C939

"Is Prince Jing still busy today?"

Dongfang xuan'er put down the Buddhist scriptures in her hand, and when she sat on the chair, she didn't forget to look out of the window at the rain drops under the eaves, and the turbulent water swirled in the courtyard. All the women were almost indoors, and after a day, she also followed her leisure.

One or two of the guards at the door were bowing: "when your Highness Prince Jing wants to come, he will come."

"So to speak, it's just that his Highness Prince Jing doesn't want to see us." Ji Shu shrank sadly on the soft couch, letting the little servant girl around her pinch her shoulders and beat her legs, and her eyes were stained with some water.

Dongfang xuan'er sneered at this, and was hearing Gu Mingyan whispering, "Your Highness King Jing didn't let me deal with many things. Only your highness king Zongping can't deal with them."

"Miss Gu is worried. He is not a straw bag." Holding Qi Rou, who was passing by the medicine, frowned at Gu Mingyan in the room. "You had a good relationship with him before, but you dare to talk like this?"

"Because we are friends, we are worried." Gu Mingyan's words are candid.

Qi Rou smiles and shakes her head. She puts the big package of herbs into Cheng er's arms and taps them twice: "go to the monks in the backyard and classify them one by one."

"Yes." Two out of ten walked down the corridor with things in their arms.

"Miss Qi, there is more water in the courtyard. My subordinates should take someone to check it. Please wait here for a moment." The wet servants trotted over with shovels and buckets in their hands.

"Be careful, all of you. Although the current is fast, the rain is getting smaller and smaller. You don't have to worry too much." With a low voice, Qi Rou asked Cheng Yipai to follow him and take a rest in the room beside him.

Dongfang Xuan's eyes dribbled and she immediately stood up and went to Cheng er's face: "would you please help me to bring something to the king?"

He nodded in two and bent down to listen to Dongfang Xuaner.

"Little girl should have some guesses about it. I'll see you in secret tonight."

After cursive saying this, Dongfang xuan'er raised her hand and stroked her forehead: "I'm not feeling well, can I go to the side room to have a rest?"

"Please come with me." Cheng Yi pretends to be in a hurry and leaves a way. He takes Dongfang xuan'er to Qi Rou's room and finds a bed to let her sleep.

Qi Ruzong was puzzled, but he lowered his voice to give orders.

Even if she doesn't like Dongfang xuan'er, if the eldest lady is ill at this stage, she may not even have any herbs.

Two into obedient to preach, but also just stand at the door.

Gu Mingyan sleeps in the dark, but his arms are as sticky as octopus on Duan Chengxuan's body. The man's strong body is tight, and he dare not move. When he hears two words, he just whispers: "I will go tonight, don't speak loudly."

"My subordinates will tell Miss Qi to arrange it." Nod away in two.

Duan Chengxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and wondered why Dongfang xuan'er knew about the explosion of the mountain road. Could it not be that Frank?

When he was dreaming, the man beside him whimpered twice in his dream, buried his head in his arms, and scratched his fingertips uneasily.

Duan Chengxuan felt that the hairs on his body were all standing up. He could hold her hands, which were burning everywhere. His face was also black, and his forehead was blue.

Just like this, Gu Mingyan woke up as if he felt something. When he opened his heavy eyelids, the gray eyes seemed to be a little lighter, as transparent as jade, but also with a little coolness. The hand half supported Duan Chengxuan's body, also raised his body and looked down at him.

"Awake?" Gu Mingyan's hair falls on Duan Chengxuan's face, almost sticking to the tip of his nose.

"Well, it's almost time for a change." Duan Chengxuan really looks up and steals a fragrance. His mind is full of confused Gu Mingyan, but he doesn't care about the green silk in his ear. He gets up and sits on Duan Chengxuan's side and rubs his shoulders and neck. Then he whispers: "I'll let people bring some food first. This time, it seems that he has slept longer."

The shadow outside the door has been heard to leave. Duan Chengxuan looks at her and goes to get the coarse linen clothes. "They go to get the food, and you lie down," he says

"I changed the medicine earlier. You can eat later."

Gu Mingyan tied his hair high behind his head, but he was smashed by the clothes thrown on his back. Turning around, Duan Chengxuan's clothes were falling on his side. The cupboard at the head of the bed was also pulled open. Duan Chengxuan said in a cold voice, "although my Wang's clothes are bigger, they can be warm."

"Incoherence." Gu Mingyan looks at him incredulously. In ancient times, there should be no boyfriend's shirt.

"When did you get into style? The waistband has been straightened. " Duan Chengxuan raised his hand and patted her waist.

Gu Mingyan tidies up the waist pad with a flat mouth. She puts on many clothes obviously. She has to fold the wide cuffs two or three times. She can only hold the long hem. She is dissatisfied: "your clothes are too long."

Duan Chengxuan looks at her holding the clothes and brings the medicine chest over. It's very lovely.

Gu Mingyan climbed to bed with his clothes in his arms and asked him some questions about the wound. Then he pulled the fine cloth open to apply medicine to him and said, "how can you be whiter than the girl?"

"You've only met a few girls in your life." Duan Chengxuan's face is bleak, and the woman is more and more daring to say it.

"I see you are jealous, girl?" Gu Mingyan couldn't help but daub the ointment evenly on him. The other hand climbed up the arm doubtfully. There was a slight wound on the strong muscle. She didn't notice it before, but there was a long and thin wound winding to the chest. It was not easy to be detected, but it could not hide from the doctor's hand.

She didn't notice that the action was getting more and more burning. She just asked, "how did the wound come from?"

"The leader of the nomads pulled it, machete." Duan Chengxuan clenches his teeth secretly and his body is tense.

Gu Mingyan's fingertips lit another three cuts on his lower abdomen: "was this caught by an animal?"

"Hurt in the chaos." Duan Chengxuan still grabs her hand that still wants to go down, and Gu Mingyan raises the corners of her mouth meaningfully, and points his ABS with perseverance: "good figure."

"I don't even remember Ben Wang's figure." The voice is ambiguous. Duan Chengxuan looks at her red face, raises his body slightly and pulls her down, saying: "you and I are perfect."

"Nonsense?"

"We are both injured. Do you think we deserve it?" Gu Mingyan's hand fell on her arm, and even across these layers of clothes, he still remembered the scars.

Gu Mingyan also supported the bed board: "they all said that women's disfigurement will ruin their lives. If there are scars on their bodies, they will never get married. What's more, I've been ill all my life. How can I deserve you?"

"They also said that King Jing is bloodthirsty and likes to kill. I killed so many people in the battlefield, and I can't save people's lives better than you. Who is not worthy?" Duan Chengxuan retorts with a stiff neck.

When Chengshan sent in the food box, they looked at both sides, their cheeks slightly red.

I don't know who it is.