Want to Ascend? Then Fall in Love

Before Shen Qingxian was about to faint, he heard an angry shout: "Stop!"

His vision was blurred by the blood, and he saw a tall figure in the colorful red, which was strange and strangely familiar... At this moment, his heart hurt more than his body, and the only tiny spot on his face The blood is gone!

He didn't know where the strength came from, and he desperately resisted. He wanted to speak, but his hoarse voice could only make the sound of "ahhh", helpless and embarrassed.

When Gu Jianshen saw such a bloody Shen Qingxian, his heart was about to explode.

He tried his best to find someone, and finally found him, but he was tossed like this!

"It's okay...it's okay..." He carefully hugged Shen Qingxian, comforting him and himself.

Shen Qingxian struggled too weakly, and the voice he made seemed to be asking for help, how could Gu Jianshen tell the difference?He could only hold him carefully, avoiding the wound on his body.

After all, Shen Qingxian had no strength, his consciousness gradually became blurred, and he passed out.

Gu Jianshen picked him up and strode towards the carriage...

The group of people behind them all kept silent, not daring to let out their breath!

After placing the person in place for now, Gu Jianshen turned his head and said, "Tell the imperial doctor!"

After he finished speaking, his eyes swept over the place where Shen Qingxian suffered so much, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Execute them all."

The four words fell to the ground, followed by begging for mercy, especially the man at the head, who walked over on his knees and begged, "Your Highness, please forgive me, old slave... this old slave just..."

Gu Jianshen was furious, pulled out his sword, and cut off his head directly.

It was completely silent now, and countless people opened their eyes wide, looking at the gushing blood and the head rolling to the ground, they were completely shocked.

Gu Jianshen didn't look at them again, but hurried into the car, carefully hugging the bloody man, feeling so distressed that he didn't know what to do.

Why did you choose such a meaty fetus?How can you let yourself suffer like this?

Gu Jianshen really wanted to take him back to the Weixin Palace, why would he be so jealous, his heart ached to death.

Fortunately, Lord Emperor Zun still had some sense, he knew very well that if he returned to the Ideal Palace like this, Shen Qingxian would definitely come back again in a blink of an eye, and he would still suffer the same.

What he really should do is to heal his wounds as soon as possible, coax him to fall in love with him as soon as possible, and get the task done.

Gu Jian took a deep breath, carefully surrounding him, to avoid the car from bumping him, which would only increase the pain.

Shen Qingxian was in a daze, the pain was so extreme that he couldn't feel the pain anymore, his consciousness was very fuzzy, he only insisted on thinking that he couldn't die, absolutely couldn't die, how could he be willing to die like this!

The strong desire to survive brought him endless pain.

The whole back seemed to be burning, the dense pain made the scalp numb, and there were sporadic pains in other parts of the body, but it was nothing compared to the whiplash on the back.

Shen Qingxian vaguely smelled a faint scent of medicine, followed by a burst of coldness, he shrank his body, and heard that deep and charming voice: "Don't be afraid, I will give you the medicine, and you will be fine soon."

The man's voice was extremely gentle, like the most expensive goose down quilt, wrapped tightly, with endless warmth.

But Shen Qingxian only felt shame.

He closed his eyes, refusing to let himself make any sound, even refusing to let his body tremble.

Apparently the latter was too much for him, out of his control.

After an unknown amount of time, the medicine was finished, and Shen Qingxian was so exhausted from the pain that he couldn't manage any more, and fell asleep.

Day after day, Shen Qingxian was taken care of with great care.

Gu Jianshen didn't pretend to be someone else's hand at all, he took care of him wholeheartedly, he just wished he could hold him in the palm of his hand.

Although Shen Qingxian's "appearance" was tragic, this meat fetus was not ordinary, his wounds healed quickly, and his quality seemed to be good, but it's a pity...

Gu Jianshen is not as proficient in medical skills as Shen Qingxian, but it is not difficult for ordinary people to check their bodies.

Shen Qingxian's body was completely useless after his meridians were severed.

The methods of strengthening his body that he had prepared for him were useless at all, and now that he was able to give birth well, it was already the limit to prevent him from suffering.

After seven full days, Shen Qingxian finally got away from the ghost gate.

He opened his eyes, and a pair of cold eyes fell on Gu Jianshen.

Gu Jianshen asked him, "How do you feel?"

Shen Qingxian lowered his eyelashes and remained silent.

Gu Jianshen quickly said: "I'm confused, your throat is hurt, don't talk for now, but don't be afraid, it can be cured."

Shen Qingxian didn't look at him anymore, just sat quietly by the bed, staring at the golden floor with no expression on his face.

Gu Jianshen had long been used to his indifferent appearance, so he didn't care, he said again: "Wait a minute, I'll get you something to eat."

Shen Qingxian remained silent, sitting there like an ice sculpture in the snow.

Gu Jianshen came back quickly, and he cooked soft porridge, which was rich in aroma and rich in nutrition, which was very suitable for Shen Qingxian who was ill.

He scooped up a spoonful, carefully blew it cool and brought it to Shen Qingxian's mouth.

Shen Qingxian stared at it without blinking, the fragrant rice porridge whetted his appetite.

He was very hungry and hadn't eaten anything like this for a long time.

But the only remaining dignity is resisting, violently resisting...

An unspeakable sadness welled up in his throat, and Shen Qingxian suddenly pushed away the spoon brought to his lips.

Gu Jianshen was unprepared, and was pushed hard by him, but he couldn't hold it firmly, not only the spoon, but even the bowl fell out.

The sticky porridge was spilled all over the body, the expensive porcelain was smashed into pieces, and the crisp impact sounded like a heavy hammer to wake up the calm, smashing all the illusions to pieces.

Shen Qingxian glanced at Gu Jianshen, and after looking away, he didn't say a word, and he still sat there like that, with his body straight, his pale lips tightly pursed, and his expression completely indifferent.

I thought that what was waiting would be the fury of thunder, or even a violent beating under the rage - after all, he is not a good-tempered person.

But none of these things came, what was waiting was a soft sigh and gentle words: "Don't you want to eat?"

Shen Qingxian's body was tense, with a little surprise in his eyes.

Gu Jianshen said again: "Eat more, otherwise how can you get better?"

After speaking, he had already bent over to put away the tiles on the floor, and went to get a rag to wipe the shiny golden floor...

Shen Qingxian looked at him blankly, not knowing what he was doing.

Gu Jianshen's body was also sticky, he continued: "Wait a minute, I'll go wash it."

Due to geographical factors, this Indian country is hot all year round, so there is very little clothing. For example, Gu Jianshen only wore a thin white shirt on his upper body.

He went to take a short shower, and when he changed his clothes, he thought: How about wearing gold?Maybe Xiao Lianhua will look him in the eye.

But that golden body is really not like ordinary clothes, just put it on like this...

I'm afraid I'm going to be taken for a fool!

Forget it, there is no rush for now.

Gu Jianshen thought that he didn't like porridge, so he made some light refreshments... Although he was not nutritious, let him eat at least, it was so uncomfortable to be so hungry.

There is no bigu talk about this meat fetus.

Lord Dizun is devoted to his wife, as for what his wife is thinking... um...

Gu Jianshen was what Shen Qingxian was when he went out, and what he was when he came back.

This scene is really beautiful, Shen Qingxian has a beautiful appearance and a beautiful temperament, and sitting in the golden sky is deserted like a banished fairy.

Gu Jianshen came in with a snack, and said in a low voice: "If you don't want to drink porridge, you can have some pastry, it's not sweet, it's very soft, you can cushion your stomach a bit."

A trace of surprise flashed in Shen Qingxian's eyes very quickly, he looked at those small and exquisite pastries, and really didn't understand what the man in front of him was doing.

Gu Jianshen coaxed him in a warm voice: "Taste it first, if it doesn't suit my taste, I'll prepare it again."

Shen Qingxian still didn't move, Gu Jianshen simply picked up a piece of fluffy and soft golden snack and brought it to his lips.

The light color is like lips covered with a thin layer of frost, and the golden pastry is like a little sun. As usual, his little Lianhua will eat it in one bite, and then smile.

But now...

Shen Qingxian frowned, her lips moved slightly, but she refused to open her mouth.

Even the little golden snacks can't induce him to speak?

Could it be that there is too much gold and he is resistant?

Hmm... Lord Emperor Zun was vaguely a little happy that Comrade Xiao Jin could be completely thrown into limbo after staying for a while.

Gu Jianshen was in a good mood thinking about it, and his voice became more gentle: "Try it, the taste is not bad."

Shen Qingxian paused for a long time, and finally moved. He didn't eat what Gu Jianshen brought to his mouth, but took one by himself, and carefully took a bite.

The scent of milk filled the mouth in an instant, and the already hungry body was screaming crazily.

Shen Qingxian tried hard not to be too embarrassed, but his fingers still trembled, the softness he hadn't tasted for a long time gave great comfort to his stomach.

How can a small piece of pastry?He could eat an entire plate.

But the self-cultivation engraved in his bones made him behave with restraint and elegance.

Gu Jianshen smiled brightly - Shen Qingxian ate a small red snack, so in his eyes, is red better than gold?

Lord Emperor Zun suddenly felt that his position had become much stronger, so he took the initiative to help him pick up the little golden snack.

Shen Qingxian is so hungry, how can he tell the difference between gold, gold, red and red?Seeing most of the snacks being picked away, he felt cold in his heart.

Sure enough, he was teasing him.

Another form of bad taste.

What kind of temper is this man? How could he not be clear?

Shen Qingxian lowered his eyes, and stopped eating after a few meals.

Gu Jianshen thought he was full, and although he was worried that eating too little would be bad for his recovery, he couldn't be in a hurry, so he just said, "Tell me what you want to eat."

Shen Qingxian didn't make a sound, his voice was ruined, so there was nothing he could say.

Gu Jianshen said again: "You don't need to talk, just write it to me."

Shen Qingxian raised his head abruptly.

Gu Jianshen didn't understand why he was so surprised, he just said: "If you feel bored, just walk around, the study is outside, I put pen and ink for you."

Shen Qingxian's lips moved, a little uncertain...

Gu Jianshen didn't say any more, he was still thinking about making him something beautiful, delicious and nutritious at night.

People are iron, food is steel, he was seriously injured, no matter how difficult it is to eat raw, how can he recover?

The noble prince went to the kitchen to get busy, and it took Shen Qingxian a long while to stand up with the support of the bedpost.

When he moved, his back was pulled and hurt, but he wanted to see...

After taking a step, cold sweat rolled down his forehead, Shen Qingxian panted slightly, his heart was extremely cold.

His body is gone.

Flesh wounds can be healed, but they are destined not to be able to lift their shoulders and hands. He used to, he used to clearly...

Shen Qingxian closed his eyes, his bloodless lips collapsed into a line.

He endured the pain, breathed calmly, and walked out of this luxurious room with extremely slow but persistent steps.

It was still luxurious and dispirited outside, he leaned on the wall, his knuckles turned white, and walked stubbornly to the desk.

Gu Jianshen didn't lie to him, there was paper and ink spread here, all of which were excellent.

Shen Qingxian held the golden brush with trembling hands, and when it was dipped in ink, he froze.

There is a red agate paperweight in front of it, shaped like a peach blossom in full bloom, the whole body is bright red, and the stamens are wrapped with gold threads, which is lifelike.

A sweetness spread to the mouth, Shen Qingxian threw away the brush with all his strength, leaned against the desk and gasped for breath.

Did he lay out paper and prepare ink just to let him see this thing!