He is warm with time

Chapter 67 This is my husband-in-law 1
He was curious for the first time, and he said something he couldn't believe, "Trouble girl."

He himself was surprised when he said this.

Forget it, let's talk about it.

After taking off his shirt, there was indeed a bloodstain left by a sharp knife brushing and sweeping behind him.

For the rest, it was fine.

She shook her head, "It's okay."

Disinfecting and applying medicine, he didn't say a word, as if he didn't feel it, and he seemed to be used to it.

Qin Xi shook her head, why didn't she feel it?

I'm probably used to it.

If you look carefully, there are still some faint scars on his back, but compared to what was left just now, it is not so obvious.

"Okay." She withdrew her hand, "You still have injuries on your body, and the clothes are all wet, so you can't wear them anymore. There are clean inner clothes here. If you don't mind putting them on, you can go to the village tomorrow. Buy a few in the market."

The quilt that I had just been lying on was also wet, and I could no longer lie on it.

She helped him to sit on the chair first, he was fine, and he was not as cold as before, but his whole body still exuded a sense of alienation.

At this time, Pang Liang also took medicine.

When they came over, they saw that their Highness was wearing a slightly smaller inner garment, but the lower garment was still a little wet.

His Highness kept looking at the back of the girl, who was making the bed.

His Highness's eyes were still as calm as ever, making it difficult to see any emotions.

The charcoal stove in the room was a bit weak, Song Ling held the charcoal fire, "Miss, let me do it."

"It's okay, it's almost done."

"Add some charcoal fire."

The temperature in the room rose instantly.

Ji Xi went to the outside room.

A room is separated by three parts, the easternmost is Jixi's room, the middle part is the outer hall, and the westernmost is Songling's room.

The kitchen is outside.

The small courtyard is not big, but there is a pavilion built by myself.

When they came, it was really desolate here.

Ji Xi and Song Ling lay on the same bed.

Song Ling originally said that she would give the bed to Ji Xi, but Ji Xi said that if she didn't lie down, she wouldn't sleep either.

So, the two of them, master and servant, lay on the same bed.

Ji Xi and Shi Yi were watching this scene before their eyes.

I just feel that when the screen changes, it will be the next day.

The sky cleared and the storm finally stopped.

"Fortunately, I picked some plum blossoms earlier, let's make plum porridge today." Song Ling looked at Qin Xi, who nodded at her with a smile.

Pang Liang took the initiative to undertake the task of chopping firewood, just to contribute.

It was also the first time for the prince to see such a special soup.

Today is fine, but the road is still muddy. Song Ling went to the village to ask for a doctor, and it took a lot of time to go back and forth.

The doctor is also an old doctor in the village, and his medical skills are not bad.

After reading it, he prescribed two prescriptions, "I have to trouble Miss Xiaoling to come back with me to get some medicine."

"No problem." Song Ling followed and went back. Before leaving, Qin Xi took out two pairs of Xinna's shoes from the room.

"Grandpa." She smiled and handed it to the old man.

Song Ling patted herself on the forehead, "Look at my memory."

She ran to the place where the wine was buried in the back room and took out two jars of wine.

"Grandpa, the plum wine just dug out still tastes the same as before. It's cold, drink some wine to keep warm."

They have lived here for many years. The young lady often fell ill, and the grandfather helped them a lot. Every time they saw a doctor, it was not good money, and he often gave them relief.

Later, when they had a way to make money, they often gave the village name some food, and every year they gave the old man new shoes and clothes, all made by themselves.

There are all kinds of plum trees in front of the gate, and they often make wine and make some preserved fruits, keep them for themselves, and give them to the villagers.

(End of this chapter)