Murong Ling carefully picked up her hand and kissed it, "Shuang'er, you won't be allowed to be so careless in the future. Although it is a minor injury, my heart aches."
After that, he found a small bottle of potion from the box on the side, "This potion can help the wound heal quickly. Come on, apply some on it."
Shen Shuang couldn't laugh or cry, "Forget it, how can I use medicine for this little flesh wound?"
"You really don't care about yourself." Murong Ling complained, opened the cork of the bottle, and carefully applied a little on Shen Shuang's wound.
A cool feeling spread over the wound, which was indeed very comfortable.[
Shen Shuang looked at Murong Ling who was carefully applying medicine to her, with some displeasure on his handsome face.
"Come on, Shuang'er, let Die'er do these tasks, or let me do it."
Murong Ling took away a large pile of clothes, placed them on the couch beside her, and helped her get on the bed.
"Shuang'er, I've seen that you don't look well these past two days. How about we let the doctor come and take a look at it someday?"
Shen Shuang quickly stopped and said, "No, I'm not feeling uncomfortable. It's just that I've had the same nightmare these days."
Yes, nightmare.
She always saw herself lying in an ice cave, being plundered crazily by a man. She only remembered those eyes, so bloodthirsty and full of murderous intent, which always made Shen Shuang a little uneasy.
As if I felt something was going to happen.
This kind of uneasiness made it difficult for her to sleep. Fortunately, Murong Ling was by her side, otherwise she was really worried that she wouldn't be able to survive.
"Shuang'er, don't lie to your husband, I know you must have something on your mind. It's not just a nightmare, right?"
Murong Ling caressed her face gently, with a smile and eyes as warm as the spring breeze. He gently opened Chen Shuang's nightgown and kissed her face softly.
"Tell me, what is it?"
Shen Shuang couldn't even laugh or cry, a smile appeared on her lips and a thin blush spread on her face.
"It's just a nightmare, Ling, believe me, I didn't lie to you."
Murong Ling took off her jade hairpin, pulled her black hair back, and kissed her all the way down. Shen Shuang closed her eyes, and happiness filled her heart.
She is satisfied. She has a man who loves her and has no worries about food and clothing.
She just slept in a daze until midnight. Shen Shuang felt out of breath. There was something pressing on her body. She had no strength at all and her head felt dizzy. She only felt that there was something, bumping around in her body, and something else.