and said, "What's wrong?" ”

"Isn't my sister angry?"

Ling Xue sat down again when she heard this, her expression obviously a little lost.

She said to Nie Junheng: "Of course you are angry, but what's the use of being angry, you are now a general/army of Zhenguo, and you should have a mansion of your own." You're right, sooner or later, you'll have to separate from us. ”

"After all, you still have to marry a wife and have children, and there is still a long way to go, and my sister can't influence your decision......"

"Sister."

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by Nie Junheng's voice.

"What's wrong?" She asked.

"In the future, is my sister willing to live with me in the general/military mansion?"

"What?"

"I want my sister to live with me in the general/military mansion." Nie Junheng repeated it again.

Ling Xue smiled: "How can this work, this is my home, how can I go to live with you in the General/Military Mansion." ”

Nie Junheng said: "Sister will marry sooner or later, won't she?" ”

Ling Xue said: "But even if you get married, you should live with my husband, how can there be any reason to live in the general/military mansion." ”

Nie Junheng stared at her with burning eyes, his fingers picked up a strand of hair from her sideburns, and gently brushed it behind her ear, his voice was low, inexplicably a little seductive.

"Why can't my sister's husband be me?"

Ling Xue was stunned for a long time when she said this, and she didn't react for a long time, until Nie Junheng threw out the words that shocked her again.

"Sister doesn't seem to take my words to heart." He leaned over, tilted his head slightly, approached her ear, and said in a low voice, "Sister, I'm no longer a three-year-old child. I can give my sister whatever she wants. ”

In an instant, Ling Xue felt that her whole body was numb, and an indescribable emotion grew wildly in her heart, making her almost unable to breathe.

"You...... You're really crazy......" Ling Xue subconsciously pushed him away, standing up and wanting to escape.

Unexpectedly, a pair of arms suddenly wrapped around her waist and hugged her tightly.

The sturdy body behind him is as unshakable as a copper wall and iron bones.

"Sister really doesn't have me in her heart?"

In his ears, his breath was heavy and scorching, as if it were about to melt her.

"But I have a sister in my heart, and I am also in my dreams."