He hugged Luo Ling in his arms and didn't say anything for a long time. He hugged each other for a long time. When Yuwen Haoyu finally believed that Luo Ling was really back, he found out when he let her go.
Luo Ling was already asleep.
Yuwen Haoyu was a little amused, but he couldn't bear to bother her, so he picked her up carefully and walked onto the soft couch.
Tucked the corner of the quilt for her, Yuwen Haoyu sat next to the soft couch, staring at the unprepared sleeping face with deep eyes, but he chuckled again. He put Luo Ling's hand in the palm of his palm, and then
Put it on your cheek and feel the real temperature...
However, this temperature is not room temperature now.
Yuwen Haoyu, who realized this, immediately reached out to touch Tan Luo Ling's forehead. The touch was hot. He immediately stood up and said to the Black Panther outside the camp: "Transfer to the military doctor! Hurry!"
"Yes, the emperor."
The Black Panther, who was quietly guarding outside the camp, was startled by Yuwen Haoyu's sudden summons, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly ran to find a military doctor.
Yuwen Haoyu returned to the soft couch and looked at Luo Ling's face frowning slightly in his sleep. He couldn't help but stretch out his hand and slowly brushed away the frowning brows. Then he gave a gentle kiss on it. Luo Ling
When she was sleeping and restless, Yuwen Haoyu realized that her clothes and hair were wet, and the armor she put on her was extremely hard. No wonder she felt uncomfortable, so she walked out and asked someone to get a bucket of hot water.
He carried it in, then returned to the soft couch and began to help Luo Ling take off his armor.
Such a weak body, but she was wearing such a hard armor, which was too disproportionate. He didn't know why Luo Ling appeared here and why she was wearing armor. At this moment, he couldn't care so much, and he only thought about it in his heart.
I thought that as long as she came back, it would be fine if she wanted her to be fine.
The movements on his hands suddenly stopped, Yuwen Haoyu stared at Luo Ling's waist, the piece of clothes stained with blood, and his face suddenly became extremely ugly. That place, that night, he personally turned the coldness in his hands.
The sword stabbed into the place where it went.
Maybe it hurts the wound, maybe it’s a fever, maybe it’s because of wet body, Luo Ling is sleeping badly, her brows are depressed, and she wants to turn over from time to time, but she frowned suddenly. Yuwen Haoyu knew that she was the wound she was touching.
, it hurts.
"Ling'er, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."
Yuwen Haoyu looked at the frosty cheeks with heartache, feeling distressed for a moment.
Soon, a bathtub filled with hot water was carried into the tent. Yuwen Haoyu said to the Black Panther who was guarding outside the tent: "No one is allowed to come in and disturb me without my order."
"Yes, the emperor." Black Panther received the order, naturally performed her duties conscientiously, standing at the door of the tent without moving, looking like she could not shake anyone.
Yuwen Haoyu walked to the soft couch and took off Luo Ling's coat. However, he saw that the wound was still vaguely bleeding and could not be put directly in the bathtub to take a bath. So he got up and took a towel, soaked hot water, and started to help Luo Ling.
Slowly wipe your body...
When Luo Ling was obedient and finally stopped frowning, Yuwen Haoyu's forehead was covered with fine sweat. He was very careful, afraid that he would involve her wound. He finally waited
When she finished wiping her, she found that there was no clean woman's clothes for her to change, so she had to take out a piece of her own midi to put on her.