"This is the medicine for internal injuries that I personally prepared."
The small tent in the corner had no candles and blended into the night, so quiet that it had no sense of existence. The man in black was sitting quietly on the wooden bed, with the sword wrapped in a cloth beside him.
Ye Jinxiao brought the prepared medicine in front of him.
Today, he chose to come out to save her, and it seemed that he had figured it out.
"It's harder to live than to die."
Ye Ming raised his head, his face as cold as a knife was so beautiful, his cold eyes seemed to be immersed in an ice spring, with frost inside, and his eyes were full of broken ice when he looked at people, and his whole body exuded violence. The anger makes people afraid to come near.
a long time.
He took the medicine bowl and took a sip, "Cough...cough!"
The concoction sloshed and spilled out, and his right hand was weak and prolapsed. Ye Jinxiao pinched his wrist with quick eyes and hands.
I wanted to give him a hand, but I felt a dark wetness.
He has injuries on his hands!
"you……"
He withdrew his hand distantly.
Ye Jinxiao looked at the faint blood on his fingertips, and was suddenly curious about who he was. If he wanted to go out, these soldiers in the epidemic area would not be able to stop him.
He tentatively said: "Your injuries seem to be serious. If you don't mind, can I bandage them for you? Don't worry, I am a doctor. Since you choose to believe me, I will not let my patients have any problems."
Go back to the medicine storage tent and get a simple medical tool box.
After a brief hesitation, the man pulled away his belt.
The clothes were pulled back to the waist, revealing a strong body. There were seven or eight wounds on the arms and back, as well as many scars of different depths.
The injured area had not been treated for a long time, and it had become red and ulcerated, with pustules bulging out.
Ye Jinxiao frowned.
He was hurt so badly?
He really didn't say a word. Could it be that he didn't feel pain?
He took out the silver needle and baked it on the candle. "I will break these pustules first and clean them before I can start applying the medicine. If it hurts, just take this medicine."
She placed an ibuprofen in his hand.
The man didn't even look at her. He tilted his head to the other side. His curled eyelashes seemed to be covered with ice shards, as cold as frost and snow.
"..."
What a cold master.
Ye Jinxiao started to deal with it for him, but he didn't even make a sound during the whole process, as if this body didn't belong to him.
Such a look of no pain caused two words to pop up subconsciously in her mind: dead soldier.
In ancient times, in order to consolidate their power, some royal nobles specially trained dead warriors who would kill, set fire and clear obstacles for them. The dead warriors would not betray their masters until death, and would risk their lives to complete their tasks.
Could he be a dead soldier?
"What's your name?" he asked out of nowhere.
She was answered by silence.
Knowing that he was taciturn, she seemed to embarrass him by asking so many questions.
Ye Jinxiao said nothing, lowered his head and treated his wounds carefully. These wounds were long and deep, with smooth incisions, like sword wounds.
I don’t know how long I endured it, but the flesh inside the wound rotted away.
He really doesn't know pain.
Clean the pustule, dig out the slough, clean the wound, sprinkle medicine on it, wrap it in circles of gauze, and wrap it up.
"Ye...seven."
Above the head, a man's extremely cold voice suddenly sounded.
Ye Jinxiao raised his head, as if he was hallucinating.
The rhombus-shaped thin lips opened slightly again: "Ye Qi."
Ye Jinxiao raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Ye Qi? You and I have the same surname, what a coincidence."
The word 'seven' is like a code name. It seems that he is really a killer or death soldier trained by a powerful person.
Ye Ming: "..."
After saying that, silence returned.
"You still have one last wound on your chest. It's a bit long. I'll give you two stitches to help the wound heal. Can you lie down? It's easier for me."
Ye Ming lowered his eyes and lay down quietly.
Ye Jinxiao knelt on the side of the bed, lowered his head, fiddled with needle, thread and anesthetic with his hands to sew him up.
This posture...
So when Chu Yuci arrived, he saw a man lying shirtless on the bed, and Ye Jinxiao seemed to have climbed onto the bed on his own initiative...
His pupils shrank sharply, and a surge of rage rushed straight into Tianling Gai:
"Ye! Jin! Xiao!"
He rushed in and kicked over the simple wooden bed, "You slut!"
Bang!
No wonder she hadn't moved in the past two days. It turned out that she was having sex with a wild man under his nose!
Is she so horny and unbearable?
Ye Jinxiao was caught off guard and fell to the ground, as if he didn't expect Chu Yuci to come suddenly. It was obvious that he had misunderstood something.
She sneered and said: "I bandage the patient's wounds, but I never expected that I would be so unworthy in the eyes of King Yu. It seems that all the doctors in the world have done is shameful in the eyes of King Yu."
Ye Ming was not wearing any clothes, so he turned over to avoid it, causing injuries all over his body, and blood stains came out.
Ye Jinxiao wasn't doing much better either.
Her hands were stained with blood, and she was still holding the thread she had just cut. The medical box that had been kicked over fell to the side, and the medical gauze was scattered on the floor.
Chu Yuci saw that he was really bandaging, but the scene just now lingered in his mind, deeply stimulating him.
"Who knows if you might have done something evil in the name of bandaging? I have never seen anyone need to lie down to bandage a wound!"
The way her body moved closer to him was very similar to when she climbed onto his bed.
Dissolute, despicable.
Shameless!
"If you're injured and don't lie down, why don't you stand up and run three laps? King Yu is really funny, why don't you show me how to do it?"
She talked back to him for a wild man!
She is defending wild men!
How dare you say you are innocent!
Chu Yuci strangled her neck angrily and said in a very cold voice: "Ye Jinxiao, please listen to me. Now that you have entered the gate of Prince Yu's Mansion, under the title of 'Princess Yu', you are here before me." Before I abandon you, if you dare to do anything that harms the reputation of Prince Yu’s palace, I will make sure that you live in pain!"
Ye Jinxiao struggled against the shackles on his neck, his cheeks flushed with anger and pain:
"The marriage contract between you and me was given by the Holy Spirit. If you want to divorce me, I'm afraid it won't be that easy!"
These words completely angered Chu Yuci.
This bitch, relying on someone to support her, is extremely arrogant.
"If I want to divorce you, there are many ways to do it. I can strip you naked, roll you up in a straw mat, and throw you on the street with this man. See if I can divorce you!"
"you!"
This vicious man!
So cruel!
In ancient times, destroying a woman's innocence was tantamount to killing a person.
A person who has lost her virginity and moral integrity is no longer worthy of sitting in the position of princess. Not only will she be kicked out, but she will also become the laughing stock of the entire Nanyuan. If she were the original owner, she would probably die of shame and anger.
"You'd better behave yourself. If you can't control your lower body, I don't mind helping you." Chu Yuci sneered and threw her to the ground in disgust.
She, Ye Ming, this couple, he won't let them succeed!
Ye Jinxiao laughed angrily.
She simply bandaged the wound, but it looked so dirty in his eyes.
But the evidence of what Liu Mingyue did was conclusive, but he couldn't see it like he was blind.
The irrefutable evidence is like a mountain of invisible evidence, but the evidence is clear and false.
How did such a blind man become a prince?
Ye Ming covered his chest and stood quietly aside. The tips of his ears moved sharply, and he suddenly looked somewhere outside the tent: "There is someone."
