Reborn Black Lotus can read minds

Xiao Xingyun leaned down.

Next to the desk was a slightly open window, the night breeze blew in, and Shen Yuan's brows frowned slightly.

"Does it still hurt?"

His gentle voice came from the quiet room.

Shen Yuan was stunned for a few seconds.

Many strange images flashed through her mind.

For example, he picked her up from the bottomless pool, another example was when he threw her into the sky, and another example was when he beat her in the bamboo forest!

It’s too many to write about! What happened to this person today that his wooden head suddenly sprouted?

Shen Yuan looked into his eyes: "Third Young Master, why do you..."

She sat on his chair, and he leaned over, restraining her with his hands, not letting her go... This posture was so weird!

But she couldn't escape even if she ran.

Xiao Xingyun asked seriously: "Does it still hurt? It's on your back, hands, legs..."

Shen Yuan finally understood that he was asking about her injury.

She smiled and said, "The pain has stopped a long time ago. Speaking of which, I would also like to thank Third Young Master for the ointment. It is simply a miracle medicine. It doesn't even leave a scar!"

Xiao Xingyun lowered his head and came to her neck, "He healed so quickly? Let me see."

Look?What are you looking at?

The distance was so close that Shen Yuan's entire body was wrapped in his aura.

She couldn't get away from him, so she had to do the next best thing, use softness to overcome strength, push him away, and said aggrievedly: "Third Young Master, you are too close..."

The candle burned to the end and went out. The cool moonlight shone into the room through the window, making the room hazy and ambiguous.

Under the soft moonlight, Shen Yuan's face was crimson, and his eyes were wandering around in panic, adding a bit of charming charm.

"Show me the injury." Xiao Xingyun stared straight at him with his long eyes.

Holding her.

His tone was plain, but he was so domineering that he could not be criticized.

She was a little scared.

In her youthful spirit, she instigated his girls to go away. Wouldn't she be able to escape? This place is no better than Kyoto, with flowers and trees everywhere, and any kind of woman you want can be found. The environment here is harsh, and you can’t even get enough to eat. Where are the women?

She didn't believe that he had been indifferent to her in the past, and why he suddenly wanted to see his injuries today. She was not stupid, she could sense the meaning behind this.

Thinking of this, she didn't dare to look at him and murmured in a low voice: "It's better...Why doesn't the third young master believe me..."

I don't know since when, she naturally stopped calling herself a slave in front of him.

Xiao Xingyun stared at her. She exuded the familiar scent of white roses. Her cheeks were red with nervousness, like a red white rose. She looked delicate and cute.

Seeing that he was distracted, she punched him in the chest and took the opportunity to punch out from one side, as flexible as a small carp.

After breaking free from his restraint, she ran away.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Xingyun suddenly stretched out his hand to cover his chest and said in pain: "My strength is not small, my wound has not healed yet, I am afraid it will open again..."

Shen Yuan was shocked, "Are you injured? When did it happen?"

She thought for a while and said anxiously: "It's time to grab weapons, right? After you sent me away that day, you were accidentally injured?"

Xiao Xingyun did not answer. The expression on his usually calm and solemn face was frighteningly rich. Even if he swallowed hundreds of needles, he would not be in such pain. Shen Yuan became even more panicked. She carefully lifted him up and said, "I'll call the doctor."

He took her hand and said, "Hold me

Just go to the couch and rest for a while. "

Shen Yuan put his arm on her shoulders and slowly helped him to the bed.

"Where does it hurt?"

"I did use too much force just now... I didn't know you were injured, and the wound is probably bleeding again now..." Shen Yuan frowned, and her little face turned pale with fear.

The situation in Taoxian County is very bad. The refugees and the Huns are eyeing each other. If Xiao Xingyun, the backbone of the army, falls, wouldn't they be meat on the chopping board and allowed to be bullied by those two sides? Xiao Xingyun can die anywhere, but he must not die in Taoxian County. Otherwise, what will happen if the lives of so many people are in danger?

Shen Yuan helped him onto the bed and went to fetch hot water and make tea. She was so flustered and anxious that she did a lot of things without realizing it.

She sat down next to him with a cup of hot tea, patted his shoulder gently, and comforted him.

Xiao Xingyun's face was pale, with no blood at all, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He must have been in terrible pain, but a person like him wouldn't scream when he was in pain. It was so anxious.

"Third Young Master, are you feeling better?" Shen Yuan asked gently.

His long eyes were half-closed and half-opened, and he didn't seem to be conscious.

Shen Yuan had never seen him like this before, and she felt like the sky was falling. She was mumbling in a panic.

"...In this place in the Northern Desert, the city walls are in dilapidated condition, the people are frighteningly indifferent, and all the surrounding forces are not fuel-efficient lamps, they are all people who have been beaten out of the dead..." The place is not as good as the Xiao Mansion. The bed is simple and hard, the room is small and damp, and there are all kinds of insects crawling around. The food is not good, and there is only a nest to hold and chew...

...The weather is not good either, it’s rainy, windy, cold and hot..."

"Do you regret it?" Xiao Xingyun made a weak voice.

Shen Yuan didn't expect him to answer. These complaints were just for her own ears.

She couldn't tell him that she really regretted it, could she?

She thought that the Northern Desert was another Liaoyuan, and she thought that she could adapt quickly to living in such a place.

Unexpectedly, there are no vast grasslands in the Northern Desert, no grandma who is always smiling, no grandpa who delivers eggs and home-made bacon to the mansion every day, no huge martial arts training grounds, and no guards everywhere... .. At this juncture of neither getting better nor getting worse, what can she say?

The look on her face was unnatural, helpless and panicked, and even her speech became unclear.

"I, I am your personal maid. I am meant to be with you all the time. You left alone and left me in the house. What's going on..."

Brief silence.

"Are you afraid...that I'll leave you behind?"

He asked seriously, and the painful look on his face just now disappeared.

She raised her head and looked at him confusedly, but she couldn't understand the meaning in his dark eyes.

She met his long, slightly shining eyes, and the mole under his eyes became extremely conspicuous.

"When we were in the cave, I annoyed you. You said you wanted to find a family for me to marry... At that time, I was afraid... I was afraid that you didn't want me anymore... ...I always get you into trouble and ruin your good deeds...I..."

Before he finished speaking, a sudden

The force suddenly grabbed her wrist, and her whole body was pulled into the quilt. Then she felt a heat on her back. The man's hard body leaned forward, one hand wrapped around her waist, and the other hand held her He buried his head in his chest and hugged her tightly.

The movements were quick but gentle.

Shen Yuan struggled in his arms, but he held her tighter. His body was very broad, and the faint scent of hosta penetrated her body from the pores of her clothes.

She held her breath and was about to continue struggling when he gently took her hand, intertwined his fingers with hers, and pressed her hand back.

A warmth came from her fingertips, and she trembled slightly.

The warmth of the intertwined fingertips penetrates the body and reaches the tip of the heart. A wave of warmth surged through her body, wisps of it.

She bit her lip to get rid of the uncomfortable feeling.

He lowered his eyes and lay on her neck, with the tip of his nose vaguely touching the back of her neck, and whispered: "Let me hold you for a while, okay."

His weak breath floated into her ears.