Fast time travel to heal the villain little poor

Chapter 316 The Beautiful Prime Minister Is Disabled (74)

The temperature of the tight lips made him want to pretend that nothing had happened.

Just as she was about to reach out to take the cup of medicine from Murong Yue's hand, she forcibly restrained her, "Brother Shen, don't move, the wound will open."

As she spoke, she brought the rim of the cup to his lips and asked him to finish the remaining half cup of medicine.

"In the past few days, you are not allowed to go anywhere, just lie here obediently!"

Murong Yue put down the cup, and then let him lie on the couch, so as not to scratch the freshly scabbed wound on his back.

It was the first time for the little girl to be so fierce, and Shen Qingrong's gentle brows were a little helpless, so he had no choice but to go along with her wishes.

And the act of going out of line just now is too bold.

Seeing that Shen Qingrong was awake, Zifu seemed to be fine, but she still kept some medicines that might be needed here, and explained a few words to Murong Yue.

When he came out of the house, the sky was faintly pale.

It was a full night of tossing.

Stepping on the orange glow, Zifu returned to the palace.

After washing off all the bloody smell on his body, he went to bed and took a good sleep.
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inside the house.

Murong Yue leaned against the head of the bed, her palm lightly resting on the back of Shen Qingrong's hand.

Weiwei closed her eyes, and said softly: "Brother Shen, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, just wake me up."

Shen Qingrong, who seemed to be regarded as fragile porcelain, reluctantly responded, "Okay."

He had never been injured so badly, and he must have really scared her tonight.

Even the sword that was blocked for her more than half a year ago was not as serious as today's injury.

If Xiao Liu'er hadn't come tonight, he might have lost too much blood and died here.

Shen Qingrong didn't know how he felt at this moment, but looking at her from such a close distance, he felt as if she was stolen.

He's not afraid of death, he's just afraid that he won't be able to protect her.

If people know about their relationship, Murong Yue will also feel unsafe.

But now it seems that this little girl can really do anything.

Either way...

Let's take a step by step...

Everything that happened tonight was beyond Shen Qingrong's expectation.

Especially...Little Liu'er is so bold...

I don't know if the eldest princess taught her badly.

With a soft sigh in his heart, deep fatigue welled up in his body, Shen Qingrong turned his head slightly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
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The sky is bright.

When Shen Qingrong woke up, the house had already been cleaned up.

The windows were all open, and the original strong smell of blood was almost gone, and only a faint smell remained in the air.

The blood-stained screen was also removed, allowing Shen Qingrong to clearly see the situation outside.

Murong Yue was facing away from him, wondering what he was cooking.

It didn't take long, Murong Yue filled a bowl with rice paste and put it on the table to cool.

Seeing that Shen Qingrong woke up, Murong Yue immediately followed Zifu's instructions and gave him water and a cup of blood-red medicinal powder.

He took it over, not allowing him to move an inch, brought the rim of the cup to his lips, and let him drink it little by little.

Shen Qingrong had no choice but to drink the cup of medicine without moving when seeing the little girl's serious look.

"Brother Shen, if you don't cherish your body, I'll cut myself wherever you hurt."

Hearing this, Shen Qingrong's expression changed, "Murong Yue!"

As soon as he yelled, his lips were blocked.

Everything that was meant to be said was swallowed back.

"Brother Shen, your life was saved by me, and it is mine.

You have to always say things that make me unhappy, I don't mind using the way Sister Huang told me, and keep kissing until you agree. "

Shen Qingrong: "..."

He knew that it was the little girl who was taught badly by the eldest princess.

"Okay, I promise."

Shen Qingrong had a tight headache, "Don't do this in the future."

"That depends on whether Brother Shen is obedient or not."

"..."

Shen Qingrong's gentle brows and eyes were full of helplessness, the coldness of the past faded away, leaving only the helplessness of having nothing to do with her.

After slightly nodding her head in response, Murong Yue was also happy.

He got up to fetch the rice cereal on the table, and fed it to Shen Qingrong to drink spoonful by spoonful.

Seeing his obedient appearance, Murong Yue couldn't help but smiled slightly.

What Sister Huang secretly said to her last night was indeed correct.

Brother Shen cares about her.

That's why he was so angry when she said she was going to hurt herself.

The imperial sister also said that if he is disobedient, kiss him.He was obedient and kissed him too.

If you kiss, you will be obedient.

Hearing what Miss Huang said, she was right!
Hmph, I have been avoiding her before, but now she wants him to make it all up to me!

Shen Qingrong still didn't know what Murong Yue was thinking, so he drank the rice cereal in mouthfuls, and then healed quietly.

The smell of medicine in his mouth has been diluted a lot, and most of the wounds on his body have scabbed over.

The effect of the eldest princess's hemostatic medicine has only been seen in her life.

Those medicines that he drank also allowed him to slowly regain his vitality.

Such a serious injury, I didn't expect it to heal so quickly.

In about a few days, the back injury will be almost healed.

During Shen Qingrong's recuperating period, Murong Yue never went back, and stayed in the small courtyard to take care of him.

During the day, Zifu also came twice, and brought some meals and Murong Yue's change of clothes with them.

After seeing Shen Qingrong's recovery, he explained some things to Murong Yue, and then left.

That night, according to Zifu's instructions, Murong Yue had to undress Shen Qingrong and wipe her body.

Shen Qingrong refused to agree no matter what, in the end Murong Yue pressed him and kissed him until he agreed.

He had lost too much blood these few days, Shen Qingrong had no strength in his whole body, and was unable to break free from Murong Yue's shackles at all.

In the past, he was afraid that Xiao Liu'er would be bullied, so he taught her these boxing skills, but he didn't expect to use them all on him now.

"Murong Yue, I'll do it myself."

When the clothes on his upper body were taken off, Shen Qingrong was still struggling to reach the bottom line.

I saw freshly scabbed wounds all over his body, as well as large and small scars from previous injuries, whip marks, and even burns after torture...

Especially noticeable on fair skin.

Murong Yue stretched out her hand and pressed on those scars little by little.

Cracking his hand hard, he rubbed it repeatedly with his fingertips.

Feeling a few drops of cold on the back, I knew that the little girl was crying again.

Shen Qingrong lightly supported the side of the bed with one hand, sat up, and took the wet silk scarf from her hand.

Looking at Murong Yue's tear-stained face, he stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms, lowered his eyes and kissed her forehead, "Don't cry, are you scared?"

Murong Yue shook her head, grabbed his collar, and sobbed softly.

"You didn't even tell me..."

"Am I alright? Don't cry, elder brother Shen doesn't want to see Xiao Liu'er cry."

The long-lost gentle tone made Murong Yue cry even harder, sobbing nonstop.

Shen Qingrong had no choice but to hold her in his arms, and patted her on the back lightly.

He wanted to coax her, but he didn't expect to make her cry even harder.

"If you keep crying, brother Shen will cry."

(End of this chapter)