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Wuya Pavilion, side room.

Su Huayi's eyes were slightly opened, filled with pulsing water, as she stared at Zhao Wujiang, who was taking her pulse.

This handsome face was now frowning with a worried expression.

The corner of Su Huayi's mouth curled up into a soft smile. This man, who was always as gentle as jade, was worried about her.

"I am no longer a saint, Zhao Wujiang." Su Huayi said softly.

Zhao Wujiang was slightly startled and smiled gently:

"I see."

Su Huayi must have come all the way to Kyoto to find him. He naturally understands this affection, and at the same time, he also understands that it is the hardest to accept the kindness of a beautiful woman.

"Why do you understand everything..." Su Huayi recalled the scene in Wangbei Inn where Zhao Wujiang expressed his strong words after understanding, and the two of them fell in love with each other.

Zhao Wujiang smiled warmly:

"But please stop talking now. Your clothes are stained with blood. I want to check your injuries..."

"Hmm." Su Huayi hummed, her pretty face blushing, and Zhao Wujiang began to pick up the buttons of her white clothes.

Zhao Wujiang took off his white clothes and saw a piece of blood that had not yet dried on the lower left side of the pink and white lotus bellyband. He frowned and opened the hem of the bellyband and saw a shocking wound on the white and tender skin.

"Who hurt you?" Zhao Wujiang asked lightly, but Su Huayi could feel Zhao Wujiang's hidden anger, and she shook her head slowly:

"If you don't blame them and don't hurt me, I won't be able to leave the Hehuan Sect...

I won’t be able to see you..."

Zhao Wujiang took out the medicine bottle. He had all the first-aid medicines he usually kept.

He first wiped the wound with a wet towel, and then applied the powder of the golden sore medicine.

Su Huayi's face turned pale in pain, her eyebrows furrowed, her peach blossom eyes filled with water, but she didn't say a word, just stared at Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang took off Su Huayi's white skirt completely, leaving the woman in front of him with her bellyband and panties. He found that Su Huayi had several sword wounds on his legs, so he began to wipe the wounds and apply powder.

Su Huayi's moist lips slightly curved in pain, her nose was slightly wrinkled, her peach blossom eyes were swaying with pulses, her black hair was draped like a waterfall, her slender hands hooked Zhao Wujiang's neck, pulling him close, her charming eyes were like

Silk, breathing out like orchid:

"Zhao Wujiang, can I be by your side?"

"We have already entered the body, how can we just be by our side?" Zhao Wujiang and Su Huayi's noses touched, and they breathed each other. He raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"I'll give you medicine first so you can rest and recuperate."

"How about... let's cure the poison of love first..." Su Huayi's eyes were full of spring water, staring at Zhao Wujiang infatuatedly.

If Hua Ruyu and Gu Nanyuan were not outside the door, I would definitely detoxify you first and execute you on the spot...Zhao Wujiang was hot-tempered in the face of teasing, but he practiced the indestructible power of the Vajra.

The perception is extremely sharp.

He had already noticed that Hua Ruyu and Gu Nanyuan's auras were outside the door, and he might even be leaning over to eavesdrop.

Zhao Wujiang tilted his head slightly and kissed Su Huayi's moist lips. In an instant, he received a strong response from Su Huayi, and the two of them tasted each other's taste.

"Uh huh..."

After a few breaths, Zhao Wujiang and Su Huayi parted their lips. Su Huayi's face was pale and tinged with a charming red. She was both pitiful and pitiful, yet so charming that people wanted to hold her in her arms.

"You are now weak and your first priority is to recuperate..." Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice.

Su Huayi bit her red lips tightly, with anger:

"I...okay..."

Zhao Wujiang carried the medicine bottle, covered Su Huayi with a quilt, stood up and left under Su Huayi's reluctant eyes.

He pushed open the door, and outside the door Hua Ruyu, dressed in red like fire, stood up straight and frantically arranged her hair. Gu Nanyuan stared at him with a resentful look and pursed her red lips, without speaking.

Hua Ruyu was indeed eavesdropping... Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly:

"The injury is a bit serious and I will need to apply medicine in a few hours."

"Um...oh...Wujiang, is she...?" Hua Ruyu nodded seriously and asked.

"I met him in the martial arts world, a friend." Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers, now the situation was getting more and more anxious.

As the saying goes, three women make a show, but now, there are really three women in Wuya Pavilion. Two of them have an ambiguous relationship with him, and all three of them covet him.

Hua Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief when she got the answer.

Gu Nanyuan pouted and looked at Zhao Wujiang.

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Noon.

After lunch, Zhao Wujiang prepared bowls, chopsticks and food, and sent them to Su Huayi's room under the watchful eyes of Gu Nanyuan and Hua Ruyu.

After closing the door, he breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Gu Nanyuan kept looking at him with obedient but resentful eyes, but Hua Ruyu was also there, which he couldn't explain.

"Let's eat." Zhao Wujiang put the food on the bedside table and helped Su Huayi up.

Su Huayi leaned in Zhao Wujiang's arms, looking delicate and fragile. With a soft and charming voice, she kissed Zhao Wujiang's chin:

"I don't want to eat first, I want to eat you first, is that okay?"

"Huayi, are you serious?" Zhao Wujiang pinched Su Huayi's chin, and Su Huayi exhaled like blue, waiting for his kiss.

Seeing that Zhao Wujiang hadn't moved yet, Su Huayi's big hand reached under Zhao Wujiang and said coquettishly:

"I have rested enough for two hours...
Chapter completed!