Daily life in Kaifeng dormitory

Ni Yexin stared wide-eyed, looked at Murong Changqing in disbelief, and said after a long time: "Hero, are you... kidding me?"

Murong Changqing sneered and said, "Do you think I'm joking?"

Ni Yexin: "..."

Ni Ye couldn't sit still anymore, ran to Murong Changqing, and whispered: "Hero, Lord Jing has no grievances with you, what are you doing?"

Murong Chang glanced at him indifferently, and said, "I am not the one who wants to kill him, and I never said I would save him."

Ni Yexin: "..."

Hero Murong was arrogant again, Ni Yexin reluctantly took a chair, sat opposite him, and said, "Hero, don't be arrogant, tell me."

Murong Changqing seemed very dissatisfied with Ni Yexin talking to him in a coaxing tone, but he didn't beat around the bush, saying, "I just want to know who the killer is."

Ni Yexin didn't quite understand what it meant.

Murong Changqing said: "The person who attacked Zhao Yuanjing obviously didn't really want to take his life. The knife could have killed him in an instant, but the stab was a little crooked. The medicine spat on the knife is also, it's just a comparison. It's just a difficult poison. If Zhao Yuanjing's guards can't find an antidote, they might be able to lure out the person who did it."

Ni Yexin said: "Although that's the case, if that person doesn't come, wouldn't it be respectful to the lord..." My life is at risk...?

Murong Changqing poured a cup of tea, drank it slowly, and said, "Anyway, I wasn't the one who killed him."

Ni Yexin said, "At least it's a human life."

Murong Chang looked at him affectionately, was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Wait first, if no one shows up before dawn, it's not too late to go, it's not hard to find medicine, it's available everywhere."

Ni Yexin breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Hero, you are really scaring me to death."

Murong Changqing put down the teacup and said, "Go to bed."

It was already late, they were going to rest, but they were all woken up and got up, now they are finally at ease, and Ni Ye's heart disease is not cured, so naturally they need to rest.

Ni Yexin saw that Murong Changqing didn't intend to go to bed, and said, "Hero, don't you want to sit all night?"

Murong Chang said affectionately, "You go to bed first."

Murong Changqing said that someone will definitely come tonight, so he didn't want to lie down, lest he fall asleep and not hear the movement.

Ni Yexin sat on the edge of the bed, looked at him, and said, "But I'm lying alone, it's too cold in the bed."

Murong Changqing: "..."

Murong Changqing's expressionless face made him feel disgusted that it was too cold in the bed when he was asked to sleep.

Seeing that Murong Changqing ignored him, Ni Ye could only get into bed, and then lay on his side looking at Murong Changqing.

"Close your eyes and go to sleep."

Although Murong Changqing didn't cast his gaze over it, he could still see it from the corner of his eye. Ni Yexin's eyes were still wide open, and he looked in good spirits.

But not long after, Ni Yexin began to feel sleepy, feeling that when his head touched the pillow, his eyelids became heavy, and Murong Changqing who was sitting at the table turned into two shadows, and the outline gradually blurred, and finally he really supported I couldn't stop falling asleep.

Murong Changqing stretched out his hand to turn off the lamp, and the room suddenly became dark.

The inn was noisy just now, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in the air, but now it became quiet again and became silent.

Zhao Yuanjing was the only one in Zhao Yuanjing's room. His back was injured and it was inconvenient to lie flat, so he had to lie on the bed. Because of excessive blood loss and pain, he was in a semi-comatose state and did not wake up.

All his guards went out, because he needed a lot of medicinal materials, and it was hard to find a small place, so they didn't dare to waste any time, and raced against time to find the medicinal materials.

Chi Long and Zhao Yin are next door. Although Murong Changqing threatened to ignore Zhao Yuanjing, Chi Long, Zhao Yin, cannot ignore him. After all, Zhao Yuanjing is the prince, and the assassination of the prince is a big deal.

After such a big incident happened, Zhao Yin couldn't fall asleep. He sat in front of the tea table and glanced at Chi Long who was making the bed.

Chi Long looked heartless. After making the bed, he turned to look at him and said, "It's getting late, come and sleep."

Zhao Yin shook his head and said, "Go to sleep, I won't sleep anymore."

Chi Long laughed and said, "With Hero Murong at your side, don't worry about it for you and me."

Zhao Yin thought about it for a while and thought it was right. Although Hero Murong seemed cold and difficult to get in touch with, with Master Ni over there, Hero Murong would definitely not stand idly by.

Zhao Yin frowned and said, "Who on earth stabbed Prince Jing?"

Chi Long said: "Looking at the wound, he should be a person with very good martial arts. Even if you and I are present, I'm afraid we may not be able to win."

"So powerful?" Zhao Yin was taken aback.

Zhao Yin still had a question in his mind, that is, why did Prince Jing go out alone in the middle of the night?But he knew that asking this question was a waste of time, and no one would tell him the answer, so he didn't speak.

He only hoped that Prince Jing would have nothing to do, otherwise he would not be at peace again.

Zhao Yin sighed, Chi Long came over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Zhao Yin reached out and waved off Chi Long's hand on his shoulder, stood up, and was about to go to bed to sleep.But Chi Long didn't move, blocking his way.

Zhao Yin frowned, Chi Long said in a low voice: "You seem to be getting more and more indifferent to me these days."

Zhao Yin didn't speak, trying to bypass him.But Chi Long didn't let him go, put his arms around his waist, pushed him against the edge of the table, and said, "Zhao Yin, what kind of medicine did you give Murong Hero?"

Zhao Yin was taken aback when he heard that, and instantly remembered that he gave Hero Murong a special bottle of medicine before...

When Zhao Yin heard him mentioning this, his face turned red suddenly, and he turned his head away and said, "It's just a wound medicine."

Chi Long laughed, and the hand around his waist slowly slid down to the position of his hip. He stretched out his hand and stroked it lightly twice, and said, "Wound medicine? Is it used here?"

Zhao Yin trembled all over, and reached out to push him, but Chi Long suddenly and quickly pinched his waist.Zhao Yin suddenly felt that all the strength in his body was exhausted, his legs almost fell to the ground, his waist was still numb, and he couldn't help but let out a "hum" moan.

Chi Long hugged him to prevent him from slipping to the ground, and whispered, "Why did you prepare that kind of medicine?"

Zhao Yin took two deep breaths and said, "Get out of the way, don't worry about it."

Mentioning this, Zhao Yin's face turned red.In fact, that bottle of medicine was indeed prepared by him. At the beginning, he fell in love with a wooden lump without knowing Chi Long's identity. Although Zhao Yin looked indifferent, he knew that it was necessary to make a wooden lump open. It's not easy, so I prepared some things myself.

But he didn't expect that the wooden lump was pretending from the beginning, but he was smarter than a human being.

Chi Long asked in a low voice: "Is there any more? That kind of medicine?"

When Zhao Yin heard his words, his breathing quickened, but he didn't answer.

Chi Long laughed, reached out and groped in his outstretched hand, but found nothing.

Zhao Yin was numb all over from his touch, pushed him again, and said, "No more, get out of the way."

"It's okay," Chi Long lowered his head, slowly approached his lips, and said, "I can make you comfortable without those things."

Zhao Yin wanted to turn his head to avoid his kiss, so Chi Long took advantage of the opportunity to kiss his side neck, sucking and biting on it carefully.

"Well..." Zhao Yin's body trembled, and he couldn't help but subconsciously grabbed Chi Long's sleeve and said, "Don't bite, it will..."

Chi Long sucked really hard, this way will definitely leave marks tomorrow.

Chi Long gave a low laugh and said, "Okay, I'll be lighter."

Hearing Chi Long's gentle voice, Zhao Yin immediately regretted it, and then he suddenly realized what he had just said, and felt extremely ashamed, as if he wanted to refuse but greet.

However, Chi Long's kiss really became gentle. Zhao Yin felt that he was getting hotter and hotter, as if he was constantly falling, and he couldn't bear to push Chi Long away. He enjoyed such a gentle and careful kiss.

Feeling his obedience, Chi Long slowly kissed his lips, then carefully pried open his teeth, and stuck his tongue in...

When Zhao Yuanjing woke up, he still felt a terrible pain in his back.This kind of pain is familiar. When he was young, he had been on the battlefield more than once. There were countless large and small wounds on his body, and there were countless scars left, but those days seemed to be far away from him.

He woke up in a daze, feeling someone touching his forehead, that hand was cold, but it made him feel very comfortable.

Zhao Yuanjing opened his eyes. It was pitch black in front of him. There was no light in the room. For his eyes, he was not quite used to the darkness.

But after only a short moment, Zhao Yuanjing could see clearly that there was a person standing beside the bed, with a slender figure and a blue shirt. The person was bending over, reaching out and touching his forehead gently.

"I am already dead?"

Zhao Yuanjing's voice was hoarse, it was very difficult to speak, and his voice was extremely weak.

The person standing in front of his bed was none other than Murong Xie.

Murong Xie looked at him expressionlessly and said, "I don't want to be a ghost."

"Really?" Zhao Yuanjing smiled lightly and said, "Then I'm still alive."

Murong Xie ignored his words, stretched out his hand to remove his quilt, and then untied his bandaged wound.

When he moved, Zhao Yuanjing was in a cold sweat again in pain, gasped twice in his throat, and said, "Are you going to fix it?"

Murong Xie looked coldly at the wound on his back, quickly took out a small bottle from his bosom, sprinkled medicine on the hideous wound that was still bleeding, and said, "I never kill people with a second blow."

"Then why didn't I die?" Zhao Yuanjing asked.

Murong Xie didn't say a word, after sprinkling the medicine, he bandaged him again, the technique seemed very skillful, he should be treating the wound frequently.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "So someone wants you to kill me, but you don't want to kill me, do you?"

Murong Xie still didn't answer his words, but just said: "Your bastards, it's been a long time since I got you an antidote, your wounds are not feeling well, you'd better shut up and take care of them, You already have a fever now, don’t be so curious if you don’t want to die.”

Zhao Yuanjing smiled and said, "But I still have a lot to know."

Murong Xie didn't make a sound, just treated his wound well, and then helped him put on his clothes again.

It was inevitable that Zhao Yuanjing's clothes would be stained with fresh blood, which made him look hideous even in the dark night.

Murong Xie tidied his clothes expressionlessly, then suddenly paused with both hands, and lightly touched his back.

Murong Xie obviously just slipped in from the outside, his hand was very cold, touching Zhao Yuanjing's back, Zhao Yuanjing couldn't help but take a deep breath.

There is a scar there, just on the back of the heart, it looks very hideous, although it should have been a long time ago, but looking at it now, I can also feel how dangerous it was at that time.

Murong Xie suddenly asked: "Is this the injury you got when you went to the battlefield?"

Zhao Yuanjing nodded and said, "Yes. When I went to the battlefield for the first time, the newborn calf was not afraid of tigers, so I almost didn't come back."

Zhao Yuanjing's shoulders looked very broad. Although he was almost forty years younger, he looked in good shape with his clothes off, and his back made people feel very secure.There were many large and small wounds on his back, Murong Xie stretched out his hand to gently rub it up, and then touched a scar on his shoulder.

Zhao Yuanjing turned his head to look, he could only see him in a very limited place, only a white and slender hand.Murong Xie's hands are very beautiful, but there are thin calluses on the palms and fingers of such a pair of beautiful hands, one can tell that they are people who have practiced martial arts all year round.

The thin cocoon rubbed against Zhao Yuanjing's shoulder, making him breathe faster.

Zhao Yuanjing said: "This injury was done by Murong Yan, we don't know each other, but Murong Yan's attack is really bad, the first time we met, he almost cut off my arm."

Murong Xie laughed and said, "Father is very kind, you must deserve it."

Zhao Yuanjing also laughed, thought about it carefully, and said, "I really can't remember why, it all happened many years ago."

After hearing this, Murong Xie was stunned for a while, as if he was also thinking about something so long ago that he couldn't remember it anymore.

When Murong Xie regained his composure, he quickly tidied up Zhao Yuanjing's clothes and said, "I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute." Zhao Yuanjing grabbed his hand with his backhand with great difficulty. This action involved his wound, and a lot of blood was stained on his clothes immediately, but Zhao Yuanjing didn't let go.

Murong Xie shook off his hand and said, "Let go, someone is coming."

"It's too late, come here!" Zhao Yuanjing said.

Just when Zhao Yuanjing finished speaking, the door was kicked open with a "bang", and a figure stood in front of the door, it was Murong Changqing.

As soon as Murong Xie entered the inn, Murong Changqing heard the movement, but he didn't come over immediately because he was afraid that he would startle the snake and let the person run away, so Murong Changqing waited patiently for a long time, and when he heard Zhao Yuanjing and The man talked for a while, and then he snatched out of the house.

When Murong Changqing saw Zhao Yuanjing's wound, he felt very strange.However, he is not a person who likes to be nosy. The reason why he wants to be nosy is because he feels that the incision on Zhao Yuanjing's back wound is very strange.

Murong Changqing fought against that mysterious man who resembled Murong Yu, although he didn't fight face to face, but at least he got some knowledge of that man's martial arts skills.When he saw the wound on Zhao Yuanjing's back, he became suspicious.

Ni Yexin was already asleep, but Murong Changqing suddenly kicked the door out with a loud voice, which woke Ni Yexin up immediately.

Ni Yexin sat up all of a sudden, and found that there was no one in the room, and the door was still open, so she quickly jumped up and ran, and then saw Murong Changqing standing next to Zhao Yuanjing at the door of Zhao Yuanjing's room.

Ni Yexin hurried over and said, "Hero, what's wrong?"

Murong Changqing didn't speak, but just raised his chin.

Ni Yexin looked inside, and saw that Prince Jing's room was pitch-black, but it was not difficult to see that Prince Jing was not alone on the bed, there was another person inside.

Murong Chang fell in love too quickly, Murong Xie didn't have time to leave, Zhao Yuanjing dragged him to bed and covered him with a quilt.

Zhao Yuanjing endured the wound on his back, sat up with difficulty, and said pretending to be surprised: "It's so late, who kicked the king's door?"

When Ni Yexin saw the two people on the bed, she felt something was wrong, and when she heard what Zhao Yuanjing said, she knew it was absolutely wrong!

According to Murong Changqing's guess, the person who suddenly appeared in the middle of the night should be the one who attacked Zhao Yuanjing, but now that Zhao Yuanjing actually shielded this person, there must be ghosts if he can be right.

Ni Yexin didn't know what was going on for a while, but she was already one head and two older.

Murong Xie hid in the bed, loosened his hair, turned his back outward, covered his face with his long hair, and remained motionless, but he was holding a dagger in his hand. If Murong Chang's feelings suddenly got into trouble, there was a way to deal with it of.

Murong Chang glanced inside affectionately, but didn't make a sound, but the look at Zhao Yuanjing was not very kind.

Zhao Yin and Chi Long next door also woke up, and they all ran out to see the situation.

Zhao Yin came out after approving the clothes, saw Ni Yexin and Murong Changqing standing at the door of King Jing, and said in surprise: "Master Ni, what happened?"

Ni Yexin couldn't help complaining in her heart, she also wanted to know what happened!

Ni Yexin didn't open his mouth, but Murong Changqing had already opened his mouth. He stepped into Zhao Yuanjing's room and said in a cold tone, "Who is that person on the bed?"