Song Tinglan looked at Xiao Mingyu's wound, and he really couldn't do it.

In case she accidentally stabbed him, will Xiao Mingyu trouble her in the future?

"What about Confucianism? I'm going to call him to help! ”

"He's not here." Xiao Mingyu interrupted her retreat, "Hurry up, I can't hold it anymore." ”

Song Tinglan found that Xiao Mingyu's face was getting whiter and paler, gritted his teeth and stepped forward, forcibly endured the physical discomfort, and ripped off the carrion little by little.

The process is painful and lengthy.

Song Tinglan was very nervous, and the hand holding the dagger trembled lightly at first.

As if to relieve her tension, Xiao Mingyu suddenly spoke.

"The rebellion was done by the concubines around King Pingnan.

The exploding cages, all of them were hers.

Even the poison on King Pingnan's body was specially inflicted on King Pingnan by the concubine before he entered the city. ”

Song Tinglan was slightly surprised, but the movements in his hands did not stop.

"Whose person is that concubine?"

"Before it was found, the concubine, the princess, and the people who served all died on the spot.

The little concubine was close to King Pingnan two years ago, and she was deeply liked by King Pingnan, and she was constantly favored, so she specially brought Shangjing, but she didn't expect this to happen. ”

In his previous life, Song Tinglan was worried about Zhang Qingge's injury at this time, and he didn't care about it at all.

I just know that in the end, King Pingnan was executed, and King Ming entered Beijing.

By the way, King Ming was recalled to Shangjing by the Holy Lord after this incident, is it related to this matter?

There was a slight pause in Song Tinglan's movements, and Xiao Mingyu instantly gasped and clenched his fists.

"What do you remember again?"

"I remember that in the dream, King Pingnan was executed, and King Ming entered Beijing."

Xiao Mingyu didn't speak again, and was silent for a while.

At this time, Song Tinglan had already stripped off all the carrion, sprinkled it with medicinal powder, and bandaged it, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

After doing all this, Song Tinglan was already sweating profusely.

And in this process, Xiao Mingyu didn't make a sound.

Only the frowning brow, and the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, could prove that he could feel the pain.

Song Tinglan didn't dare to imagine how much she had to suffer to endure all these pains?

As far as she knew, Xiao Mingyu lived in the Guogong Mansion except for a few years when he was young, so how could he suffer too much?

Song Tinglan stood up suspiciously, but because he had squatted for too long, his legs were sore and numb, and his body couldn't stand for a while and fell directly on the bed.

At this time, Xiao Mingyu was closing his eyes, and as soon as he breathed a sigh of relief, he was pressed on the bed by Song Tinglan.

"Hmmm......"

Xiao Mingyu let out a muffled snort and opened his eyes suddenly.

The eyes are facing each other.

The deep eyes are like a mist, and like a whirlpool, unconsciously rolling people into it.

Song Tinglan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly got up, but because her legs were like thousands of ants crawling, she couldn't support her body at all, and fell down again.

"Hmmm......"

Xiao Mingyu snorted again.

"You ......"

He gasped.

"Sister-in-law...... I know you...... I'm pleased, but now is not the time to throw myself into arms. ”

Song Tinglan wanted to cry without tears, and hurriedly refuted and explained.

"Whoever is pleased with you, I just have a numb leg."

After she finished speaking, she looked up, but found that Xiao Mingyu had closed her eyes, obviously not hearing Song Tinglan's words.

Fortunately, the soreness and numbness in his legs had improved a lot, and Song Tinglan hurriedly got up to check on Xiao Mingyu's situation.

After checking it out, he found that Xiao Mingyu just fainted in pain, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

Song Tinglan sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Xiao Mingyu's frowning brows, and gently covered him with a quilt.

Xiao Mingyu's wounds have festered so far, and he has not returned to his yard, presumably because his identity is dangerous now, and he is hiding from some assassination.

After all, as the commander of the Pacification Division, he usually made countless enemies.

Now because he saved the saint and won the trust of the saint, even Yao Qingze, the Fusi of Beizhen, was suppressed by him.

Now he can be said to be the first person in the Pacification Division.

When you first ascend to a high position, you will inevitably attract jealousy, and you must have not recuperated from your injuries during this time!

Song Tinglan touched his forehead.

It's hot under his hands.

She dipped a towel in cold water and put it on his forehead, and then went out and told Tianxing: "You go to the house doctor, say that I have been tired recently, I am unwell, and I have a high fever, and let him prescribe some medicine to reduce fever." ”

Sweet Apricot nodded immediately when she heard this, and hurriedly went.

And Song Tinglan closed the door again, took off the towel on Xiao Mingyu's forehead and changed it again.

Xiao Mingyu's burning was menacing, Song Tinglan changed several towels in a row, and the water in the basin was changed again and again, but it didn't improve.

Fortunately, Tian Xing brought the decoction over.

She knocked on the door.

"Miss, the medicine is ready, can the slave bring it to you?"

Song Tinglan hurriedly got up, opened the door and took the medicine bowl, and instructed Tianxing to guard the door, and then closed the door and went in.

However, Xiao Mingyu was in a coma, and he couldn't feed him any medicine.

Song Tinglan exhausted all methods, he just didn't open his mouth, watching time pass little by little, Song Tinglan looked at Xiao Mingyu's tightly closed lips.

"Do you really have to be mouth-to-mouth to feed the medicine as it says in the book?"

Song Tinglan muttered in a low voice, but saw Xiao Mingyu, who had originally closed his mouth, suddenly opened his mouth.

Without any hesitation, Song Tinglan immediately sent the medicine to Xiao Mingyu's mouth.

Seeing that the bowl of medicine was drunk, Song Tinglan breathed a sigh of relief and muttered in a low voice.

"Who wants to feed you mouth-to-mouth? Scare the hell out of you! Hum! ”

"Smack-"

With a cold snort, the medicine bowl was placed vigorously on the table.

And Song Tinglan also turned his head and stopped caring about him.

As Song Tinglan's side, Tian Xing knew that there might be other people in Song Tinglan's room.

Yes, she was smart and guarded the door wholeheartedly, and even the dinner knocked on the door and put it by the door.

On the second day, a few birds landed on the eaves of the window, chirping non-stop, waking up Xiao Mingyu who had closed his eyes on the bed.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to feel that his eyes were clear and his body was relaxed.

Even the pain in the wound has been reduced a lot.

His hand moved slightly, and just as he was about to get up, his hand touched a soft strand of hair.

Song Tinglan was lying on the edge of the bed at this time, sleeping soundly with her eyes closed, and the warm sunlight shone on her body, as if gilding her with a layer of golden light, and also allowed him to clearly see every tiny fluff on her face.

Xiao Mingyu couldn't help but gently touched her face.

It is delicate and smooth to the touch, which makes people want to stop.

Is a woman's face so soft?

Xiao Mingyu couldn't help but think of the picture in his dream.

Dream ......

Xiao Mingyu found that he only remembered part of the picture in the dream, but he couldn't remember all the specific feelings and touches.

But just the picture made Xiao Mingyu's blood gush and almost raised his head.

At the critical moment, he lowered his eyes and met Song Tinglan's eyes.

"What are you doing?"

Xiao Mingyu was startled, and the head he was about to raise fell back in an instant.

"Nothing."

Xiao Mingyu turned his head and replied sullenly.