"This has nothing to do with whether she is wrong or not. No matter how shameless she is, you are not qualified to judge her!" Xuan Jinmo said coldly, his eyes locked firmly on Tong Xiaoye's like sharp knives.
Tong Xiaoye wanted to get angry, but suddenly felt very boring. The man in front of her only married her for another woman, and that woman was his biological sister. She was a rival who could never compete. She didn't even have the chance to compete.
A way to compete with your opponent.
When she moved her wrist, Xuan Jinmo felt a pain in his shoulder, which felt like dampness. On one side of his head, a sharp dagger stabbed his shoulder silently. It only penetrated a little, but blood had already flowed out. He was
Then I remembered that she had a dagger hidden in her sleeve.
"Damn it!" Xuan Jinmo cursed lightly, "If I had known earlier, I should have kept you naked!"
Tong Xiaoye withdrew the dagger and said calmly: "It's just a little stabbing, but it's not enough to kill you. As you said, even if our marriage is boring, I don't intend to live my whole life as a widow!"
Xuan Jinmo looked at Tong Xiaoye's pale face. Her blood had wet most of her sleeves again and dripped on the bed, like plum blossoms blooming.
"Next time, remember not to talk too much!" Xuan Jin paused and said indifferently, "Go out and find someone to help you deal with the wound."
Tong Xiaoye said nothing, closed her eyes to calm down her breath, then slowly got up, went to the cupboard behind the screen to get some medicine and applied it on it. Wumeng Guosheng produced medicinal materials. Although the injury on her arm was severe, it would only last as long as
Pay some attention and you won't have much of a problem.
It was still dark outside, but because of the falling snow, it looked like early morning, but in fact it was still midnight. She treated the wound, cleaned the blood that had been stained elsewhere, changed her clothes, and then came out from behind the screen and returned to the bedroom.
"Get up!" She said indifferently to Xuan Jinmo who was on the bed, with an undoubted command in her voice. Her face was still pale, and she changed into a crimson middle coat, which was loose and elegant, hiding her exquisite figure and her black hair hanging down.
On the shoulders, it is delicate and shiny.
Xuan Jinmo smiled coldly and said stiffly: "Tong Xiaoye, it's not your turn to order me here!"
"If you want to sleep on a bed stained with blood, I don't mind!" She said a little tiredly. This was really boring. On the second day of their marriage, the two of them met with each other, and they even saw blood.
Are they a couple who want to spend a lifetime together or are they enemies?
Xuan Jinmo looked at the blood on the bed, his face expressionless.
Tong Xiaoye sighed, this person is really - then she took a step further, picked up the sword on the bed with her right hand and slashed it along the middle. The sword was extremely sharp, and the sheets on the bed suddenly split into two halves. Her technique was extremely swift.
The mattress underneath was completely undamaged.
Pulling off half of the sheet, Tong Xiaoye folded a new sheet and laid it down. He used the half sheet that he had just removed to wipe off the blood on the sword and put the sword back to its original place. Under the candlelight, the sword's blade was sharp and emitted a cold air.
luster.
Then, she lay down again, facing out, covering herself with a quilt. Her headache was so bad that it was about to explode. She was buzzing. She forced herself to ignore it all, closed her eyes, counted in her heart, and told herself that it would definitely happen.
Go to sleep. When you sleep, you will forget all the pain.
"Do you know what kind of poison you were poisoned?" Xuan Jinmo seemed to like torturing people, so he asked slowly at this time. He had already sealed the acupuncture point on his shoulder. Tong Xiaoye didn't stab it deeply, and he didn't even take the medicine.
Too lazy to go.
Tong Xiaoye remained silent and breathed until she gradually calmed down.
"You really don't care?" Xuan Jinmo asked curiously when Tong Xiaoye didn't answer.
"It's poison anyway. It's just a matter of potency. It doesn't matter whether you know it or not." Tong Xiaoye said tiredly, "If you like to torture people, please tell me in advance. I want to sleep now, I have a headache, and I am not in the mood to pay attention to you."
"Tong Xiaoye!"
Tong Xiaoye didn't even look back, and tapped an acupuncture point of Xuan Jinmo with his right hand like lightning. Xuan Jinmo felt his body breathe for a moment and couldn't move at all. In his ears, he heard Tong Xiaoye's somewhat impatient voice: "Xuan Jinmo,
I hate you very much right now, and I really want to sleep, so I’m sorry, but you should also be safe. After three hours, the acupuncture points will naturally be unlocked."
Xuan Jin thought to himself, he should be angry, no one has ever dared to treat him like this.
However, he felt that maybe he really should live in peace for a while. Although he did not check the wound on Tong Xiaoye's arm, judging from the blood flowing out, the wound must be very deep. Should he have chosen an unedged sword at that time?!
Moreover, he was only hit by Tong Xiaoye on his acupuncture point when he lost his guard for a moment. Her martial arts skills were good, but she was more agile and delicate than him, so she was not superior to him.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already dawn. Just as Tong Xiaoye was about to stretch her legs and feet, the pain in her left arm reminded her. She frowned, secretly cursed Xuan Jinmo in her heart, and then prepared to sit up.
Xuan Jinmo was not there, there was no one inside, and the sword was not there either.
He didn't know when he left. He wanted to check the injury on his left arm, and suddenly discovered that the white cloth tied on his left arm was not tied by him before. It seemed that someone had re-treated the wound for her while she was sleeping.
, the medicine was changed.
"Madam, are you awake?" A soft and respectful voice sounded from beside the bed.
Tong Xiaoye looked up and saw that she was a young girl whom she did not recognize. She was not outstanding in appearance but had very pretty features. She was an unflattering girl, about eleven or twelve years old.
"My name is Junzi. She is the niece of the housekeeper of the prince's house. She has been working in the kitchen. This morning, the prince asked my uncle to call my servant and asked me to come and serve the lady." Junzi said softly, with a bit of shyness on her face.
, seems to not know what to do and is reserved.
Tong Xiaoye raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at the girl named Junzi.
"Madam, don't you like Junzi to serve you?" Junzi asked with some fear, her voice trembling slightly, "The prince said that the madam doesn't like women with charming eyebrows, so she chose a slave to come over. If the madam doesn't like it, the slave will still come back.
Just a chore in the kitchen."
Tong Xiaoye didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Xuan Jinmo's words would definitely make the people in the house think that she was an extremely jealous lady who would not tolerate any good-looking woman around Xuan Jinmo, not even a slave.
"Is someone here to help me treat my wound?" Tong Xiaoye ignored Jianzi's question and asked in a calm tone.