Married to a nemesis

Ding You didn't mind Pei Qian's wary eyes. He took out a white gauze scarf from his arms, and his tone was as kind as his eyes: "The disease is difficult to cure, and it is highly contagious. Mr. Pei put this on before going in, so as not to Others infected Mr. Pei."

Pei Qian put down the medicine bowl temporarily, looked at the gauze in his hand and thought for a while, then she put it on herself.

After being fooled by Prince Song for so long, no matter what he said, he wanted to avenge himself. Now that no one has been killed, it would be worthless if he died of a disease.

He has to work hard to live.

He must have killed that man too.

The medicine bowl on the tray began to vibrate, and some medicine juice had spilled out.Ding You hurriedly explained to him kindly, calming his emotions: "Mr. Pei, we have no malicious intentions, don't be so angry."

Pei Qian replied emphatically, "I'm not angry."

When he reached the tent of the wounded, he stretched out his hand and tore off the outer curtain with one hand.The light scrambled to shine in, and the inside of the camp was lit up, and the unpleasant and choking breath rushed towards the face.

All eyes in the tent went to the figure with his back to the light in front of the door.

"What is he doing?"

Even though the people at the door covered their mouths and noses with tulle, they knew who it was just by looking at the eyebrows and eyes.

Every dying person in the camp breathed a sigh of relief after seeing him, and a few people who were lying on the ground and could not move struggled to get up from the ground, ignoring that they were still coughing, and were extremely emotional.

"Cough... he... is the one who brought us the disease. Wherever he appears, there will be disasters." A trembling person raised his hand and pointed at him, not having time to wipe the blood that was coughing up from his mouth. .

"Isn't this the legendary curse star!"

A short and powerful voice came from the innermost part: "Shut up!"

Pei Qian looked in Li Zhimao's direction and looked down at the figure reflected on the medicinal soup, her eyes were wrapped in the warm mist.

When he raised it again, his eyes were moist: "I just want to help General Li share his worries."

A voice suddenly appeared behind Pei Qian, shouting loudly: "The weasel has no good intentions to give the chicken a new year!"

Pei Qian turned her head and saw that the person was Xu Zuo, as expected.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Xu Zuo felt dizzy. He walked up to Pei Qian, casually picked up a bowl on the tray, brought it to Pei Qian's mouth, and said anxiously: "Did you poison us? I don't believe you have the heart. You drink this medicine. If you drink it and it's okay, I'll believe you once."

Ding You said: "Xu Zuo, I helped boil this medicine, are you also afraid that I will poison it?"

After hearing this, Xu Zuo had no choice but to put the medicine back on the tray.

Pei Qian turned her head and gave him a threatening look. When the latter said "ah" and was about to speak, he lowered his head and pretended to be pitiful.

Xu Zuo looked at Li Zhimao, who was also wearing a layer of gauze: "General, look at his eyes just now, he clearly wants to kill me!"

Li Zhimao trusted Pei Qian unshakably, and persuaded Xu Zuo: "Stop making trouble."

Pei Qian had already arrived among the wounded soldiers with a tray.

Every time he took a step, the wounded soldiers moved far away.

Pei Qian just wanted to stay in front of them for a while longer.I don't want to see him, so he just wants to go there.

One person stretched out his leg on purpose to trip him up. Pei Qian bit her lower lip when she saw the leg that was drooping and blocking his way.

Normally, he would have stepped on that leg until it was smashed to pieces.

But now, Li Zhimao is still in front of him, he can't do this yet.

The little soldier who intentionally tripped him saw the beauty squatting down in front of him, his face was terrified, and he backed away, fearing that he would not be able to avoid her.

"You...what are you going to do...cough...stay away from me, I don't want to be in bad luck."

The corners of Pei Qian's lips under the gauze were bent, and her tone was pretending to be innocent: "I just want to feed you medicine, why are you so afraid of me?"

The man looked at the medicine bowl he handed over as if he was looking at poison, and he leaned back as much as possible: "It's not because you are a curse star, you can kill people."

"Now that you're talking to me, aren't you afraid that I'll kill you?" Seeing that he was so scared that he was about to lie down, Pei Qian put the medicine bowl in front of him.

"..." The man said again, "I don't need you to take care of me, even if I die of illness, I won't drink your medicine."

"Do you like to drink..." Thinking that Li Zhimao was still by her side, Pei Qian coughed, covering up what she was about to say, her tone became softer, and her voice became softer, as if she had been wronged, "If you don't drink medicine, you won't get better. , how can you still have the strength to kill me?"

"I can kill now..."

The man hadn't finished speaking, but after seeing the fierce look in those eyes, the voice behind him stopped after speaking.

Pei Qian had already got up from his side, picked up the tray and walked inside again.

Li Zhimao took the tray from him: "Let me do it, how can I let Mr. Pei do these things."

Pei Qian smiled: "Recently General Li has been troubled by these things, and he is depressed and frowning all day long. I just want to do something within my power to make General Li happy."

Hearing these ambiguous words, everyone gasped.

A man who kills without blinking and has a lot of blood on his hands intends to curry favor with their general, is he joking?

Li Zhimao's gloomy face also dissipated after hearing Pei Qian's words. He looked at Pei Qian's scorched hand and asked with concern: "Mr. Pei's hand injury is better now." Did you apply the medicine?"

Pei Qian shook her head, hid her hands behind her back, avoiding his touch: "A small injury, it will heal soon."

"How can this work?" Li Zhimao turned around and put the medicine in his hand aside, and said that he was going to see his injury.

"No." Pei Qian took a step back, but her body seemed to be in front of a warm and firm chest.

A clear voice sounded above his head: "I brought the ointment."

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