Ye Zheng didn't say anything, he got out of the big tent, and told people outside to guard the place.
Nan Yan slowly walked to the bedside.
Zhu Feng was already fast asleep, probably because the medicine had taken effect. She squatted down gently, looked at the pale face due to blood loss, and felt that he looked different from usual.
In the past, he was like a sharp double-edged sword, no matter how close he was, he would be bruised all over his body.
But now he is showing a kind of fragility that has never been seen before.
A sudden impulse surged up in Nan Yan's heart, wanting to protect him, wanting to protect him well, and prevent him from showing such a fragile look again.
But after thinking about it, I laughed.
Who does he protect
If it wasn't for him, how could he take the risk alone with the body of Wan Cheng, and how could he be injured
At this moment, there was a hissing sound in the ear, as if someone was gasping for air from the cold, and when he took a closer look, it was Zhu Feng. Although he was lying there, he was still trembling slightly.
Only then did she see that his left hand was still sticking out of the quilt.
Because it was the left shoulder that was injured, it was inevitable that he would be cold if he lost too much blood, even if he was covered with a quilt.
Without even thinking about it, Nan Yan reached out and grabbed his left hand.
His hands are wide and thick, with thick calluses on the palms and fingertips, which should have been left behind by leading soldiers and fighting with swords all year round. Nanyan slowly stroked his hands with slender fingertips, For some reason, there was a feeling of peace of mind.
She gently leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the face that gradually calmed down, when she was tired, she closed her eyes and said vaguely: "I... will protect you..."
|
The next morning, it was fully light.
Zhu Feng slowly opened his eyes.
The first thing I saw was a thin, pale face lying on the side of the bed, the thin forehead hair hanging on the tip of her eyebrows, touching the long eyelashes, fluttering slightly with her breath .
It's... Si Nanyan.
She stayed by her bed all night
Zhu Feng looked at her for a while, and subconsciously wanted to reach out to brush away the slightly frowning stitches on her brows, but as soon as he moved, he felt his hands sink.
Looking down, she realized that her hand was firmly held by her.
Those two little hands couldn't hold his hand, but the warm feeling was continuously transmitted from her skin to her.
No wonder, when he just fell asleep last night, he felt as if his hand had been inserted into a glacier, making him uneasy in his dreams, but later, the glacier melted, and the gentle spring water flowed through his fingers, making him feel comfortable a lot of.
It turned out to be her...
Zhu Feng's breath couldn't help but sink for a moment, and at this moment, Nan Yan felt something, she opened her watery eyes, stared at him blankly for a while, and suddenly, her eyes widened.
"emperor?!"
"..."
"you're awake!"
Zhu Feng didn't speak, just watched her jump up, but after all, she curled up at the head of the bed all night, her legs were numb, and she fell down on the bed as soon as she moved.
However, her cheeks were flushed with excitement, and her eyes were shining brightly: "You're awake!"
Zhu Feng looked at her lying beside her with a look of forgetfulness, and there seemed to be a faint fragrance coming from her body.
He suddenly felt hot all over his body, he grabbed her and pressed her under him.
Nan Yan was caught off guard, and didn't even understand what happened. Just as she was about to ask, the words that hadn't come out of her mouth suddenly disappeared between her lips and teeth.
She was kissed by him at once.