There were still drops of water hanging on his shoulders and chest. He was injured under his ribs and between his waist and abdomen. A stream of blood dripped down the texture of his skin. It was very dazzling. He was different from usual, a little more decadent and weak.
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Before she came in, Song Chengxuan was probably wiping the blood on his body with a soft cloth.
He raised his eyes and looked at her, his eyes as if they had been washed by water. The light in the room was not very good, but it reflected the corners of his eyebrows like peaks.
His dark eyes and cheeks as clear as a knife are strong and restrained, handsome and charming.
Song Chengxuan wanted to say something, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly. Such a slight movement caused the pool of water accumulated under his neck to ripple lightly, and then slowly flowed through his neck under her gaze.
Chest, go down...
She seemed to be burned by a ball of fire and immediately lowered the curtain.
My heart beat like a drum, as if it was about to jump out of my chest.
Shouldn't he simply freshen up? How could he take off his clothes so cleanly?
It's not her fault, she doesn't know how to take off her clothes when cleaning.
Therefore, by inference, she at least had no intention of committing a crime, and she did not cause any losses. There is no perpetrator in this case, so it seems that nothing happened.
Xu Qinghuan pursed her lips. She was concerned about his injury and had no other thoughts. What she saw before her and what she thought in her heart were not her true intentions. Song Chengxuan should be able to understand.
"see it?"
A deep voice came.
Xu Qinghuan said subconsciously: "No, I didn't see anything." After saying that, she regretted it. She had obviously wanted to pretend that such a thing had not happened, but now she had proved herself guilty.
"You can take a look again."
"No."
Why is this person so thick-skinned? He has obviously already seen it, but he still wants to see it a few more times.
He is in such good spirits...it must be nothing serious.
Xu Qinghuan thought about this and was about to walk out, but a hand reached out from behind the curtain.
His palms were hot, as if there was a cluster of fire in them. This heat followed her fingertips and slowly enveloped her body.
"you……"
As soon as Xu Qinghuan made a sound, his whole body was wrapped by the body of a tall man. Thinking of his appearance at this time, Xu Qinghuan couldn't help but struggle.
Her cheeks must have been as red as blood.
There are also imperial doctors and people sent by the imperial court outside. Old Mrs. Song may also be here, and everyone is waiting outside.
She was about to struggle harder.
"I'm hurt." He seemed to groan.
She knew, but the injury was not serious, except for the wound under the left rib which was slightly longer. Thinking about this, she did not dare to apply any more force.
"It's not good for you to be like this," she lowered her head and said in a low voice, "If you don't go out, the old lady will have to worry."
She stared at her skirt, not daring to look in his direction for a year. Could it be that she still felt...
"Quickly change your clothes and go out!"
He doesn't speak.
"What do you want?"
Could it be that he still relied on her? Xu Qinghuan just frowned, her waist tightened, and she spun around in his arms.
Xu Qinghuan immediately closed his eyes.
Her long eyelashes were like two small fans, trembling slightly, and her lips were pressed tightly, obviously very nervous.
"Open your eyes." His voice was hoarse.
Instead, she closed it tighter.
The two of them were so close, and she still couldn't feel that he had put on his robe?
He reached out his hand and gently held her cheek, and couldn't help but lower his head.
After a long while, she gasped, opened her twinkling eyes and looked at him again. His slender eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of his eyes were even redder than before.
Slender neck, snow-white middle coat.
Wait a minute... He's wearing clothes. I feel like he's still the same after being restrained by him for so long.
Xu Qinghuan punched Song Chengxuan on the chest.
He didn't dodge and let her use her skills. She wasn't very strong and couldn't hurt him at all. She just moved around like this, making him feel a surge of heat inexplicably, rushing through his body.
, wanting to hold her tighter so that she could feel relieved.
"Son."
Yongye's voice came from outside, and everyone in the yard in front was impatiently waiting.
"Wait." He said in a low tone.
"Stop making trouble," Xu Qinghuan urged softly, "It would be better if you go out early to settle this matter. Besides, the kitchen has already prepared the medicine."
As Xu Qinghuan spoke, he looked under Song Chengxuan's left rib again, and as expected, the blood had penetrated through his middle coat.
"Didn't you say you didn't see it?"
This time has not passed yet, but I still feel like someone has taken control of me.
What can I do if I don't admit him?
She raised her head and looked at him. His eyes were clear, his expression was calm, and all the defenses on his body were gone. He no longer looked like a distant person in front of others. He was so real at this time, making her feel easy to get close to him.
He has gone through so much, and now that he has killed King Jian, he must have let go of some of the burden in his heart, and in exchange for a moment of relief.
It was precisely because of this that she rushed out of the city to see him, wanting to give him some comfort, but then he made such a fuss that she was suddenly thrown into confusion.
Xu Qinghuan gently hugged Song Chengxuan, leaned in his arms, and listened to his strong heartbeat: "Have I told you that I am willing to marry you even if there is no engagement? Maybe I just thought it should be like this before, but now...
...But it makes me very happy. No matter where you go in the future, I will be with you."
His heart seemed to have been hit hard. Her words caught him off guard. Looking at her smiling, the corners of his eyes suddenly became moist. He lowered his head and buried himself in her soft neck.
…
The imperial doctor in the courtyard kept looking around, hoping that General Song would appear soon.
What is the situation of this General Song? After coming off the battlefield, don't rush to see his injuries. If you continue to wait like this, will anything go wrong?
This hero of the Zhou Dynasty cannot bear the responsibility for anything wrong.
The imperial doctor thought about it and looked at Mrs. Song. The Song family didn't know how to urge her further.
"Imperial physician," Mrs. Song said, "How is my grandson's injury?"
The imperial doctor's forehead was covered with sweat. How could he know? He didn't even see anyone.
"I think the injury was very serious," Mrs. Song said. "I was holding on when I came back. Thanks to the imperial doctor for your superb medical skills."
The imperial doctor swallowed and looked nervously into the yard. Finally he saw a figure walking over, it was Master Song, and he put his heart back into his stomach.
"Master Song fought for the country and suffered many scars, which makes people really awe-inspiring." The imperial doctor stood up and said, "You need to take good care of yourself later. I will come to check on Master Song's injuries every day." Is this what the Song family meant? Song
The more serious the injury, the greater the credit. If he didn't follow the Song family's wishes, he might not be able to show the injury to Master Song.
Mrs. Song nodded: "I'm sorry to bother you, doctor."
The imperial doctor immediately got up and went to greet Song Chengxuan outside. It was never so difficult to see a general's injuries.
Seeing the imperial doctor and court officials walking out, Old Mrs. Song showed a satisfied smile. Seeing that Brother Xuan and Qing Huan's wedding was coming soon, she could not let Brother Xuan be sent out to lead troops to fight again.
During this period, you should recuperate at home and wait for the wedding.
