Seeing the wound on Qiu Yinong's body, he shed tears in distress again.

said very indignantly: "It's obviously something that the fourth girl exchanged for her life, how can those people say it so ugly?" ”

"Okay, stop crying." If you wipe her tears and comfort her: "The mouth grows on other people's bodies, don't care about them, let them go, they say it, and they can't hurt the four girls." ”

Qiu Yinong is Shang Yi now, who dares to touch her?

Seeing that he was still crying, he said: "As long as the four girls' injuries are healed, those palace people who are full of yellow mouths will shut up, and those who dare to talk nonsense will have them good-looking." ”

Only then did he wipe away his tears and asked in disbelief, "Really?" ”

"yes, really."

Nod firmly.

The four girls are so ruthless to win the rank of knight, so she doesn't want them to be bullied in the palace, she believes that after the four girls are healed, no one will dare to bully them.

"You two don't chatter, let the four girls rest, get out quickly."

Yaoxi applied medicine to Qiu Yinong's wounds, her shoulders, collarbones, arms, hands, waist, and back were all wounded, and she couldn't wear clothes, she lay on the bed, as if she was very tired, and forced her eyes to fall asleep.

Autumn is strong and Shangyi has her own house, so Yaoxi asked people to add a few charcoal trays to the house, and the house was warm, only covering her with a white silk quilt.

The silk quilt should not be too thick, gout is needed, otherwise it will affect the healing of the wound.

Therefore, even if it is covered with a silk quilt, you can still vaguely see the delicate figure of the girl lying on the bed, the complete skin is soft and smooth like snow, and the black hair hanging down from the side of the bed is like brocade spread in front of the bed.

Yaoxi went out with the dumping and closed the door.

The heating in that room was all turned off.

Qiu Yinong didn't know how long she had been asleep, and in a blur, she felt someone's fingers gently beating back and forth behind her back, and that person seemed to think it was fun, going back and forth again and again, and never getting tired of it.

The smell of rouge on the woman's body came into her nose, and Qiu Yinong gasped.

It is already known who is coming.

Slowly opened her eyes, turned her head to see the man sitting next to her bed, the bamboo charcoal occasionally crackled, warm, only a small candle was lit in the room, and the light and shadow were dim.

The man was dressed in a navy blue brocade robe, his head hung down, and his lilac hair was pouring down, so beautiful that it gave people a vague illusion.

It's Zhan Yue.

"Awake?"

The man's voice was a little inexplicably hoarse, which matched the atmosphere in the room, and somewhat made his mouth dry.

She vaguely smelled the masculinity of a man, could this man who had been among thousands of flowers have bad intentions towards her?

His fingers were still roaming her back, like a dancing step, dancing lightly, resting on a thin silk quilt, and her skin sensitively felt every throbbing of his fingers.

But he held his breath and did not move.

When she opened her mouth, she found that her mouth was extremely dry and very thirsty, and this man was now with her, and she couldn't call people, which really annoyed her.

"The prince is visiting late at night, he should inform the maid outside my door, it's so abrupt, I'm afraid it's not big, right?"

She was telling him not to show up in her room so unexpectedly, it was against etiquette.

The man's voice was low and hoarse, but he laughed and teased: "Could it be that you think this king will eat you?" ”