Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Gu Yunxi asked Yan Bei to send a medicine box and started to treat Jun Yexuan's wounds.

There were wounds all over his body, old and new. She had known for a long time that there were too many scars to count.

Now, many new injuries have been added.

Looking at it, it is really shocking.

Yan Bei called for bathing soup. This time, it was Gu Yunxi who requested that she bathe and change clothes for him.

It's not that she wants to get close to Jun Yexuan, but that this bastard... Based on Gu Yunxi's understanding of him, if he is allowed to bathe and change clothes by himself, he will definitely step into the tub.

He didn't care if the wound on his body was still bleeding, and just soaked his body in it.

How could there be such a arrogant man in this world?

"These wounds have been there for several days, why haven't they been treated?"

After giving him a bath, Gu Yunxi asked him to lean on the bed. She picked up the medicine and began to disinfect his wounds.

"No one is waiting for you." Jun Yexuan replied coldly.

Gu Yunxi paused her fingertips for a moment and couldn't help but say: "As long as Prince Xuan says a word, more than half of the girls in the entire Nanling will rush to serve you."

"Does that include you too?"

"Brother Four!"

"I haven't touched you yet, what's your name?" However, this cry is really nice.

I haven't listened to it for a long time, but now that I listen to it, the pain of the wounds on my body seems to have eased a lot.

He suddenly grabbed her hand that was applying medicine to him: "You hurt me."

"You are injured so badly. It will definitely hurt during disinfection." Gu Yunxi had no doubt that he was there.

"Then you admit that you hurt me?" A strange glint flashed across Jun Yexuan's eyes.

"I didn't mean it." It hurts, isn't there something that can't be done? She couldn't give him an anesthetic.

"Since you admit that you hurt me, you must take responsibility and prevent me from hurting you." There was something in his words.

Gu Yunxi was still concentrating on his wound and gently broke away from his hand. She said: "I don't have any anesthetic here. The pain is inevitable, but I will try to be as gentle as possible."

"Maybe you can do something else to make me... feel better."

"then you……"

"For example, call me the king."

Gu Yunxi was stunned for a moment, then blushed and laughed angrily: "You're crazy!"

Jun Yexuan didn't speak, and probably didn't have much energy left to speak.

He looked at Gu Yunxi's face. How long had it been since he had seen this face?

In fact, the face in my sight now has begun to become a little blurry.

After all, it is just a body of flesh and blood. If it bleeds too much, its consciousness will begin to collapse.

Just holding on.

When he doesn't feel safe, his strong willpower will always support his spirit and prevent him from falling.

But now, in front of Gu Yunxi, he felt...safe.

Once you feel safe and your heart relaxes, you begin to feel tired.

He is really tired.

"Damn woman... be gentle." Not only was she tired, but it also hurt.

"Why haven't the Fourth Emperor's injuries been dealt with properly in the past few days?" Gu Yunxi was now focusing on his wounds.

No time to take care of others.

What was terrible was not just the number of wounds, but the most troublesome thing was the way he dealt with each injury.

He just sprinkled some golden sore medicine to stop the bleeding, and didn’t even want to bandage it!

If you don’t cherish your body too much, how can it give people the illusion of decadence?

It makes people look at it, which is inexplicably heart-wrenching.

"Brother Four Emperors..." Gu Yunxi raised her head and met his gaze.

Jun Yexuan's vision was a little blurry, her heart tightened slightly, and she whispered: "Brother Four Emperors, the wound on the chest is a bit serious. The small sand inside must be cleaned and the wound must be re-opened. It will be very painful. You have to Bear with it.”

Even when she said this, she felt so much pain.

Jun Yexuan just looked at her, not knowing whether he didn't understand what she said or whether he meant something else.

He suddenly took her hand and pressed it on his chest.

"I...have been enduring it. How long do you want me to endure it? Until...the moment of my death?"