Zhan Yue bent over, using the cold wet towel in his hand to help her wipe off the sweat, his fingers occasionally brushed her skin, with the warm temperature on his body, Qiu Yinong only felt that this night made her particularly difficult.

He pinched the towel and looked at her, curled the corners of his lips slightly, and sneered: "Come and see this king, your frustrated appearance can also make this king happy." ”

This man is really nasty.

The wound was medicated, and the medicine was exerted, and it was very painful, and she spoke a little panting: "You see it now, then go happily." “

She didn't want to let this person see when she was so embarrassed.

Zhan Yue was full of hostility towards her, and she didn't like her embarrassment to let the enemy find out.

"Nope."

Zhan Yue refused to leave, slowly walked around her bedside, and said, "This king is happy, but he is not so happy to go." ”

He looked at her haggard face, which had always been gentle and dignified in the past, but now she was exhausted.

The man still sneered heartlessly: "I have suffered some hardships, but I don't see any growth, but my temper has grown." ”

He drove him away as soon as he came, and his temper was not small.

In this world, there is really no woman who dares to drive him to the battle.

Now, an autumn has been born.

Qiu Yinong was deeply breathed, and said tiredly: "I'm afraid that the prince is wrong to blame me, but it's late at night, and it's really immoral for lonely men and widows to be in the same room, so let the prince go back quickly." ”

In fact, in her heart, she didn't have a good impression of him.

The people of the imperial family are too affectionate.

Zhan Yue is also in the midst of thousands of flowers, romantic, but ruthless.

"This king is not afraid of others poking his backbone, what are you afraid of?" He hooked his lips and smiled evilly, and the thin lips rose in arcs, outlining infinite charm and coldness.

Qiu Yinong lay on the bed and said without much strength: "You are the prince, no one pokes your backbone." ”

And she, just a cheap maid in the palace, will become the target of public criticism.

Zhan Yue stood by the bed, twisting a towel and looking at her, seeing through the cold self-deprecation between her eyebrows, which was a kind of self-deprecation and disappointment in her own fate.

He suddenly felt a little annoyed.

I really want to reach out and pull her out of bed, tell her that there are more miserable people in this world than her, and cheer her up.

But he finally squeezed the towel tightly, and the mouth was sarcastic: "You feel pathetic? ”

Qiu Yinong didn't feel pitiful in the first place, but he was so inexplicably said that he was speechless.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Zhan Yue thought that Qiu Yinong really felt so.

A grim sneer appeared on the man's good-looking face, and his words were mocking: "In this way, it is also excellent to suffer a little, so that you can know how to restrain the edges and corners, and don't be so ignorant of the sky." ”

In his opinion, people who will be injured are all edges and corners that have not converged well.

Qiu Yinong looked at him, but didn't refute.

Perhaps, she didn't bother to refute at all, this man was too self-righteous, and she didn't feel happy if she said more.

Zhan Yue was slightly stimulated by her indifferent eyes, the tall man threw the towel in his hand on the silver plate, glanced at her, saw that she was seriously injured, turned his face away, and his tone softened a little, but there was still a little bit of hatred: "Do you know how to protect yourself?" Only kill, kill, kill!! ”