C49

The tall candle holder was placed beside the bed. The candle flame slowly passed through the veil and sprinkled on the bed, illuminating the people on the bed.

Her hair was tied to her face, her eyelids drooped, her long, thin, black eyelashes were like a black butterfly wing covering the nearly lost light in her eyes, the top was pushed back entirely below her waist, one could vaguely see the whiteness of her skin, her entire back was completely bare, even the red rope in her undergarment was scattered to the side, even though she was lying on the bed, one could still faintly see her ample, beautiful figure in front of her.

Her body had curves in all directions, her skin was covered in snow, and her entire person seemed to have been carved out of white jade.

If there were no wounds on his body, then he would definitely be a person with unimaginable beauty.

It was a pity that her back that was as smooth as jade and was now covered in bruises, one after another, like a square grid. There were bruises on some places, and purple marks on some places, and blood was seeping out, especially on her shoulder.

He applied ointment onto the wound with the white silk in one hand and carefully held the silk in his hand to prevent the edges of the silk from touching the other wounds.

"Hiss — —" Yi Xiaoqiao sucked in a breath of cold air. She bit down on her sleeve, and her forehead began to sweat. Her body trembled, and cold sweat flowed down her face, quickly soaking her sleeve.

"Is it painful?" He asked softly, but didn't stop his hands. Instead, he quickly and decisively smeared the medicine on her back, shoulder, and especially the position of her shoulder, because he didn't dare to be careless even if the bone was exposed. He could only fiercely press the handkerchief that was stained with the medicine on top of it.

Yi Xiaoxiao had lost all spirit from the medicine that had been applied to her. When she heard his voice, she became even more energetic and forcefully shook her head.

He obviously sweated and soaked his clothes to the point that even his bed was wet, yet he still tried to be brave. He didn't know whether to say that she was strong or if she was stupid or if she submitted to him, so what? Was it that difficult? Wasn't women supposed to be soft? Wasn't this a wishful thinking? Why was she behaving so arrogantly in front of him?

He secretly cursed in his heart, but his hands relaxed as his fingertips caressed the soft flesh on her back, massaging the ointment little by little until it was completely absorbed.

He still remembered that he touched her back in the pond. It was as smooth as a piece of fine white jade, but now, this piece of jade was covered in cracks, as if it would split open at any time.

He was used to seeing life and death, and was not such a sentimental person. However, now that he saw that she was injured and yet was still unyielding, he seemed to have suddenly understood something.

"I'm sorry, I didn't expect such a result."

Blame him for being angry at the time, and all he wanted to do was to punish her and make her remember this lesson. He didn't dare to run away in the future, but he forgot that she was originally a weak girl with thin skin that could be easily broken with a blow.

He remembered that when he rescued her, her body was already covered in sweat and her undergarment was covered in blood. When he opened the shirt, some of the blood on the wounds had already dried up and stuck to the clothes, as if tearing off a layer of skin.

For a moment, he hated himself.

"Joe?" Seeing her ignore him for a long time, Mu Yi An looked at her worriedly …

Yi Xiaoqiao drooped her head helplessly. After experiencing punishment, pain, perspiration, and medicine, her consciousness had already started to blur, and she was so dizzy that she could barely lift her head. She slowly opened her mouth and bit a hole in her sleeve.

Mu Yi An's hand that was applying the medicine on the medicine suddenly stopped. He frowned. He was in so much pain and he was still thinking about Cui Chen. Was Cui Li really that important? This woman is really …

He swallowed back the words of reprimand and pretended not to hear anything. He moved his palm and gently stroked her head, poking through her smooth hair and gently testing her scalp. Luckily, her head was fine, otherwise, this little girl would have become bald.

Mu Yi'an thought about how she had turned into a baldy and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Don't worry, this ointment is very useful. You only need to sleep, it won't hurt anymore tomorrow morning."

"Hmph." Yi Xiaoqiao weakly snorted. She was really too tired, and when she came out of the cage, her entire body felt sore. She applied all sorts of medicines, and even that medicine had no idea what to do.

"If you want to sleep, then go to sleep. I'll help you massage it a bit more."

Yi Xiaoqiao did not even make a sound this time. In any case, it was the same whether she hummed or not, the result could not be changed.

She knew that no matter what she said, Mu Yi'an wouldn't care, so she didn't bother to waste words with him.

After using ointment to rub each scar, Muyi changed a type of blood circulation medicine. He rubbed the ointment on his palm until it was warm, then placed his palm on her knee and gently rubbed.

Although her knees were uninjured, they had been bent for too long, and if she didn't let the blood flow through, it might have repercussions.

Her skin was white, and those two calves were as white as two lotus roots that flashed people's eyes. Her feet were also very beautiful, and they weren't the kind of golden lotus that was wrapped around their feet, but the shape of their feet was good, and they were also small. Even when they were lying down in their sleep, their toes still couldn't calm down.

A warm smile flashed across his lips as he continued rubbing his knees.

The sky gradually changed from night to day.

It was as if he had been made into a can and was being stuffed into a small bottle. He was constantly struggling as he tried to break through the shackles, but no matter what he did, he could not escape.

When she woke up, it was already the middle of the morning. Mu Yi'an no longer stayed in his tent. She looked down and saw that his undergarment was already put on. He was also covered in a thin shirt.

She narrowed her eyes and sized up the tent. Inside the circular tent, there was a desk and a chair. On the desk, there were a few books and bamboo slips.

The silver armor that Mu Yi An was wearing was hung neatly on a wooden stake. Even the corners were arranged very smoothly.

"You're awake?"

Yi Xiaoqiao turned around to see Muyi walking in with food.

"I think you should wake up now. I'll bring you some food to eat."

However, compared to the excruciating pain from the previous day, it was nothing more than a needle piercing today. Even so, the needle stabbing into her back made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She inhaled a breath of cold air and slowly lay back down.

Mu Yi'an moved a chair over and stirred the porridge, saying, "If you're in pain, don't move. I'll feed you."

Yi Xiaoqiao froze. Had she been hallucinating? Otherwise, how could she have heard such terrifying words?

Mu Yi An had already scooped a spoonful of rice and blew on it. He placed it next to her mouth and said, "Hot carefully."

Yi Xiaoqiao shrunk, "You poisoned it?"

To be honest, after yesterday's inhumane torture, Yi Xiaoqiao knew how ruthless Muyi was. It would not be strange for him to poison the porridge.

The good temper that Mu Yi An had accumulated with great difficulty vanished in a flash. He ate a mouthful to show that he had not poisoned himself: "Is that enough? Eat it yourself! "

This girl didn't have the ability to anger others, but she had the ability to infuriate others. With just a few words, she could make you speechless!

Mu Yi An placed the food on the bed for her to eat while lying down.

He then went to the side and took out all sorts of bottles and jars, and continued to mix the medicine. Although the wound on her back was slightly better than yesterday, it was still very deep. She would need to use more medicine, otherwise her scars might grow.

Thinking about how he would hug a little girl with scars all over her body and sleep so that he could feel her wounds with a touch, like a piece of jade that was about to break, his heart was like her back, full of wounds.

In short, his heart was in a panic.

"Oh, it's so cold." Yi Xiaoqiao was gnawing on the chicken leg. Her back felt a chill, and she turned around to glare at him. "What are you doing this time?"

"I'll apply medicine for you." Mu Yi'an glared at her. "I specially found someone to concoct this medicine. Activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis is the best. Kindness is like the liver of a donkey."

"Hmph." Yi Xiaoqiao teased, "Thank you for your kindness."

When Mu Yi'an heard her low grunt, he smiled. Being able to talk back to him, his body should be fine.

"Don't worry, I will definitely not punish you like this again." He said this solemnly, thinking that this guy's little fart was quite bouncy, and it would be nice if he could hit it a few times as punishment.

Yi Xiaoqiao naturally did not know what he was thinking, and bit hard on his chicken leg, gritting his teeth. "How is Cui Huang?" It's time to release it, right? "

She didn't seem to care at all, but when Mu Yi'an heard her carefully lowered voice, he still felt a bit uncomfortable, "You and him only met by chance, there's no need to care about all that."

Meeting by chance, this was teasing her!

Yi Xiaoqiao turned around and glared at him. "Since we met by chance, I naturally can't let him take my place. I feel very sorry for him."

"No need, he was already the leader of the bandits. It's only a matter of time before he gets punished."

As the bandit leader said this, Yi Xiaoqiao remembered.

"That... How will bandits be punished? "

Looking at her shifty and cautious appearance, and how those who didn't know what he was thinking, Muyi gave Yi Xiaoqiao a supercilious look.

"How else can we punish them? We will kill them all to raise our national might."