Bian Xiao was drunk and stumbled all the way, but he didn't know how he found his way back home.
But before I entered the house, I heard the sound of digging in the woods near my home. I thought it was a little thief, so I yelled at him, but I didn't expect that everyone ran away after this voice came out.
Out of curiosity, Bian Xiao walked over to check - it turned out that several people were digging a grave, and the coffin was half buried.
"Did someone have an accident at home?"
Just when Bian Xiao was worried, there was a tapping sound from the coffin.
"what happened!"
All of a sudden, the wine woke up from the shock. Bian Xiao looked at the crudely made coffin and the nails that had not been hammered in all the time, and simply lifted the coffin board:
"Where is the ghost? I want to see it first!"
But as soon as the coffin board was lifted, he saw a woman stained red with blood, half of her face had been burned, looking at him weakly.
Bian Xiao frowned. Although his vision was blurred and he couldn't see the person's face clearly, he vaguely called out: "Wang...Princess?"
He Yanyan heard a familiar voice, and as soon as she raised her head, she felt something hit her hard.
"Cough cough cough cough!"
There was no good spot on her body to begin with, but now a seven-foot man hit her directly. He Yanyan felt as if she was going to the west in the next second.
After she took a few breaths, He Yanyan lifted the man's shoulders and took a look: "The king? It's really the king!"
The whole person seemed to be energetic instantly, and He Yanyan breathed a long sigh of relief——
As long as the king is still alive, she has hope of living, and the child will be safe!
only……
It seemed that these days were rainy days, and it started to rain lightly in the woods again. He Yanyan wanted to help Bian Xiao up, but she couldn't find the strength.
Raindrops fell on the coffin, and she reached out and touched Bian Xiao's forehead——
So hot.
Fumbling around the man's wrist, she felt the weak pulse and couldn't help but take a breath: "How could the king be so seriously injured? And... the pulse was floating and disordered, as if he had taken something that was incompatible..."
Although there was lemongrass nearby to detoxify, I was so suppressed that I couldn't move, and there was no one who could help me...
"King?" She called the man again.
If that doesn't work, why not tap the acupuncture points first? Use the acupuncture points to seal the disordered breath first, and let him wake up and go find lemongrass by himself. After taking it, he will be fine.
However, there was little strength in her hands, and He Yanyan's acupuncture work did not go smoothly. After she finally felt the man on her body take a breath, she said: "Wang, you are poisoned. There are lemongrass nearby, pick it and take it."
Just ignore the next two or three plants."
The woman's voice was a little hoarse, and her breath tickled Bian Xiao's body.
He buried his head in He Yanyan's neck and responded vaguely: "Yes."
"..."
But it’s limited to a “hmm” sound.
He didn't even open his eyes!
He Yanyan called a few more words, but the man never responded. His warm breath sprayed on the woman's neck, making her face turn red.
If she had had a violent temper before, He Yanyan would have probably kicked Bian Xiao out of the coffin, but now that she was under the eaves and had to bow her head, she still hoped to rely on the king's power to take revenge.
She curled her lips and called out softly: "Wang? You are not feeling well now. Why don't you take some lemongrass..."
But before He Yanyan finished speaking, Bian Xiao kissed her and said vaguely: "Why did you betray me? What is wrong with me about you?"
"..."
Everyone said that the regent was a wise king, a gentle and virtuous wise king.
But she didn't realize this, whether He Yanyan had just married into the palace or at this moment.
Just after marrying into the prince's palace, Bian Xiao and his men went out to find the true love of their hearts during the wedding night.
Now, this man's violent kiss made her breathless.
He Yanyan tried hard to push away but couldn't——
Bian Xiao, it’s never too late for a woman to take revenge after ten years. Don’t blame me for cutting off your children and grandchildren after I recover from my injuries!
But after all, Bian Xiao and He Yanyan's injuries were not serious, and they soon became incapacitated and fell asleep on the woman's body.
"Wang? Bianxiao? Bianxiao! Brother, get up!"
He Yanyan stopped pretending, and Concubine Xian's skin was torn, and she yelled: "Brother, are you sick? I'm about to be crushed to death by you! I still want to avenge my parents, and I don't want to die here with you.
Ah hey!"
"Huh? What are you arguing about? You're so long-winded."
"Wow--"
Bian Xiao said weakly, then casually pulled the coffin board next to him, covered the two of them, and coughed twice and said:
"It's so cold. Princess, come closer and I'll warm you up."
"..."
I thank you...
Irritated, aggrieved, happy, unwilling...
All kinds of emotions surged up for a while. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar man in front of her, He Yanyan held his well-jointed hand, and the two of them intertwined their fingers——
Give me your authority and strength, and I will borrow your hand to take revenge!
