Feng Jiuer felt that she had really experienced a robbery tonight, and now sitting on the bed, she felt like she had narrowly escaped death.
She actually took a bath with Uncle Nine Emperors, that is to say, she took a mandarin duck bath!
Although with her only bit of courage, she did not let him succeed in the end and did not let him take off her bellyband and shorts.
However, what is the difference between these underwear after soaking in water and not wearing them?
In short, it's very embarrassing, very ambiguous, and very...exposed, especially to him! Wow...it's eye-catching!
"Uncle Nine Emperors, aren't you angry?" Finally, when the coldness disappeared from his eyes, Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief and looked up at the man sitting next to him.
"Lie down." He said calmly.
"Oh." Jiu'er didn't hesitate this time and immediately lay down. Although the clothes on his body were still so thin and cold, at least he was no longer angry.
It's a very amazing thing. In fact, Uncle Nine Emperors always has a different expression on his face whether he is angry or not. No, it should be said that he has no expression.
However, she could easily tell when he was angry and when he was in a better mood.
In short, it is easy to feel it.
Zhan Qingcheng said nothing and untied the gauze for her.
This arm didn't touch the water just now, and he was basically wiping her body during the entire bathing process.
Thinking of those ambiguous actions, Jiu'er's whole face suddenly turned red again.
But now, she was lying quietly and obediently on the bed, with her big eyes open and watery eyes looking at the man sitting next to her.
This appearance as docile as a little sheep finally made Zhan Qingcheng feel calmer.
He untied her gauze, and the shocking scar suddenly appeared in sight. The scary thing was that there were still signs of bleeding from the wound. It was obvious that there was a new injury today.
"Since the first day you arrived, have you been drinking blood from me every night?" His eyes were downcast and narrowed.
Feng Jiuer knew that Uncle Nine Emperors wanted to be angry again, but things had reached this point, and it was too late to get angry now, right?
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I would risk my life for you. Really, am I very good?"
Is it okay to act cute? Don't argue with her. In fact, her health has been getting worse these days and she is really tired.
Now I'm sleeping next to him. I'm so tired that I want to fall asleep as soon as I close my eyes.
Uncle Nine Emperors, can you be considerate? She will go to Di Ji and the others later to discuss matters after entering the Southern Barbarians.
I'm really tired...
Zhan Qingcheng would have been angry if he had seen this crazy and foolish look half an hour ago.
But now, seeing the obvious look of exhaustion between her brows, his anger surged, only to be extinguished again.
I have never experienced such extreme mood swings.
Although he has a bad temper, he doesn't get angry easily, and when he gets angry, he doesn't put out a fire easily.
But when this girl came to him, many things seemed to have developed exactly as usual.
Many times, even I am surprised that I cannot control my emotions.
Taking out the golden sore medicine from the box on the side, Zhan Qingcheng carefully sprinkled the medicine powder on her, then took out clean gauze and wrapped it around her bit by bit.
The technique is not very good. After all, I have never taken care of anyone in my life.
Therefore, the finished product after bandaging is indeed not very good-looking, and can even be said to be a bit ugly.
However, Feng Jiuer felt a sweet feeling in her heart when she looked at the gauze on her forearm and the ugly knot at the end.
"Uncle Nine Emperors...is this the first time you have bandaged a girl?" she asked. She didn't know why, but when she thought of this possibility, she felt indescribably good.
"Yes." Zhan Qingcheng is not afraid to admit it openly. Anyway, he never cares about these small details.
As for the finished product that you bandage yourself, if it doesn't look good, that doesn't matter, as long as it can be used.
Feng Jiuer gently stroked the gauze on her arm, her eyes filled with joy: "Uncle Nine Emperors, you are so kind."
"..." The man was a little speechless. He just bandaged her. Is this okay?
What's more, wasn't this wound made just for him?
However, if she says she is good, then he accepts it, and he also thinks she is pretty good.
"No more bleeding is allowed in the future. I will keep your blood for now."
"You mean, will you drain all the blood for me in the future?" She was just joking, but she didn't expect Uncle Nine Emperor's face to darken and look unhappy.
"It's not a joke, Uncle Nine Emperors is too authoritarian." Feng Jiuer muttered and glanced at him.
Zhan Qingcheng said nothing, lay down next to her and held her in his arms.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, I still have to go out and look for..."
"What do you want to know? Why don't you ask me?" Could it be that in her heart, others knew more than him?
"But it's time for Uncle Nine Emperors to rest."
"Do you think I can sleep after you leave?" Don't you know that every time she leaves, he wakes up from a restless sleep?
Just because I didn't want to burden her, I pretended not to wake up all night.
In fact, he had to wait until she came back and hold her tightly before he could really sleep peacefully.
That familiar, quiet, and peaceful feeling he could only have when this girl was by his side.
At first he thought it was the smell of her body that helped him fall asleep, but now he realized that no matter what scent or smell she had on him, he could sleep peacefully only if she was around.
Jiu'er looked at him for a while before finally giving up her struggle and sleeping peacefully in his arms.
"Uncle Nine Emperors, have you ever been to Nanman? Can you tell me how the poison on your body... was poisoned?"
"When I was very young, I went to Nanman in order to find... a close relative of my king."
There are many things that he cannot tell this girl yet, but if he can, he will basically not hide them from her.
"This poison was poisoned by a lady. When I was young and came to Nanman for the second time, I was accidentally poisoned."
"Why did she poison you? Is she your enemy?" There is a question that has always been in Feng Jiuer's heart. "Uncle Nine Emperors, is he a member of the royal family?"
"I don't know, but at least it's not someone I know." He was young at the time, so he could be careless.
But to this day, he still doesn't understand who was the one who bewitched him, and what was her purpose of bewitching him?
Feng Jiuer would suspect that she was from the royal family. He himself had doubted this, but since that woman had never appeared in front of him, he could be sure.
If that woman appeared, he would definitely recognize her!
The woman who was in her twenties at the time should be in her thirties now, but she has never been seen in more than ten years.
Feng Jiuer wanted to say something else, but unexpectedly, a woman's scream suddenly came from outside...
