If you don’t cherish the love we wear quickly, why are you crying if you change your mind?

"Your opponent is my king, but it's a pity that you have no power to fight back."

As the deep voice fell, the guards behind the regent swarmed up and arrested the thief.

Wu Changqing shouted unwillingly: "Xiao Yi! You were only ten years old when you joined the army!"

"He's just a young boy doing odd jobs behind the team!"

"Don't say it's you, even your father doesn't have as much seniority as me. Why is it that when the new dynasty was established, your Xiao family was able to control the dynasty, while I was squatting in a useless place training troops to defend the border?!"

Ambition is enough to kill one's loyalty to the country.

And Xiao Yi became the regent at a young age, and he could be said to cover the sky with one hand in Zhao State. Wu Changqing's anger and jealousy accumulated over the years had long been turned into a long sword, and he wanted to kill Xiao Yi at any time.

This time he entered the city under the banner of Qingjun, but he never expected to be killed by Xiao Yi before the war broke out.

Facing his raging anger, Xiao Yi only said in a deep voice: "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. There is no point in talking. Someone will put him in jail pending trial."

Jiang Miao didn't pay attention to Wu Changqing's scolding anymore, because her attention was completely fixed by Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi turned around, his eyes falling on her slightly disheveled clothes and her snow-white neck, his voice cold, "Did he touch you?"

There was no trace of murderous intent in his words.

Jiang Miao shook his head, "No."

Xiao Yi stretched out his hand to her, "Come here."

It was just two faint words, but Jiang Miao still walked towards him involuntarily.

Xiao Yi hugged her and placed his slender fingers on her neck, "It's broken."

Jiang Miao felt his fingertips brushing against the skin of his neck.

The ropes on her hands and feet have been untied, and now Xiao Yi's fingertips are on her wrists again.

His voice sounded above his head, "My wrists are red too."

"Are you scared?"

"Why don't you cry?"

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and before she could speak, she saw Xiao Yi squatting on one knee in front of her.

"Come up."

"Oh" Jiang Miao lay on his warm back and put her arms around his neck.

Xiao Yi carried her out of the cave, his feet crunching on the snow. Xiao Qi followed to hold an umbrella for them.

"Xiao Yi, please be gentler, my legs hurt a little," Jiang Miao whispered in his ear.

The warm breath fell in his ears, and the sweet voice of the little girl made Xiao Yi subconsciously increase the strength in his hands.

Pain instantly shot through her thigh, and Jiang Miao let out a hiss.

"Put me down and walk away by yourself. You're holding me so hard that it hurts."

Xiao Yi really put the person down, and at this time they also came to a tall horse.

Just when Jiang Miao thought she really wanted to leave by herself, Xiao Yi suddenly picked her up and hugged her sideways.

Then he carried her onto the horse.

Before she could recover, Xiao Yi put the umbrella in Xiao Qi's hand into her hand and said, "Sit tight."

After saying that, he led the horse away.

Jiang Miao lowered his head and watched condescendingly as the white snow fell on Xiao Yi's shoulders and hair.

Even his eyebrows were stained by the wind and snow.

Jiang Miao put away her umbrella and said to him: "There's no need to open the umbrella. Come up."

Xiao Yi glanced at her, said no more, got on his horse, hugged her into his arms, and rode forward.

The cold wind and snow fell on the two of them, but Jiang Miao didn't feel cold. She even felt that his chest was too hot, and even her heart warmed a little.

In the last days, there has never been such a person who can stand up for her and bring her warmth.

No matter how much Xiao Yi's feelings are, at least all this is not indifferent to her.

Jiang Miao was brought back to the Prince Regent's Palace by him. As soon as he arrived at the Palace, Xiao Qi came over to report the matter to Xiao Yi without avoiding her.

She listened to a few words and said wisely: "Go and do your work, I'm fine."

Xiao Yi said to Xiao Qi with a cold tone, "Let Yang Zijian handle this matter. Something happened to my king's people on his territory. If he can't handle it, let him come to Xiao Mansion to apologize."

After saying that, he pulled Jiang Miao up and turned around and entered the house.

"Legs hurt, don't walk too fast." Jiang Miao scratched the back of Xiao Yi's hand with her fingers.

Xiao Yi stopped and looked back at her. He bent down and hugged her legs, lifting her upright.

A feeling of weightlessness came, and Jiang Miao immediately hugged his arm with both arms. He was startled again, and Jiang Miao kicked her legs to get down.

I don't know what she bumped into when she was moving around. Xiao Yi stopped walking and sighed in a mute warning.

"Don't move."

It was rare for Jiang Miao to see him deflated, so he struggled deliberately this time.

Xiao Yi was wearing a powerful outfit at this time, and she was twisting violently. She caused a strong heart palpitation to spread to his forehead, which stimulated his eyes to become deeper and deeper.

When Jiang Miao heard his breathing, she finally realized something was wrong. She was so frightened that she froze and dared not move.

Xiao Yi took a few breaths and waited until the strong feeling subsided before raising his head and staring at her.

"Why aren't you moving?"

His face faced the snowy light outside, and the undercurrent in his eyes made Jiang Miao's heart pound.

"I just want to take you in to apply the medicine, please stop moving around, okay?" His tone was rare and gentle, as if he was coaxing the little girl, making her sound a little doting.

"Oh" Jiang Miao lowered her head slightly, hugged his neck tightly with her hands, pressed her face against his head and stopped moving.

……

Jiang Miao was put on the couch by him and watched him turn around and go out.

She sat up and felt a pain in her lower back and legs. She might have been bumped when the bandits threw her into the cave at White Horse Temple.

When I kicked off my shoes, lifted up my dress, and rolled up my trouser legs, I saw a bruise.

"Hiss!" If you've lost money, you wouldn't have risked your life if you had known better.

At this moment, Xiao Yi came over carrying a small medicine box. Seeing that the person who was originally lying on the bed had sat up, he quickly hid his exposed legs between the quilts.

Xiao Yi walked to her legs and sat down, "Lie down and I'll give you medicine."

"Be good."

Jiang Miao's ears felt a little hot, so she simply lay down, pulled up the quilt and stopped looking at him.

When fighting zombies in the apocalypse, injuries are inevitable, and she basically takes care of it herself. No one will be as cautious as Xiao Yi.

Lifting her legs and placing them on his legs, he carefully applied the medicine.

Through her robe, Jiang Miao could clearly feel his tight muscles, which were taut and hard against her legs.

Not knowing what he thought of, Jiang Miao's throat suddenly shrank, and she subconsciously retracted her legs as if she had been burned by his fingers.

Because it was too hard, the friction caused bruises and caused a gasp.

Xiao Yi held down her legs and a chuckle fell in her ears.

"It's just medicine, what are you afraid of?"

"Me!" Jiang Miao shut up, unable to speak in one breath.

Only Na Na added, "I'm not used to it."

Saying that, he put his legs back.

The dressing table opposite reflected Xiao Yi's tight and slender legs.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of his tight spots, and Jiang Miao paid careful attention to them. Even if the medicated oil massage caused pain, she did not dare to move.

Xiao Yi returned to his usual calmness, his eyes were calm, and he lowered his head slightly to massage her bruises.

Complex emotions are overflowing uncontrollably

From the corner of his eye, he looked at her snow-white feet, as if they could be grasped with one palm.

Thinking about it, the intensity of rubbing the bruises increased unconsciously.

"Hiss~" Jiang Miao frowned slightly and subconsciously curled up her toes.

"Does it hurt?" Xiao Yi paused and asked in a low voice.

A subtle atmosphere quietly enveloped this world.

Jiang Miao tilted her head slightly, grabbed the quilt with her fingers, and responded in a low voice, "No."

"Okay, where else does it hurt?" Xiao Yi said slowly.

Jiang Miao trembled slightly and said, "Back waist."

Xiao Yi was silent for a moment, "Take it off."

"Turn over."

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