[Crossing Sword III] Call me Your Lady Queen

In fact, since just now, he has always wanted to ask, is it really necessary to change the blood-stained clothes and lie down in bed for a while with such a serious injury?

But seeing Sui Yin lying on the bed clutching his wound, not knowing whether he was unconscious or sober, and rubbing his foot that didn't have the pain just now, but still didn't dare to move, he gave up this idea.

It's useless to ask, it's better to wait until he has strength.

The two just lay down and sat in silence, and if Qiu Yan had time to spare, he looked up at the environment of the bamboo building.

This bamboo building has two floors. There is only a screen between the hall I walked through and the bedroom now, but the poor screen has been pushed to the side wall at this moment, and the tables and chairs in the room are arranged. It was a bit messy and stained with blood. It should have been caused by Sui Yin's stumbling into the house.

There weren't many things hanging on the walls of the room, but on the side table, there was an object that he almost unforgettable.

Hades lock!

After sitting for a while, he felt that the pain in his feet was not as intense as before. Qiu Yanruo carefully moved his feet off the bed, and then supported the bed with both hands and moved them to the edge of the bed. He felt that there was nothing wrong with his body other than the pain in his feet and tiredness. He looked to the side Qiu Yanruo tentatively poked Sui Yin half-lying on the bed with his eyes closed a few times, but seeing that he didn't move, he presumably passed out again.

Qiu Yanruo stayed for a while, scratched his head, and sighed helplessly.

Since I came to see him, let's be a good person and do it to the end, there is no point in competing with yourself, isn't it.

Thinking of this, he stood on tiptoe with one foot on the ground, hugged Sui Yin's leg on the side of the bed with both hands, and carefully lifted it up. While slowly moving the direction where Sui Yin was lying, he put his leg on the bed. Perception, at his mercy, that pale face now looks surprisingly docile.

Well, just a coma.

Qiu Yanruo couldn't help but slander, he had experienced firsthand how abominable this person was when he woke up.

No matter how poor I am, I will never sympathize with you!

After spending a long time lifting his legs to the bed, Qiu Yanruo started to untie his belt, trying to take off his blood-stained clothes.

Perhaps it was because the man was too docile when he was moved to the bed just now, so Qiu Yanruo lost his guard for a moment, and reached out to pull his belt without thinking too much, but unexpectedly, he had just grabbed the belt buckle with his fingers and hadn't had time to untie it on both sides , but felt the man tremble suddenly, and then a big bloody hand clasped his wrist fiercely, without saying a word, twisted it outward, and only heard a click, Qiu Yanruo's face turned pale.

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah, it is me, me, me!"

He couldn't help howling while bewilderedly hitting Sui Yin's chest with his fist. Hearing his cry, Sui Yin's consciousness struggling in the drowsiness woke up for a while, so he let go. If Qiu Yan saw his hand As soon as he loosened his strength, he hurriedly pulled back his wrist, and rubbed it desperately for a while, until the pain eased a little.

"You...ah, you really are!"

The anger at that person who wanted to curse a few words dissipated without a trace when he met the other's frowning eyes that were forced open.

That look of confusion...

"What are you doing?"

Sui Yin tilted his head to look at him with difficulty, as if he didn't understand his behavior. If Qiu Yan couldn't express his anger, he replied angrily: "Looking for death!" Then he took his belt angrily. Pulling it away, Sui Yin, who regained some consciousness, naturally understood what he was going to do, and the vigilance that had just been forcibly struggling from the drowsiness was lost for a while.

The injury to his foot did not affect the movement of his hands, and the injury was on someone else. Although the bloody wound was scary when he took it off, it was not on him. Thinking of what this person had done to him before, Qiu Yan made a move. In addition to the slight distress in my heart, I took off Sui Yin's clothes without any hesitation until only the inner was left, and then picked up the medicines such as gauze and wound medicine on the table, and began to put Sui Yin The wounds on the body were cleaned up one by one and the medicine was applied.

However, on top of it, Qiu Yanruo felt that his hands began to tremble slightly.

Is the body under his hand, which is worthy of the name, covered with bruises, really still alive?

The hand applying the medicine rested on a sword wound on his waist. Qiu Yanruo looked at Sui Yin's comatose face, then at the wound, swallowed, and couldn't help but carefully apply the medicine powder on the torn wound. On the open wound.

"faster……"

Just as Qiu Yanruo was taking the medicine little by little, Sui Yin, who had been in a daze of consciousness, suddenly urged her.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Qiu Yanruo looked up at him in confusion.

The latter fell silent, and after a while, feeling that Qiu Yanruo was still looking at him, his dry lips moved slightly, and he squeezed out a word: "Leng..."

After Qiu Yanruo touched his chest, he was startled, hurriedly bandaged the remaining serious injuries, and then wrapped the scarred man tightly with the quilt beside him He stopped, pushed it into the bed, and put it on the bed, only one head was exposed and rested on the pillow.

The skin of the tentacles was already as cold as ice, thanks to his patience until now.

Qiu Yanruo sighed softly, he was exhausted from the journey, and now that Suiyin was settled, the suppressed tiredness also surged up, so he went to Suiyin's side, pulled a corner of the quilt, and lay on his side He narrowed his eyes.

When he squinted, he squinted for a long time. He fell asleep more and more deeply, and finally he didn't know anything. He just felt that his whole body was so tired that he was about to fall apart. Once he closed his eyes, he didn't want to move at all.

When he opened his eyes again, he was awakened by a flurry of noises. He slept quite peacefully this time. Qiu Yanruo smacked his lips contentedly, and turned to look at Sui Yin beside him.

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head to one side, there was an empty space around him. He froze for a moment, turned around and saw that Sui Yin, who was supposed to be by his side, had disappeared at this moment, and the quilt was completely wrapped by him.

"kindness?"

He was still confused, when Sui Yin's calm and smiling voice came from beside him, as usual.

"Wake up."

Qiu Yan Ruohuo sat up, and suddenly grinned from the pain of the sole of the foot. He looked at Sui Yin who was sitting on the stairs by the door in surprise, "Can you get out of bed?"

Sui Yin was holding something in his hand, and he couldn't see it because it was blocked by the door. He only heard Sui Yin's faint smile, and his tone was not as weak as before: "When can I not get out of bed?"

"But didn't you just now?"

"I'm recovering quickly. Besides, it's not just now. You've slept all day and all night, pig."

"……Hey!"

Qiu Yanruo stared at Sui Yin with a dark face, but the latter didn't realize it. Instead, he lifted up the thing in his hand amusedly, and smiled at it: "If I also sleep for a day and a night, what should you do?" ?”

"Huh? What are you talking about?"

Qiu Yanruo was taken aback, and leaned out strangely, to see what he was holding.

"Oh, what are you talking about?"

Sui Yin chuckled and shook the two small things in his hands towards Qiu Yanruo.

It's black and white, fleshy, the size of a piglet, with two dark circles on its top.

He has one in each hand, and the other one is flailing desperately in his arms, grabbing his clothes and trying to lie on his neck.

Qiu Yanruo stared blankly, blinked, and didn't know what to say...

The author has something to say: Xiaoqiu~ Come on~ Work harder, those three little things are yours (?﹃?)