While listening to the system's announcement, Jian Yao took out potions and bandages from her backpack and treated her wounds with a stiff face.
She usually doesn't get injured much, and she has no experience in treating wounds for others, so now she frowns with her beautiful brows and treats her own wounds with unfamiliar techniques.
Although Shan Nanxing had taught her how to treat wounds before, she didn't pay that much attention to the lesson at that time.
When Shan Nanxing asked her to practice more in the future, he fooled her by acting coquettishly, so now Jian Yao's techniques are somewhat unfamiliar, and she would touch her own wounds from time to time, causing the already painful wounds to twitch.
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The camera in the live broadcast room did not capture Jian Yao's treatment of the wound at close range, so the audience in the live broadcast room did not know that Jian Yao's eyes were now covered with a layer of water.
Jian Yao's ears suddenly heard a sound that sounded like a sigh and a sound of endearment.
"Let me do it."
Jian Yao's body was picked up in the air and placed on a higher wooden box next to it. It was Shan Nanxing.
His hands, which were bigger than Jian Yao's, took away the potion and bandage from Jian Yao's hand, and gently applied the medicine on Jian Yao.
These injuries will disappear after the dungeon is cleared. Before then, just ensure that these wounds will not bleed or become inflamed, and will not affect movement.
Shan Nanxing's method of applying the medicine is indeed very gentle. Although the wound still produces physiological pain when it touches the medicine, it is only a little itchy now.
A white bandage was wrapped around the severely injured area. Shan Nanxing poured medicinal wine into the palm of his hand and rubbed it with his hands before rubbing away the bruises on Jian Yao's body.
Jian Yao's skin is white and soft, and naturally it is easy to leave some obvious marks on her body, so she now has purple-black bruises in many places, and she can feel bursts of pain when pressed.
When Shan Nanxing saw Jian Yao's miserable appearance, his eyes couldn't help but show his heartache for Jian Yao.
Jian Yao looked at Shan Nanxing's focused side face with some trepidation. She was not slow and could naturally feel that Shan Nanxing was not in a good mood at this time.
As long as you think about your current situation a little, you can deduce the reason.
As soon as Shan Nanxing finished treating Jian Yao's wounds, she was suddenly hugged by a pair of soft hands, and her head was pressed against a soft surface.
There was a faint floral fragrance on Jian Yao's body, which smelled sweet. Shan Nanxing's restless heart calmed down after smelling this fragrance.
Jian Yao's little hands were stroking Shan Nanxing's hair. She wanted to comfort Shan Nanxing through this action, but she blinked her dark brown eyes and felt that she had to say something in this situation.
Then, Shan Nanxing heard the lover he held dear to his heart say these words -
"Be good, I'm not dead yet."
[I am a CP fan: Host, please shut up! Ahhhhhhh, such a beautiful scene was ruined by your words!]
[As someone who loves fun: Hahahahaha! As expected of you, anchor! 】
The somewhat ambiguous atmosphere suddenly disappeared with these words. Shan Nanxing did not feel disappointed, but could not help but chuckle a few times.
The annoyance in his heart seemed to disappear temporarily with Jian Yao's words.
Jian Yao has just calmed down her boyfriend, and the five minutes of the "Witch" round have already passed.
[The "Witch"'s turn has ended. Next is the "Prophet"'s turn. The "Prophet's" turn is also five minutes]
["Prophet" please choose who you want to check tonight? 】
A light screen popped up in front of Jian Yao's eyes. She thought it was asking her to do multiple-choice questions, but she didn't expect that it was asking her to do fill-in-the-blank questions.
Seven people flashed through her mind. Who should she check on the first night?
First of all, Hongyan and Wujiu definitely don’t need to be investigated. They are 100% alive and not “monsters”.
Jian Yao thought for a while and finally wrote the name of the Duke's adopted son Gray on the light screen.
The light screen flickered for a moment and quickly jumped to another interface.
[Gray is not a "monster"]
Jian Yao raised her eyebrows knowingly. It seemed that Gray was not a "monster", but this did not mean that he had nothing to do with the Duke's death.
After all, it is still unclear how the scroll came into the hands of the Duke.
She didn't know what role Gray played in this matter. Did she know nothing about it? Or did she already have a plan?
While Jian Yao was still sitting on the wooden box brainstorming, Shan Nanxing had already picked up the bed that had fallen to the ground and made it again.
Shan Nanxing picked up Jian Yao and placed her on the soft mattress. The white sheets immediately sank in part.
The soft and delicate touch of the sheets and quilt also made Jian Yao feel sleepy.
"Go to bed early, good night, Yaoyao." Dan Nanxing looked at Jian Yao with tender eyes, and then left a kiss without any desire on her forehead.
Jian Yao fell into a dream while covering herself with a quilt that smelled of incense. She didn't notice the somewhat complicated look in Shan Nanxing's strange eyes as she looked at her.
But even if she saw it, she might not be able to understand all the emotions contained in it.
All the candles in the guest room had been extinguished, and darkness enveloped the castle.
The whole castle seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, and even time seemed to have stopped.
However, Jian Yao, who was deeply in a dream, did not sleep very peacefully. The eyes that kept turning uneasily under her eyelids can fully prove this.
Not sure how much time had passed, Jian Yao suddenly jumped up from the bed, her forehead covered with fine beads of sweat.
Jian Yao panted slightly, as if she hadn't completely escaped from the nightmare just now.
But in addition to the deep fear and nervousness in her eyes, there was also deep confusion.
As soon as she woke up, she forgot the dream she had just had. The originally clear dream suddenly became blurry the second after she opened her eyes.
Even if Jian Yao tried hard to recall the contents of her dream, she could only recall the flickering candlelight and the dim room.
At this moment, someone knocked gently on the wooden door of the guest room.
"Lord Jian Yue, are you awake?"
The person outside the door waited for a while, but after hearing no noise from the room, he opened the door on his own initiative.
As soon as the black-haired maid entered the door, she stepped on the glass and wood fragments on the floor. A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, but she didn't say anything she shouldn't have said.
Jian Yao couldn't help but frown after seeing the maid walk into her room without getting a response from her.
As if the maid had not seen the messy room, she still said to her respectfully as yesterday: "Lord Jian Yue, breakfast is ready. Do you want to enjoy it in the room or in the restaurant?