Jinghong knife

The moment his body was submerged in the hot water, Chu Hanyang breathed out and felt himself alive.However, his body was still extremely weak, and it was difficult to even lift his arms.

Qing Ming wiped his body carefully, never saying a word, never asking him if he deliberately let himself die, and never asking him what happened tonight.

He just silently waited for him to take a bath. Finally, he wrapped Chu Hanyang in a soft blanket, hugged him back to the bed, and covered him tightly with the quilt. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he was treating a piece of fragile porcelain. .

Chu Hanyang couldn't see Qing Ming's appearance, but he knew that it would not be easy to escape from the siege of Chu Zhangyang's subordinates.

The strong smell of blood on this person made him think of the injury without even looking at it.

But this man was silent all the time, he refused to say a word except for the late apology.

As if the one who was regarded as an abandoned child and escaped from death was not him.

Chu Hanyang opened his eyes calmly. Although he couldn't see him, he knew that Qingming was watching him by the bed.

"I can't see anything now, and my internal energy is gone. Qing Ming, if someone sent you to kill me, then do it now. I will help you."

He smiled mockingly, he didn't lie to Qing Ming, he is really at his most embarrassing and powerless now.

"Besides, I used you this time. If you want to get revenge, I don't blame you."

Qingming didn't speak, but found a clean set of underwear for Chu Hanyang to change into. Seeing that he didn't answer, Chu Hanyang frowned, grabbed his hand that was tying the belt for himself, and stopped him. His movements, waiting for his answer.

Qingming paused, hesitated for a while, and then took Chu Hanyang's hand backhand, and he knelt on one knee beside the bed.

He looked into Chu Hanyang's dim eyes, and said earnestly: "I am the master's sword, and there is no use for it. It is the duty of the subordinates to overcome obstacles and fend off hidden arrows."

Chu Hanyang's lips moved, and finally he sneered: "It's a pity, I can't hold a knife anymore. You can go."

Qingming's face changed, and the other leg also knelt on the ground, the wound opened again, and blood suddenly diffused little by little.

However, he didn't take a look, but held Chu Hanyang's hand firmly, and said in a trembling voice, "The lord doesn't want me anymore?"

Chu Hanyang paused, and said in a cold voice: "I know you have your purpose in coming by my side, and now I can't move, no matter what you want for my life, or what you want, I will give it to you, it's all because I thank you the toil of these days.

And now, I am a useless person, with your ability, there is no need to be a knife to a useless person. "

Why do you say that... Obviously I don't think so... Obviously I don't want him to go...

Qingming grasped Chu Hanyang's hand with both hands, but felt that his hand was cold, and he pressed that hand to his heart.

"My lord, your subordinates are your swords, and always will be."

A powerful heartbeat was heard from the palm of his hand, Chu Hanyang did not expect that this person would not leave even though he was reduced to what he is now.

He didn't know what this person's purpose was, or in other words, what was this person seeking? What exactly did he want from himself that made him work so hard?

"Then why do you have to stay with me?" Chu Hanyang asked mockingly.

He hates this feeling now, knowing that this person has a purpose, but he can't think of what it is anyway, so his face gradually turns cold.

Both he and Qing Ming knew that Qing Ming's purpose of staying by his side was not just to be a knife in his hand.

Qing Ming opened his mouth and swallowed all the words, he couldn't say it, if he did, he would be lost forever.

Facing Qing Ming's silence, Chu Hanyang felt restless, thinking about who or what purpose this person was treating him like this, he felt uncomfortable.

He won't be sad, he doesn't know what it means to be sad, he doesn't have that kind of emotion, but he hates being calculated.

He wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that he couldn't withdraw it, and a handful of cold things were stuffed into his hand.

No one is more familiar with that feeling than Chu Hanyang. It is a short knife, the scabbard has been removed, what he is holding is the handle, and the blade is touching Qingming's heart.

"My lord, I am willing to leave everything to you, but please don't drive me away." Qing Ming murmured.

Chu Hanyang's irritable heart was miraculously soothed by this sentence.He could feel that this person had given his life to him sincerely, even though he was unwilling to tell the reason for doing all this.

After being silent for a long while, Chu Hanyang still compromised, forget it, if he doesn't want to say it, just don't say it.The cause is less important than the effect.

Chu Hanyang shook his head helplessly, his face softened: "You really don't want anything?"

Qing Ming shook his head, "I just want to stay by your side all the time."

Chu Hanyang was silent, and finally closed his eyes: "Okay, I promise you. I won't say such things again in the future."

Qing Ming was taken aback for a moment, and felt relieved, only then did he realize that his leg wound had split open again, and blood flowed all over the floor.

"Hurry up and take care of your injuries first, the whole room is full of bloody smell from your body.

Qing Ming, I am now blind and have lost all my internal energy. I will entrust my life to you. "

Chu Hanyang withdrew his hand, seemed to feel a little cold, and shrank back into the quilt again.

"Yes." Qing Ming replied in a low voice, rubbing her fingers involuntarily, her brows filled with determination.

He will guard this person until the end of his life.

After cleaning up most of the night, Qing Ming finally cleaned up everything.

He buried Chu Zhangyang's body under the tree in the backyard, dealt with the blood in the house, and then went to clean himself up.

After he took care of his horrific injuries, he checked Chu Hanyang's condition lightly again, and was relieved to see that he had fallen asleep.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, Chu Hanyang developed a low-grade fever, and his body was so cold that no matter how he covered himself with the quilt, he felt that the cold wind was constantly coming in.

Seeing him like that, Qingming was extremely anxious. He fed Chu Hanyang water twice, but Chu Hanyang seemed to be a little unconscious, and just kept shouting cold.

Qingming knew that if Chu Hanyang was awake, no matter how cold and painful he was, he would never say anything.

That man was as proud as a knife in his hand.

"Qingming." Chu Hanyang called out in a low voice.

Qing Ming leaned forward, but was suddenly pulled onto the bed by the man, pressed him down, and hugged her tightly.The piercing chill emanating from Chu Hanyang's body immediately made Qing Ming shudder.

Chu Hanyang had a fever and was a little unconscious. He only remembered that there was a person in his arms that was extremely warm, so he dragged that person to his side and hugged him desperately.

Qing Ming was hugged tightly by him, and his body became extremely stiff at once, until he felt the abnormal coldness on Chu Hanyang's body, then he stretched out his arms tentatively, and hugged Chu Hanyang with his backhand.

He gently turned over, let himself lie on his side from under him, adjusted his posture, carefully hugged Chu Hanyang in his arms, and covered him with the quilt.

He looked at the person in his arms and exhaled deeply, as if he had finally relaxed and fell asleep, but his heart rose instead.

This distance is too close, it can be said to be a very out of bounds behavior, although I still control myself and hide my thoughts, but the Lord will wake up tomorrow and see, I don't know if I will be angry.

Qingming hugged Chu Hanyang and slept all night with excitement and nervousness in his heart, until it was almost early morning when he couldn't stand it any longer, and fell asleep for a while in a daze.

When he woke up, the moment he opened his eyes, his heart skipped a beat. Chu Hanyang was still in his arms, but his eyes were open. Although he was absent-minded, it was obvious that he did not know when he had woken up.

Judging by the look of the Lord, it seems that the fever has subsided a little, and he is much more awake.

Qing Ming wanted to let go, and knelt down to plead guilty, but she didn't expect that after she let go, she found that Chu Hanyang's hand was still tightly hugging her waist.

"Lord?"

Qing Ming called out in a low voice.

I saw Chu Hanyang's phoenix eyes half-opened and half-closed, his brows were a little tangled, as if hesitating about something.

"Qingming, I said, if you follow me, everything about you will be mine. Can I do anything to you?"

As if he had made up his mind, Chu Hanyang pursed his lips and his arms tightly, showing no intention of letting go.

"Yes." Qing Ming was a little puzzled, but replied without any hesitation.

"Then you should start sleeping tonight. Is there a problem?" Chu Hanyang's eyelashes trembled, and everything trembled along with Qingming's heart.

"Your subordinate obeys." Qing Ming lowered his eyes and replied obediently.

Chu Hanyang overestimated himself. He didn't expect the aftereffects of his forcibly suppressing the toxicity to be so serious. He thought that after a night's rest, at least part of his physical strength would be recovered.

However, what he didn't expect was that at this moment, he was so weak that it was difficult for him to even stand up.

He walked slowly while leaning on the wall, forcibly overcoming the powerlessness, while trying to distract himself.

"Ah Qing, what about the matter I asked you to investigate?"