"Ye'er...Ye'er...I feel so much pain, I feel so much pain, I feel so much pain...I have a headache, leg pain, waist pain, hand pain, face pain, butt pain...my whole body hurts..."
Yeluxie clung to Zhong Qingye like an octopus, with his hands and feet all on Zhong Qingye, almost as if he was hanging on Zhong Qingye, his eyes closed and his mouth wide open, chirping.
screamed desperately.
When he shouted the thirty-second sentence "Pain", the nerve called "reason" in Zhong Qingye's brain made a soft click and was completely broken.
"Yeluxie, please stop it!" Zhong Qingye jumped up from the bed, picked up a certain shameless emperor and threw him onto the bed. Yeluxie let out a scream that scared the sparrow to death and the nightingale to death.
With a big bang, he fell hard on the bed.
Zhong Qingye stood in front of the bed with his hands on his hips, breathing hard, his eyes almost bursting with fire, staring at the person pretending to be dead on the bed, with an expression that would scare even a ghost to death.
The door creaked, and Zhong Qingye turned his head, walking in quickly with Xing Hefeng's expression of relief on his face.
"How is that girl?" Zhong Qingye asked before they could speak.
Xing smiled slightly, but the expression on his face could not hide the worried look: "Thanks to your knife, the princess is emotionally unstable now and should take a good rest. Don't worry, she has fallen asleep."
"Hmm..." Yeluxie let out a subtle groan, which sounded frighteningly in the silent palace. The three of them turned their eyes to him at the same time, and Zhong Qingye suddenly reached out and patted his head.
Damn it, I was so angry with this guy that I forgot about the fact that he was still injured.
Yelu Xie's gorgeous purple-blue robe was slowly covered with red water stains. Zhong Qingye threw him mercilessly and the wound that had finally stopped bleeding burst open again. Zhong Qingye touched the blood stains
The speed of diffusion made him frown slightly.
"Okay, you should have something to deal with. You go ahead, Feng, and bring me the medical kit." Zhong Qingye walked to the bed, squatted down and stretched out his hand to hold the bleeding spot of Yeluxie while shaking his head.
asked without replying.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, then frowned and said: "The emperor's wound is very big, are you sure you can..."
"There's so much nonsense, why don't you go quickly!" Zhong Qingye was in a very unhappy mood, and he spoke in a blasphemous tone.
Xing and Feng looked at each other. The situation was unclear now. They didn't dare to ask the imperial doctor to check Yeluxie's wound. If those ambitious people outside knew about the emperor's injury, what would happen if they didn't do it well. But
Xing and Feng were really not good at medical bandaging. For the current plan, they had to let Zhong Qingye try it first.
I hope this princess can be as arrogant and domineering as her tone.
Xing Hefeng made up his mind and walked out quickly. Zhong Qingye reached out to hold Yeluxie's waist wound, but at the same time he discovered that his bleeding location was not just here, but almost everywhere on his chest, shoulders, waist, back, and legs.
There were bleeding spots and a lot of bleeding.
Zhong Qingye frowned, and while turning Yeluxie's body over, he secretly prayed that this guy wouldn't die too early.
Yelu Xie was originally lying on the bed. As soon as he straightened his body, Zhong Qingye raised his eyebrows in sudden realization. No wonder he was relieved after throwing him. It turned out that he was resting. This injury should be caused by excessive blood loss.
.
Zhong Qingye leaned his limp body on the soft quilt, took off the dagger, cut all the cumbersome clothing on his upper body and threw it aside, while thinking about how to deal with excessive blood loss in ancient times? Is it possible that he had to drink pigs every day?
Blood soup?
Half of the clothes were taken off, and the wind came back. Seeing Zhong Qingye's movements, he was stunned for a moment, and then he quickly understood. His face turned slightly red, probably because he remembered that Zhong Qingye was a girl, so he rushed over and said: "Princess
…It’s up to me to do it.”
"What are you talking about? If you have time, why not cut the gauze quickly, piece by piece, not too long, try to be as wide as possible. Your master's wound seems to be very big." Zhong Qingye moved quickly, with a serious expression on his face.
And calm, not at all embarrassed as Feng imagined.
Feng was stunned again, and hurriedly followed her words. In the huge palace, there could only be the hissing sound of fabric being torn apart. The palace maids and guards who were originally serving them had already been kicked out. The inner door of Qiong Yao Palace was closed tightly, and the long flaming candles were lit.
The flames were high and dense, illuminating the room brightly.
With three strokes, five divided by two, Zhong Qingye removed all the clothing around the wound, revealing the man's strong and white chest, which was thin but not weak. The snow-white skin glowed faintly under the firelight, and the iron-like muscles were tight and graceful.
, full of explosive power like a wild leopard.
Zhong Qingye was stunned for a moment, then felt relieved. She had long felt that the guy in front of her was more than just what he appeared to be. This body of muscles only confirmed her previous guesses.
After most of the clothes on his upper body were removed, Zhong Qingye's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at the lean body in front of him in disbelief. The surprise on his face was almost obvious.
Of course she couldn't be so surprised because of Yeluxie's half-naked body. It was just... this guy!
Yeluxie is not that kind of strong man. He is slender and tall. When he puts on clothes, he even looks a bit frail as a scholar. But once he takes off his clothes, his figure definitely doesn't look like a scholar.
Looking at it from Zhong Qingye's professional perspective, every muscle on his body was in perfect place. The muscles were tight and slender, and extremely explosive. They were even somewhat similar to her and Qi Mo. How could this be a person who was greedy for pleasure and addicted to food?
What kind of body can a drunkard have?
Yeluxie's skin is very white, the color of ivory, with circles of halo under the candlelight. It is as delicate and beautiful as beautiful porcelain. This skin is enough to make the best male model in modern times use all kinds of precious skin care products.
Shame to death.
But... such a perfect body, actually... unexpectedly!
Long, ferocious, pink scars, one after another, row by row, criss-crossed, all over his body, many scars even bulged, criss-crossing this white jade-like body, indescribable.
Fierce, unspeakably cruel, and indescribably miserable.
Zhong Qingye was stunned to see the number of scars on his body that was even more exaggerated than his original body, and uncontrollably reached out to cover his mouth.
How many times does it take to be injured to have scars all over your body...
How many times of pain does it take to have such a perfect body...
In my memory, this man always wore a purple-blue robe that was so gaudy that it made people have black lines all over his head. Big and bright colorful flowers surrounded by flying butterflies decorated his robe. When he moved slightly, the butterflies seemed to flutter.
It's like flying out.
In memory, this man always had a bright smile that made his eyes dizzy, and his laughter was as clear and sweet as a bell. He was waving around him, like the sun was shining all over the ground. His voice was also the same, sweet and lively, as if full of energy.
The child of hope.
With a charming body and charming eyes, this man has an evil face that makes the world eclipse him. With a slight smile, he can easily capture all the eyes of the world.
Yes, he is such a man. Zhong Qingye has always felt that as long as he gently bends his eyes, even the sunlight will be sucked into his pupils.
Such a man!
Such a charming man!
Yeluxie is so arrogant and wanton!
How is it possible...how can I have such scars?!
Yes, he is a man like Manzhushahua, unparalleled in his beauty, as beautiful as poison, and every move he makes is as charming as fire.
But, how could Zhong Qingye forget it?
Flowers that bloom too brightly are a sign of imminent decline...
How could she forget?
"Princess? Princess!...Princess!!..."
Zhong Qingye suddenly came back to his senses, but saw Feng calling her urgently from the side, with a clear look of panic on his face. Seeing Zhong Qingye looking at him, he breathed a sigh of relief and said: "What's wrong with you? Is that right?
…”
His eyes unconsciously glanced at the naked half of Yeluxie's body. His eyes darkened without warning, and his voice immediately became unclear: "Did...the emperor scare you?"
Zhong Qingye was stunned and shook his head instinctively: "No, I'm just a little surprised."
She took a breath, calmed down, and began to deal with Yeluxie's clothes that were solidified by blood and almost glued to the wound. Her technique was cautious and skillful, without any hint of forbearance or shrinkage.
In the past in the Military Intelligence Department, she had never seen anything worse than this. She even witnessed a living person being contaminated by poisonous gas and being corroded bit by bit. The person was still alive, but a large number of white blood crawled out of his chest.
Compared to those miserable maggots, what does this scar mean to her?
However, it was unimaginable that this handsome man would have scars all over his body.
Just surprised.
...Well, that's it.
Zhong Qingye dealt with the wound quickly, her technique was very neat, and Yeluxie hardly felt any pain when he was unconscious.
"How did you get these scars?" she asked casually.
He didn't hear Feng's answer for a long time, and Zhong Qingye didn't ask any more questions. The only thing that lingered in his ears was the hissing sound from time to time, which was Zhong Qingye's bloody clothes peeling off Yeluxie's body.
For a long time, Zhong Qingye broke out in sweat and almost forgot about this question, when Feng suddenly spoke.
"If you want to know, just ask the emperor yourself."
This chapter has three thousand words, and there will be another chapter at eight o'clock