This surprise was no small matter. I was so frightened that I threw away the cotton towel and ran over. I gently pushed Guihai and Yueming said: "Uncle, uncle, what's wrong with you? Wake up quickly..."

Guihai·Yue Mingsui slid his head to the other side as I pushed him, but he was still unconscious.

I instinctively jumped up and wanted to go find the imperial doctor, but I hesitated again when I thought of his words. Since ancient times, the struggle for the throne has been full of blood, and those involved in it will be dead if they are not careful. I don’t want anyone from him or Guihai Yunkai.

He became a victim, so he walked around the room a few times, then returned to the bedside and decided to wait and see if his injuries continued to worsen before calling for help, otherwise he would just wait and see.

Although Guihai Yueming's breathing was a little disordered, it was still stable. I reached out and took off the human skin mask on his face to see how his face looked, but I saw that his face was pale and white, his eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, his lips were pursed tightly, and

The face is firm and forbearing.

I couldn't help but feel moved in my heart when I saw this man. When he was awake, he always had a gentle smile on his face. But when he was unconscious, he was tough and resolute. It was like being drunk and only then can you see the true nature of a person. He gave the final impression of "soft on the outside and strong on the inside"

Perfect release.

"Uncle, uncle?" I called him a few times and he still didn't respond. I wanted to help him lie down and let him have a good sleep first, but I saw that he was still wearing a wet robe full of blood. Although it stands to reason that I

I really shouldn't help my brother-in-law change clothes, but it's really uncomfortable to see him like this, and it would be even worse if he catches a cold and worsens his injuries. After thinking about it again and again, I have to follow the emergency, and the identity of uncle and sister-in-law is just a cloud, so I made up my mind to pull him out.

The leader stripped him clean, but when he took off the last piece of boxer briefs, he couldn't take it off. He pulled the quilt over to cover his important parts, then put his hand under the quilt and groped to pull the underwear off, and then used the same method.

The method was to put on clean new underwear, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

His clothes were taken off, but his skin, which was as slender as the bright moon, was covered with a lot of dark, dirty blood, and exuded the unique stench of crocodile monsters. His face was like a crescent moon, and his eyelashes were like feather fans, and his sleeping face was beautiful.

It looks like a prince in a fairy tale, and it is really incompatible with the dirt.

I endured it again and again, but couldn't help it. I brought over a bucket of hot water, wrung out a wet towel and wiped him. He was not particularly strong and had no tangled muscles, but due to years of martial arts practice, his chest and abdominal muscles were clear, smooth and solid.

Full and extremely attractive.

After wiping away the dirt, his skin was clear and his body was toned, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, long legs and narrow hips, and his slender and well-proportioned body was called the golden ratio.

What impressed me most about him was his back. At first glance, I thought he was infinitely beautiful and graceful, so I wasn’t too surprised that he had such a good figure. After my eyes flashed with red hearts, I calmed down, covered him with a quilt, and dragged him over a chair.

Sitting on it and watching him in a daze.

It's not that I didn't want to sleep, on the contrary, I was so sleepy that I could hardly open my eyes. But I was afraid that his injury would worsen and I didn't discover the coughing of blood and suffocation in time, which would delay the opportunity for treatment, so I had to stand by and watch.

It was a quiet night, with only the sound of the river water lapping against the side of the boat, and the gentle singing of one wave after another, like a lullaby.

I yawned all the time, my eyelids were heavy, and I dozed off again and again. I had no choice but to pinch myself awake over and over again, causing my white skin to be covered with red fingerprints.

Time flows quietly like water. I don’t know how long it has passed. When I return to the sea, the moon shines, and my thick eyelashes tremble, as if I have dreamed of something terrible, and I suddenly open my eyes with a muffled groan.

At that time, I was looking at him with wide eyes, and we were startled when our eyes suddenly met.

I reacted first, jumped up and said happily: "Thank God, you finally woke up! Are you better or worse? Do you want me to call the imperial doctor to take a look?"

"Oh..." Guihai Yueming was a little dizzy from my series of questions. After a moment of silence, his eyes gradually cleared up and he muttered: "Did I pass out? No need to call the imperial doctor, I'm much better now."

He looked up at the still dark window and asked, "What time is it? How long have I been asleep?"

I followed his gaze and looked at the night sky outside the window. I shook my head even more blankly than he did, and said, "I don't know. Determining the time by looking at the skylight has always been my weakness. But you did sleep for a while."

Guihai Yueming asked strangely: "Then why didn't you sleep?"

"I dare not sleep." I rubbed my eyes, "You fainted like that. I don't know what the situation is. If your injury continues to worsen, I will keep an eye on you and find someone in time to call for help. Otherwise, the best opportunity for treatment will be delayed.

manage?"

"I'm sorry for making you worry." He looked apologetic and said softly: "So you just keep watching me sleep like this?"

"Yeah." I nodded, raised my arm that was red from pinching to show him, and said, "When you feel sleepy, just pinch yourself. It's quite effective."

A strange color flashed through his eyes, he frowned slightly and said, "Why do you pinch so hard?"

I shrugged nonchalantly, "No big deal, I've gone to see Duke Zhou a long time ago. You don't know how sleepy I am." Hearing that his voice was a little hoarse and not as gentle as usual, I walked to the table and poured a glass of cider.

He handed him the still warm tea in the radiator and said, "Are you thirsty? Drink a few sips of tea and go on to sleep. It's still hard to get off the boat at dawn, so rest more soon..."

"Thank you." He stood up to pick it up, and the brocade quilt slid down to reveal his smooth naked shoulders and arms. He instinctively retracted the quilt after being startled, his red lips slightly opened in surprise, and his handsome face turned red before he said a word.

I had long forgotten this incident, and was stunned when I saw this. My hands shook and half a cup of tea was poured on my insteps. My shoes were soaked in the river water, so I kept my feet bare after taking a shower. Although the tea was not

It's hot, but my skin is white and translucent and can easily leave marks, so it's still a lot of red.

Guihai Yueming was so frightened that he suddenly turned over and sat up, and asked nervously: "Are you burned?" The brocade quilt slid down with his movement, revealing his entire smooth and naked upper body.

"No...I'm fine, ah..." I instinctively bent down to wipe the water from my feet, but was dazzled by his suddenly exposed beautiful body. My center of gravity was unstable, and I bumped towards the edge of the bed.

"Be careful!" He naturally grabbed my arm and dragged me forward. As a result, although I avoided the edge of the bed, I threw myself into his arms.

"Yeah..." I grabbed his solid bare shoulders and arms in shock. My nose was filled with the fragrant fragrance of orchid. What happened to me was a pink dogwood, blooming on his chest as bright as the moonlight.

superior.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and the only sounds left in the room were the beeping sound of burning warm stones and the pounding of the heartbeat that seemed to be beating out of the chest.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to..." I jumped up as if on pins and needles, lowering my eyes and not daring to look at him, my long thick eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, "That...this...I, you...

..." I didn't know why I was so panicked. I cleared my throat and explained hurriedly: "Although I changed your clothes, but those... those shorts... I changed them with a quilt on my body. I didn't see anything. Really.

Really, I can swear..."

"No, I...believe you." His voice was soft, but it was different than usual. It seemed as if it was overflowing from his throat, and it was tingling straight into his heart.

"Well, if it were the other way around, I would believe you." I inhaled hard, trying to break the annoying atmosphere, and said with a pretentious smile: "Does this mean we are being conscientious?"

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~~~~(_)~~~~It’s not that I’m lazy and don’t update, I really can’t write it out, I feel stuck and want to vomit.

I’m going back to my husband’s house for the holidays tomorrow, so I won’t update anymore (actually because I’m afraid I won’t be able to write it out) and I’ll continue updating on the 2nd (I hope it won’t be so stuck).
Chapter completed!