After being taken away by the princess, I became a disaster

"Boom—"

Deafening thunder rumbled across the sky, pea-sized raindrops fell on the rubble, and lightning streaked the sky from time to time, making the night especially scary.

Before falling asleep, Qiu Lanxi never thought that she would really be unable to sleep because of the rain, but she didn't expect that the rain would be so heavy and the thunder would be so loud.

Looking at the lightning and thunder outside the window, Qiu Lanxi closed her eyes again. She was indeed not afraid of thunder, so she could completely use the sound of rain as white noise to make herself fall asleep again, it just took a little time.

She turned over, and realized that she didn't feel the existence of another person after knowing it. Qiu Lanxi couldn't help thinking, Yan Qingli was secretly going out behind her back to make trouble every night!

Just thinking like this, another bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the sudden brightness made Qiu Lanxi notice the bulging brocade quilt on the opposite side, only to realize that she seemed to be thinking too much. It turned out that Yan Qingli didn't leave, but hugged her again. The bed is covered with a quilt and sleeps alone.

Qiu Lanxi is full of question marks. Every day when they fall asleep, they are very close together, and they are not separated when they wake up. Even though the bed is more than two meters wide, they are still squeezed together, as if sleeping in a narrow one-meter bed- It can only be stuck together tightly.

Sometimes Qiu Lanxi wonders if Yan Qingli has some hidden skin hunger, otherwise how could she not get tired of it every day?

How did you switch sex today?

She stared at Yan Qingli's back, different from the regular sleeping posture in the past, her hair was unexpectedly messy tonight, as if caused by frequent turning over, Qiu Lanxi didn't think much about it, thinking that she was in court today. Something happened in the classroom, which made me toss and turn at night and couldn't sleep.

Just thinking like this, she saw the other party suddenly turned over and faced Qiu Lanxi. In the darkness, Qiu Lanxi held her breath subconsciously, thinking that Yan Qingli had noticed that she was awake, but the other party didn't speak, so she didn't speak.

There was another thunder, and the room became brighter for a short time. With this light, Qiu Lanxi finally saw Yan Qingli's appearance clearly.

Her sharp facial features showed a sense of extreme brokenness at this time, the broken hair on her forehead was wet with sweat, the blood color had faded from her plump lips in the past, showing a little weakness, and the tip of her nose was soaked with sweat, depriving her of a person in an instant. The right to look away.

Qiu Lanxi suddenly understood why Yan Qingli liked to see herself cry. The inferiority of people seemed to make it difficult for them to look away from such a scene.

She pursed her lips and hesitated before asking, "Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

No one responded, and after a while, I heard Yan Qingli's low voice: "Did you wake up?"

Qiu Lanxi heard the other party's restrained breathing, and she couldn't tell whether it was the other party's unwillingness to show weakness in front of others, or whether she didn't want to be heard and worried.

She stretched out her hand to caress Yan Qingli's face, and the body temperature touched by her fingertips was a little cold, but although the temperature tonight was a little lower than usual, but she was covered with a quilt, logically speaking, there shouldn't be such a temperature.

So Qiu Lanxi asked: "Your Highness, are you okay? Do you want to call the imperial physician?"

Seeing how the other party kept silent, Qiu Lanxi guessed that she didn't want to make any noise. She couldn't help being a little puzzled. The way Yan Qingli hugged her with ease today doesn't look like she was injured?

She lifted the quilt and squeezed into Yan Qingli's bed, and stretched out her arms to wrap her around her, only then did she realize the strangeness, the other's hand was covering her lower abdomen.

Qiu Lanxi is suddenly cheerful, but Yan Qingli suffers from dysmenorrhea!

As soon as this conclusion came out, Qiu Lanxi was stunned for a moment.

Does she have dysmenorrhea?

Qiu Lanxi recalled it carefully, she didn't realize when Yan Qingli had menstruation at all, her own menstruation happened to be the last few days of the end of the month, the original body was not in good health, so Qiu Lanxi would also have a slight Uncomfortable, at that time she was still envious of Yan Qingli, and once wondered whether practicing martial arts could avoid the coming of those seven days, otherwise how could she feel that Yan Qingli hadn't come?

And Yan Qingli's performance was similar every day, as if there were no such few days at all, Qiu Lanxi passed her hand over while being puzzled, and asked softly: "Your Highness, can I rub it for you?"

Although I can't understand why people who didn't see any signs last month suddenly became like this this month. Could it be because of the rain?

Qiu Lanxi tentatively put her hand on her lower abdomen, it was not a soft touch, her abdomen was tight and a little wet, obviously sweating a lot, and she could feel it through the underwear.

The hands that had been covered in the quilt for a long time were like a warming stove, Yan Qingli's eyebrows and eyes slightly stretched out, which didn't really help her, but the warmth seemed to penetrate her heart, and she couldn't hear her tone If something feels uncomfortable, she still said gently: "Qingqing, go to bed first, I'm fine."

"Your Highness, how can I sleep like this?" Qiu Lanxi thought, if she fell asleep right now, the character set would collapse.

Yan Qingli didn't know what she was thinking, but after hearing the words, she fell silent and didn't say any more.

Qiu Lanxi rubbed her in circles, and her arms felt a little sore because of this. She was so close, she never felt Yan Qingli's trembling for a moment, as if the sweat on his body and the act of covering his lower abdomen just now were different. It's just her illusion.

She had never seen such a patient person.

Sensing that the force on her lower abdomen was getting weaker, Yan Qingli patted her on the back and said in a low voice: "Okay, go to sleep, I'm fine."

Qiu Lanxi couldn't hear the slightest discomfort from her voice, she hesitated for a while before withdrawing her hand, Yan Qingli embraced her lightly, pinched her arm with her strong fingertips, and the soreness gradually disappeared.

"..." Qiu Lanxi felt for a moment that what he did just now was not to appease her, but to cause trouble for the other party and increase the workload.

For some reason, Qiu Lanxi suddenly had an irresistible thought in her mind, she will doi with the other party in the future, won't Yan Qingli give her a massage after the doi, so that her arms are too sore to lift up the next day, right?

Gan!

Thinking of such a scene, Qiu Lanxi could not help curling up her toes in embarrassment, that was too embarrassing!

She quickly threw this strange thought out of her mind, and couldn't help asking: "Your Highness, do you want to take off your clothes?"

Yan Qingli paused, and it took a long time before he made a questioning sound.

Qiu Lanxi didn't know how much misunderstanding her words had caused, she said seriously: "Your Highness, your clothes are all wet and uncomfortable, you should change them first."

After a pause, she thought that she was still in the bed and could easily wipe the wooden warehouse and catch fire, so she said again, "I'll go and bring back the clean clothes for His Highness."

"No need," knowing that she was thinking wrongly, Yan Qingli reached out to hold her down, "Don't go out, be careful of catching a cold."

In the darkness, Qiu Lanxi couldn't see her expression, and asked hesitantly, "Your Highness, do you want to take it yourself? You..."

"I'm fine."

She really didn't look like there was something wrong with her, but Qiu Lanxi had already deeply felt how tolerant this person was, so she couldn't help asking: "Then, are you still taking it off, Your Highness?"

After a moment of silence, Qiu Lanxi heard Yan Qingli respond in a low voice: "Yes."

Qiu Lanxi heard the sound of the other party sitting up from the bed, but she couldn't see anything, and naturally she wouldn't have any charming thoughts because of it. Yan Qingli never wore a lot of clothes when she fell asleep, and she took off her underwear and had a belly- Pocket, I don't know if it is to guard against her, but in short, I wear a lot of clothes when I go to sleep.

Of course, even if she is dressed like this, it can't be called hot at all. Her clothes are made of high-quality materials, comfortable and breathable, but Qiu Lanxi doesn't think this is completely aimed at herself. She knows that she sleeps like this so that she can fight with people at any time at night without losing her naked body.

Before the demise of the Teng Kingdom, there were endless assassinations against each other between the two countries, and there were not a few imperial heirs among them. It is understandable that Yan Qingli had such a behavior similar to persecution paranoia.

Listening to the rustling noise, Qiu Lanxi thought casually, if there was a flash of lightning at this time...

Just thinking like this, bright lightning suddenly pierced the sky, and Qiu Lanxi saw that the other party was stretching out his hands to brush his wet hair, his back was completely exposed, tied with a few thin straps, and everything could be seen at a glance.

Her skin is excellent, it is not an exaggeration to say that her skin is as creamy as cream, but it is different from the exquisite and meticulous maintenance of ordinary women. Others can clearly feel a sense of strength from it, and every part is like It is a combination of sophisticated instruments, without any sense of weakness.

But what is really astonishing is a huge scar that spreads from the back of the heart to the tailbone. The dull color is in sharp contrast with the surrounding skin color, as if some sharp object is still unsatisfactory after being pierced. , but to split people into two.

Qiu Lanxi couldn't help shaking, it was hard to imagine how Yan Qingli survived in this era when medicine was not yet fully developed.

She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to caress it, and she could clearly feel the uneven feeling on her silky fingertips, and Yan Qingli's body froze suddenly.

Qiu Lanxi immediately understood why Yan Qingli reacted so badly tonight, it wasn't because of dysmenorrhea at all, it was purely because the heavy rain affected the wound.

She leaned her body closer: "Your Highness, does it hurt?"

Yan Qingli gently broke away from her, not wanting to be touched by the other party, she reached out to grab it, unwilling to talk about this topic, and patted her on the back: "It's not hurting anymore, it's okay, go to sleep."

Qiu Lanxi was stunned for a moment. With Yan Qingli's heart, she felt that the other party would hate beautiful and ugly people. She pursed her lips, but she still couldn't hold back her inner curiosity, and couldn't help asking: "What's the matter?" Made it?"

Yan Qingli was silent for a while, and then said: "Father met an assassin when he was hiding in the mansion, and I blocked the knife for him."

When she seldom sits in an improper posture, Qiu Lanxi thinks that she is demanding of herself, but in fact it is only when she is most relaxed when she does that. She can't maintain the rest of the posture for long, and she will feel a dull pain.

Qiu Lanxi was stunned, and suddenly understood why Emperor Qinghe indulged Yan Qingli so much. Apart from really doting on Yan Qingli, it was also because of this "life-saving grace", right?

Yan Qingli stroked her soft hair and asked in a low voice: "Scared?"

Qiu Lanxi froze for a moment, and then realized that she thought this scar would remind her of some bloody scene, her heart softened, and she kissed Yan Qingli on the corner of her lips: "Your Highness, I also saw you on the battlefield. How can you be scared if you have a big scene?"

She sighed softly: "It's too late for me to feel distressed."