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The breathing in the room was intertwined, worrying or urgent, and occasionally a painful moan escaped from Qi Ping's lips and teeth, while the other three remained silent, lowering their heads to deal with Qi Ping's wound.Wang Rui asked the maid at the side to support Qi Ping's body, and he strung the silver needle that had been scalded just now into a long and thin silk thread.

Blood flowed from the wound where the sharp sword was pulled out, staining the white gauze covering it and the mattress underneath her body red, and Qi Ping's lips were paler than before. Perception, otherwise it's like the empty shell of a puppet with broken strings.

Wang Rui's movements were unhurried and methodical. Qi Xiao saw him threading needles in a leisurely manner, and felt anxious and knew that it was not appropriate to ask more questions at this moment.

The hemostatic gauze that pressed the wound again was dyed red again, and Wang Rui was ready. He asked the maid to remove the white gauze behind Qi Zhe's back, inspected the wound, and inserted the silver needle into the side of the wound without hesitation. The skin, then stringed out from the other side of the wound, weaving back and forth like sewing clothes.

Due to the excessive blood loss and the pain of the wound, the surrounding muscles have long been numb. The insertion of the silver needle did not make Qi Ping feel the unbearable pain like before, but he involuntarily bit the cork in his mouth when tightening the sutures.

Qi Xiao stretched out her hand to help her brush away the clusters of blue hair that were soaked in sweat and stuck to her cheeks, and wiped off the cold sweat that was secreting from her forehead. Every time Wang Rui's silver needle was pulled, Qi Xiao tightened it together, and she felt sorry for her. The current injury and the current pain, if she hadn't finally let her go and let her marry a foreign country, why would she have suffered all these hardships? As long as Qi Xiao had less hesitation and more trust, all of this could have been avoided.

Everything was her own fault, but the punishment for these mistakes all fell on Qi Zhi's head.

Ever since she fell down and washed off the sludge in the lotus pond when she was young, Qi Xiao has been alone and independent, no longer relying on anyone, nor needing pity and care from others.

The best way to protect yourself is to make yourself strong enough.

For so many years, Qi Xiao has indeed been aiming at this and firmly believes in it. She is diligent and tireless day and night, trying to make herself leak-proof and not panic.

If a person wants to make himself strong enough not to be harmed by others, he always has to give up something.

The so-called, there is something to give.

She closed her feelings and fears, did not reveal her emotions easily, and dealt with difficult political affairs calmly and indifferently. She no longer frowned for those ministers who begged for life and begged for mercy. She once thought that she Her heart was as calm as water and as indifferent as ice, so when she met Qi Zhe in Meilin by chance that day, she also made what she thought was the most appropriate decision.

For a long time afterward, she never felt guilty about the decision that set her life on paper.

To put it bluntly, letting Qi Pingyuan marry a foreign country still helped her escape from the prison, so she didn't have to worry about it every day.

Until one day, she raised her pear dimple and smiled brightly without any falsehood. For many years, Qi Xiao had never seen such a sincere and flawless smile. Even the brothers and sisters of the Wei family who grew up together became more and more prominent with age. The distinction between monarch and minister.

How much sincerity is there in this smile?

Qi Xiao, who had long been used to speculating and guarding against others, naturally had doubts about the princess's smile without any resentment, whether there was another layer of secret behind this goodwill.

After the assassins attacked, when Qi Xiao carried her back to the inner room and saw the court lady kneeling on the ground shaking like a sieve, she smiled coldly in her heart. She was unable to protect her master, and the servant who was in crisis not only did not help her, but Instead, he hid in the house just to protect himself.Even if the death penalty is not imposed, the lightest punishment is a bamboo board.

But she let them go lightly, and there was even a little relief in that gentle tone.

This made Qi Xiao very angry. Although they had only been together for a few days, seeing her thinking of others and overthinking her abilities made Qi Xiao feel very angry.

Just be angry when you encounter injustice, why swallow your anger.She is a majestic king of a country, and she has long been used to the sweet words and swords of those subordinates, and she is afraid that she, a little princess, will not be able to take revenge when she is waiting for an opportunity.Married far away from abroad, there is no hope of returning to Beijing. Could it be that she really accepted it without any complaints.

If this is the case, Qi Xiao, who is used to complaining, feels a little at a loss for what to do.

So when the alcohol fueled the flames and asked the phrase "Hate it or not", Qi Xiao didn't even know what she was expecting.

Whether a word of "hate" can offset the growing self-blame, obviously, this unreasonable princess will not give Qi Xiao a satisfactory answer.

It was even more obvious that this princess who had left an imprint on Qi Xiao's heart from the very beginning was destined not to withdraw from Qi Xiao's life.

Qi Xiao, who has always been a loner, for the first time has the desire to be with others for life, and finally knows that when he is in danger, there will be someone who is more worried than himself.

She began to understand Chu Xinzi's lonely back at the beginning, the longing to see things and people's lovesickness, and the pursuit of her lost soul in the end.She finally understands the pain of being tormented by longing and the despair of being overwhelmed by memories, but she cannot be as desperate as Chu Xinzi, because she has personally experienced the helplessness of being left behind.

She has unparalleled power, and as the price, she has to bear the loneliness of being alone, which is the inevitable result of being an emperor.The creed she had always adhered to collapsed in front of Qi Zhe, and in the end, the self who thought she was strong was actually the one who was protected under her wings.

Mingming's delicate and delicate hands are stained with a little bit of ink, the pink nails are smooth and clear, and the five fingers are slender and white. I always thought that her hands should be used for brushing and ink painting. Now, the joint of the right thumb is actually With a thin layer of calluses, Qi Xiao's five fingers clenched tightly because of the pain, the joints are much clearer than before.

The wound on the back was finally stitched up. Wang Rui put on a new needle and thread and began to sew up the wound on his shoulder. The sharp silver needle pierced into the skin. Qi Zhi clenched tightly and the blood continued, but this pain was only one-thousandth of Qi Zhi's experience.

Every time the needle and thread were pulled, Qi Xiao was disturbed. Qi Xiao couldn't bear to watch, but forced herself to read on. She had to firmly remember this moment. It was her fault that caused the current situation.

After suturing the two wounds, everyone was exhausted. Wang Rui washed the blood stains off his hands with clear water and slept peacefully, but his brows were still slightly frowned.

Mixing the Jinchuang medicine and herbs that had been prepared just now, Wang Rui turned his stiff neck and shoulders while mixing the herbs. The maid wiped Qi's sweaty forehead with a handkerchief dipped in warm water, and Qi Xiao was still squatting on the spot Staring blankly at Qi Ping's sleeping face.

Divided the mixed medicinal materials into three parts, took a pen and wrote down the prescription, beckoned to the maid and instructed the steps of dressing the medicine and decocting the medicine, and then tidied up the utensils spread on the table.

Turning his head, he saw Qi Xiao who was silently squatting beside the recliner. The five fingers of his left hand were stained with blood, and some of them were clotted. Wang Rui couldn't help but frowned slightly. He cupped his fists respectfully and bowed and said, "Your Majesty's left hand is seriously wounded, you should clean the wound quickly to prevent evil spirits."

The injury on his left hand was repeatedly damaged because of the tight grip Qi Pian had just had when he was in pain. Qi Xiao looked at Qi Ping hesitantly and was still reluctant to let go of his hand. Wang Rui sighed and knelt down. Lie on the ground, holding Qi Xiao's left hand through the white gauze to check the injury with a little awe, and said with relief: "Princess applies medicine to cultivate herself, as long as the wound is not infected, she will wake up in a few days, but your majesty, if you don't take good care of the wound If the root of the disease is found, the princess will probably be worried when she wakes up."

These words reminded Qi Xiao of Qi Wei's admonition when she was in Jiangzhou, and put herself in her shoes, she would not want to see the other party blame and hurt herself.

Reluctantly let go of Qi Xiao's hand, Qi Xiao washed his hands in the clean white jade basin prepared by the maid in advance, Wang Rui nodded slightly, bandaged Qi Xiao with white gauze smeared with golden sore medicine, and then silently exited back room.

After a while, the maid who had been waiting outside for a long time came in with clean bedding and clothes and a porcelain basin.He took off Qi's dirty clothes, applied the medicine powder prepared by Wang Rui to the wound and bandaged it, and put on clean clothes to make the mattress super soft, trying not to disturb the people on the recliner. Gently put her back on the couch.

A group of people hurried up and down around Qi Wei, and Qi Xiao watched all this quietly with his hands behind his back. When everything was cleared up, the changed clothes were taken away by a few maids and washed by the quilt, and the remaining few maids extinguished a lamp. Candlelight, and cut off the wick with scissors, so that the light of the fire is not so bright, the room dimmed instantly, the noise of the whole night finally came to an end, and the sun will rise in the east soon, it seems that everything is as usual conduct.

The two maids stayed behind to take care of her here, and Qi Xiao stared at the bedside for a long time, her hands were wrapped in white gauze, fearing that it might hurt Qi Zhe, she only gently smoothed her long hair scattered around, Recalling the low moans faintly emanating from the coma before, although Qi Zhe's face is pale now, his face is much calmer.

Confirming that Qi Zhi would not be able to wake up for a while, Qi Xiao asked a maid to comb her hair again. The turmoil just now made the dragon hairpin and phoenix crown messy. In the robe, Qi Xiao regained the domineering imperial aura of the past, as if the weakness just now was just an illusion, with the slightly upturned corners of his eyes, it was almost nobility and coldness.

He was gently helped by a maid to the outer hall, besides the personal guards, Qi Wei and Qin Dian were also among them. Seeing Qi Xiao coming out from the inside, everyone greeted him, but Qi Wei stood where he was and turned to Qi Xiao coldly. Xiao, raised his chin and insisted not to look away.

Facing such provocative gazes, Qi Xiao avoided them as if nothing had happened, raised his hands to let the officials flatten their bodies, and sat on the main seat in the outer hall, propping one hand on the armrest, and resting his right cheek lazily.

Except for a few people present, most of the coats still had bloodstains from the fight just now. Qi Xiao looked around, his eyes resting on Qin Dian, and said: "General Qin came from a long way, and he must be very tired from running around day and night. In the past few years, you have guarded the frontier and quelled the riots of the barbarians. You have made great contributions and worked hard. I have been thinking about it. Taking this opportunity, General Qin will stay in the capital for a few more days, and let me present a banquet to reward the soldiers."

Qin Dian was taken aback by this remark, treason is a felony that implicates the nine clans, but Qi Xiao didn't even mention the crime of living, and instead wanted to reward her with a banquet, she couldn't figure out her original intention, but she thought that there was no need to implicate her family members Qin Dian clasped his fists heavily to thank Long En, Qi Xiao raised his mouth to accept it, and turned his attention to Qi Wei again.

Qi Wei straightened his back without fear, and went to touch the scimitar on his waist, only to find that he had been detained by the guards long ago, so he had to put his hands behind his back.

The four eyes resisted, but it was Qi Xiao who took the lead to withdraw his gaze, lowered his head to look thoughtfully at the white gauze wrapped around his right hand, and then raised his eyes, the coldness faded from his light eyes and only laziness remained, "Brother Huang hasn't returned for several years , Duanben Palace has long been ordered to be repaired, although it has been vacant all year round, but everything is available. Come and bring His Royal Highness back to Duanben Palace."

After finishing speaking, Xiao Xiao yawned and waved them back. Finally, after everyone had retreated, Qi Xiao let out a deep breath, looked at the already blue sky, and in less than an hour, it would be morning again. It's time.

The author has something to say: Some people said before that Qi Xiao’s descriptions are so few that people can’t see clearly

After this chapter, it is a little clearer, eh

And about the stitching of the wound, because the description is about the shoulder, so there is no... full. Naked, um, I definitely didn't see all of it! ! ! !