Tyrant's "stand-in" shadow guard

Li Xingjin didn't know why the shadow guard suddenly said sorry, and hugged him coquettishly.

Thinking that the other party was guilty of something wrong with him in the competition just now, he was uneasy because he failed to win against Gu Qingwu, his heart turned into water, looked at the young man, and coaxed in a low voice: "Little fool, what are you talking about? Your things, I will keep others from touching them no matter what."

The Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment is acting positively and violatingly, not only wants to make money from him, but also sends his sons and daughters to make small moves to guard against him. How can there be such a cheap thing in the world?

He never thought of giving up the position of deputy commander from the beginning to the end.

Whoever it was in the past, it will be the same in the future.

As for Gu Qingwu, who knows why that idiot wants to fight for this seat on a whim, it's a waste to give him.

He lightly touched the area around Ying Qi's wound, being careful not to touch the wound that had begun to congeal, got up and pushed him down on the bed without any explanation, and said: "The people in the Tai Hospital are all dead! It's been so long since they came here. I'll clean it up for you first."

Shadow Seven did not refuse.

When the maidservant fetched water and came in, Li Xingjin dipped the white cloth in water, bent down and held Ying Qi under his body, fearing that Ying Qi would move randomly, a big hand grabbed his two wrists and intertwined them and pressed them on top of the opponent's head. Holding a wet cloth in one hand, rubbing it along the wound from top to bottom, the strength is gentle, several times lighter than when applying the medicine to Ying Qi before.

Ying Qi's waist and abdomen are sensitive, that hand was pressing on the white cloth, circling tenderly on his body non-stop, and Li Xingjin's other hand was pressing on his wrist and leaning against the bed, so he had to try his best to get on his body. Treating the wound with a relatively natural posture, the opponent's face was facing his abdomen, a short distance away, the warm breath from his nose almost hit his skin, Ying Qi couldn't help panting.

His calf naturally hung down by the bed, surrounded by Li Xingjin's slender legs on both sides, his body and lower body seemed to be filled with the faint scent of ambergris from the other party's body.

Hearing his low voice, Li Xingjin suddenly raised his head to look at Ying Qi, the intense flame in his eyes made Ying Qi feel that his whole body was about to burn.

This feeling is simply unprecedented.

He bent his knees, and his calf moved reflexively, but bumped into something hard...

Li Xingjin's voice was unbelievably hoarse, as if he was being burned by a raging fire: "Don't move around."

For the first time, Ying Qi knew that her face could also turn red.

Li Xingjin looked at Ying Qi under him, took a deep breath, rubbed the delicate skin with the hand on the other's wrist, and touched the reddish face of the other hand with the other hand, the blood on his hand was accidentally stained. Going up, Ying Qi saw his bloody hand and half closed his eyes.

"Afraid of blood?" Li Xingjin's voice was lowered to the lowest, like a whispering demon, paralyzing the perception of the person below him, hooking the fear and escape hidden in the depths of the other party.

Ying Qi's neck pulled out a graceful and tense arc, the blush on his face faded, and his long eyelashes shone like feathers.

His held hands subconsciously wanted to gather together, and his index finger raised: "No."

Li Xingjin laughed softly, glanced at the tough expression of the young man, stretched out his hand, grabbed the restless finger, pinched it, covered the distress in his eyes, and said along with him: "Well, don't be afraid, I'm here .”

The blood of paranoia and tyranny flowed in his body, Li Xingjin could hardly control his desire to lock the person by his side completely, but even in front of his eyes, he still couldn't guarantee that the other person would not be injured by random arrows.

It was still too slow, he no longer had the patience to wait any longer, playing peek-a-boo with the people behind him.

Outside the dormitory, in Yulin Palace, a young man with a clean and pale face was slowly walking in with a medicine box on his back.

Seeing the maids on duty in the inner hall, after the maids pointed him in the direction with a blank expression, they seemed to have known the flaws of these maids, the young man saluted and nodded, and said in a low voice: "Thank you. "He followed the direction pointed by the other party and walked in.

He wanted to knock on the door, but probably the owner of the house forgot or didn't care about Daxiu Erotica.

Anyway, when the young man walked through the corridor and turned to the only room on this side, he saw the door was wide open, and the figures on the bed overlapped and murmured suddenly.

One foot that the young man took stepped back in embarrassment, looking at the sky speechlessly.

He didn't want to come either, Baizhou's dog emperor is nothing, he has been raising it all these days, and the injuries he suffered in the punishment department have not healed, especially the few times the dog emperor gave him, his hands are not good now .

But he also knew that the other party spared his life because of his master's sake. No, the other party might not care about his master at all. Most of the reasons why he survived were lying on the bed now. the one.

Therefore, if he wanted to commit crimes and perform meritorious deeds, and complete the tasks assigned by his master, he also had to show his presence in front of the other party more.

However, isn't this Hundred Zhou Emperor a bit too heavy-spoken?Wasn't that the one who said the injury was serious?This can be done, it really is a "lewd and immoral" tyrant.

Thoughtful, the young man glanced at the maidservants standing in the inner hall through the hollow carved window.

Seeing that the two people in the room were about to make a scene like never before, the young man thought for a while, so he retreated to the corner, made some noise, heard whispers in the room, and waited for a while before exiting the corner of the corridor.

Seeing the too young imperial physician kneeling on the ground, Li Xingjin narrowed his eyes, but said nothing, "Come here and show him."

The young man just got up, and with Li Xingjin's bloody eyes, Rumang carefully checked Ying Qi's wound behind his back.

Seeing that Ying Qi's upper body was entangled indiscriminately with soft gauze, not even leaving the waist on the other side of the wound, leaving only the wound for him to see, he almost couldn't help but look at the sky speechlessly, and immediately understood why he left Xing Jin looked at him as if he was about to kill someone.

But he swears to God, he really doesn't like men very much.

Ying Qi felt that this young imperial doctor was familiar, and only after thinking about it did he realize that he had met him once in the imperial hospital, but other than that, he always had an inexplicable feeling when facing this person, this strange feeling Prompted him to take the initiative to speak rarely: "What's your name?"

He wanted to hear the other party's voice.

The other party was taken aback, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he said with a smile: "Little minister Fu Qing."

"You..." He wanted to ask something else, but when he noticed Li Xingjin next to him, he stopped talking again.

He exposed the wound, and he didn't know what he was asking for proof, so he took a look at the other party and said, "Clean the wound first."

His demeanor, in Li Xingjin's eyes, changed his taste.

For a moment, Fu Qing felt that the gaze stabbing at him could kill him on the spot, and he couldn't help but tremble. The desire to survive made his mind turn sharply, and he said quickly: "Master Qiwei's wound is not at the root, as long as he doesn't touch the water on weekdays, It will be fine after more than ten days. The wound looks like it has been cleaned up very well, and the minister suddenly remembered that there is an urgent matter at the Tai Hospital, so he left the wound medicine and let Master Lao Weiqi do his own thing."

After all, he had to salute and leave.

Li Xingjin looked at Fu Qing bowing back step by step with an expressionless face, and waited for the other person to step out of the room with one foot, and said slowly: "Wait a minute."

Fu Qing came in stooping again, gritted his teeth in his heart, he had been whipped and served by the commander of the Criminal Division at the waist, and he is still not fully recovered, stooping is a kind of torture. He didn't believe that Li Xingjin didn't know.

However, he endured the pain and stood for a long time, but he still couldn't see the other party opening his mouth. Just when he couldn't bear it anymore, he heard the other party say lightly: "It's okay, step back."

Fu Qing: "..."

In the future, no one can mess with the jealous and narrow-minded tyrant.

Ying Qi didn't notice the unusual atmosphere between the two of them. Seeing that the person had left, he was in a daze for a moment before looking at Li Xingjin: "Your Majesty, the rest of me—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Xingjin stuff the medicine into his hand, without looking at him: "Get it yourself."

Looking at the back of Li Xingjin striding away, Ying Qi was taken aback for a moment.

He looked at the wound medicine in his hand, for some reason, he originally proposed it, but now there is a small piece of emptiness in his heart.

Li Xingjin went to the Zhunti Palace, and all the forces in the palace were paying attention, so naturally they couldn't hide what happened, especially when it involved Ying Qi and Gu Qingwu.

Needless to say, Ying Qi is a celebrity in front of the current emperor, and the emperor treats him like an eyeball, and Gu Qingwu is the son of the mighty general.This Gu Qingwu hurt Ying Qi, and was ordered by the furious emperor to be imprisoned in the Criminal Division. Not to mention the others, the Queen Mother was surprised.

She turned to look at Nanny Ming, and said in surprise, "Really?"

"Yes, those in Zhunti Palace dare not persuade them."

The queen mother laughed and sighed: "Now, the mighty general may not be able to sit still."