In the bedroom, the lamps flickered and the fire burned brightly. A warm halo falls on the curtain, and the interplay of light and shadow makes the delicate outline of the person on the couch appear deeper and deeper.
Su Jingqian was half-leaning on the bed, with ink pouring out of his hair, his black shirt half untied, and the skin that used to be as cold as jade and white porcelain was covered with ferocious bloody mouths.
Zi Heng took the cleaned brocade handkerchief handed over by Zi Shu and carefully wiped the blood around Su Jingqian's wound. Within a moment, the basin of water was dyed red.
Zi Heng's brows never relaxed for a moment, and he was always blaming himself and regretting his master's injury. Although their master had told them before setting off that they did not need to take care of him after fighting with the bandits, they only needed to find a way for him and Prince Lu to leave, but they never expected that their master would be so injured. Heavy.
It wasn't until later that he and Ziyu came together and realized that the master had gone there with a wounded heart from the beginning. Only when he was seriously injured and rescued Prince Lu safely, the Queen Mother of Nanling had no excuse to embarrass Miss Lin again.
Zi Heng secretly gritted his teeth. He only regretted that he had not noticed his master's intention earlier. Otherwise, even if he was punished by his master and sent to a secret prison, he would never let his master put himself in danger. If the old disease relapses, Will suffer such a heavy blow again.
Although the master suffered external injuries this time, the wounds were all over his body, varying in depth, and it was shocking to see them. These injuries also aggravated the old illness in the master's body. If he were not worried about Miss Lin and worried that she would notice something strange, the master would not wait outside the palace gate with his seriously injured body, nor would he wait outside the palace after seeing Lin off. The young lady fainted after she came back.
Now, although the old disease in the master's body has been temporarily stabilized and the wounds on the body have gradually scabbed, the master insists on cleaning up the blood on his body as soon as he wakes up. How can he not be worried?
He also knew that his master liked to be clean and was extremely disgusted with the smell of blood. No matter how hard the three of them tried to dissuade him, it was useless.
However, he just finished the acupuncture for his master yesterday, and the three days after the acupuncture were when the pain was the most intense. Not to mention the wounds all over his body, even the slightest bump would be excruciating pain. At this time, the blood stains on the master's body have dried up. When wiping, it takes three points of force to clean up the blood stains. But doing so will inevitably involve the wound, which will not only hinder the healing of the wound, but also aggravate the pain, which is tantamount to torture for the master.
He really didn't dare to think about the excruciating pain that his master endured before he could bear this injury. However, there was no trace of emotion on the master's face from beginning to end, as if he was indifferent to all the pain and torture. This unusual tolerance has been engraved in the master's bones since he came back from Fomalhau. In order to frighten the enemy, but also to spur himself, but for him, Zishu and Ziyu, they just felt sad and unbearable.
He still remembered that when he, Zi Shu and the others came out of the stronghold and saw their master covered in blood, his heart beat almost uncontrollably. Then, when he suppressed the trembling all over and lifted up his master's coat and saw the mottled bloodstains on his body, his mind went blank and his ears buzzed. After a long time, he slowly realized what he was afraid of - when his master came back from Fomalhaut, he was as bruised and bruised as he was now. From that time on, his master's body...
Thinking of this, Zi Heng unconsciously tightened the brocade handkerchief in his hand. When the past reappeared, he felt a lingering fear in his heart.
In fact, it's no wonder that Zi Shuhui complained about Miss Lin. The master carried a heavy burden all the way, hiding all the swords, swords, and blood dripping extremely well, and isolated the water and fire from her world, just to seek a perfection for her. ending. If it weren't for Miss Lin, the master wouldn't have to be so forbearing, let alone be so decisive towards himself.
But he didn't blame Miss Lin. It is the master's wish to give her a happy life; it is also the master's choice to bear the danger alone. He just felt sorry for his master.
Just when Zi Heng was getting more and more depressed, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and then heard Ziyu reporting through the door: "Master, Miss Lin is here."
"Why is she here?" Su Jingqian was startled for a moment, then his eyes moved, and he immediately signaled Zi Heng and Zi Shu to put away the things to clean up the blood. He quickly pulled his clothes together, and when he was tying his clothes, he heard someone knocking on the door. Pushing away, what followed was that familiar and clear voice.
"Why, Boss Su doesn't welcome me?"
Obviously, Su Jingqian's murmur just now failed to escape Lin Wanwan's ears.
Su Jingqian did not answer, but calmly tied up his clothes. When Fang raised his eyes, he saw that Lin Wanwan had walked straight into the inner room and stood in front of the table, looking at him steadily, Mingying. There was a smile in his eyes.
He stared at her, the light and shadow flickering gently in his eyes, gradually brightening and darkening, making those peach blossom eyes even deeper and more charming, but as always, it was difficult to distinguish the emotions contained in them. Suddenly, his eyes glanced at the crimson cloak she was wearing, and saw that it was still covered in cold dew and frost. He thought it must have been caused by the wind blowing away the remaining snow.
Su Jingqian couldn't help but frowned, and finally there was a slight change in his eyes, and he said: "The winter night in Nanling is particularly wet and cold. Your injury has not healed. If you don't stay in the house, why do you come out?"
Hearing his words that seemed to be reproachful but actually concerned, Lin Wanwan raised her eyes and glanced at him with a half-smile.
And this look seemed to contain infinite meaning, like resentment, embarrassment, coquettishness, and tenderness. Su Jingqian's heart suddenly trembled, and the eyes that fell on her couldn't help but soften a little. point.
The coldness that quietly passed between the brows and eyes just now is like the thin ice that still remains on the embankment in early spring. It disappears secretly as soon as the spring water melts.
Seeing the two people flirting back and forth, Zi Shu, Zi Yu and Zi Heng looked at each other and understood. Just when they were about to retreat silently, they were unexpectedly stopped by Lin Wanwan.
"Zi Heng, could you please take a look at this ointment for me." After saying that, Lin Wanwan took out a small celadon jar from her sleeve and handed it to Zi Heng, asking, "I have tried this medicine. It is good for healing wounds." It’s very effective, but I don’t know if this medicine can be used together with the Ningzhi Yulu Cream you developed?”
Zi Heng responded, respectfully took the porcelain jar, then opened the lid and put it in front of his nose and took a sniff. Suddenly his eyes lit up, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
"This medicine..."
He groaned and immediately applied a little on the back of his hand with his fingertips. After repeated observation and sniffing for a moment, he finally raised his brows and said humbly with a smile: "In my humble opinion, Miss Lin's ointment is indeed a panacea. I am afraid that there is no medicine for wounds in this world that can compare with it. To be honest, although the Gelatinous Jade Dew Cream developed by my subordinates also has healing and analgesic effects, its main effect is to remove scars and nourish the skin. Although the medicinal materials used are considered precious. , but most of them can be found on the market, and every medicinal ingredient in this ointment is extremely rare. When it comes to healing wounds and relieving pain, this medicine is more effective than Ningzhi Yulu ointment. If the two can be combined Used together, even the deepest wounds can be healed in a short time without even leaving scars.”
After listening to Zi Heng's words, Lin Wanwan slowly breathed a sigh of relief, smiled gratefully at Zi Heng, nodded and said, "I understand, thank you."
But Zi Heng's heart was moved, and he couldn't help but think of the person who developed this medicine. This person could not only find such rare medicinal materials, but also refine them into a healing medicine, which proved that his medical skills were unparalleled. He is a medical master, so Master...
A glimmer of hope slowly rose in Zi Heng's heart, and he hurriedly saluted Lin Wanwan and asked, "I'm sorry for Zi Heng's boldness in asking, but where did Miss Lin get this medicine?"
Hearing the urgency in Zi Heng's words, Lin Wanwan's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, as if her heart had been crushed by a huge boulder.
