What's the difference between this and chopping your own flesh and blood on a chopping board? !
And that person didn't snort from the beginning to the end!
His tenacity made Dongfang Jing speechless!
So, how could such a person with strong self-control be inexplicably in love with Dongfang Jing who was pregnant with Yuchi Mo's flesh and blood? ! As he said, Yuchimo regarded her as a pawn, and he, Yuchi Wuyou, regarded her as a pawn... She never really walked into his heart for a moment!
Dongfang Jing stared at the rotten wound in front of her eyes, her tears suddenly fell down like a broken thread!
She had never been a woman who loved to cry, but at this moment... she couldn't help it. Her heart was twisted into a ball in pain, if she didn't cry out, she was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to breathe.
There was such a tear that inadvertently seeped into the wound of the other party.
The man subconsciously frowned, but his thin lips did not utter a low, hoarse hum after all.
Dongfang Jing knew that his injury could not be delayed any longer, and that the wound must be cleaned immediately, so she wiped away her tears indiscriminately, and ran out of the cave quickly.
She found a clear mountain spring near the cave, wove bamboo knots into a semi-sealed basket, and then scooped a basket of water, rushed back to the cave to help Zongzheng Fusu clean up the wound.
The cold spring water washed over Zongzheng Fusu's wound, and Zongzheng Fusu suddenly woke up with a shock.
He didn't make a sound, but quietly stared at the... woman who "does whatever she wants" on him.
She wore a human skin mask on her face, which changed her face and made it impossible to see her real face clearly, but with the firewood reflected... he could clearly see that her eyes were bright red, and there was even some transparent... indistinguishable liquid hanging from the corners of her eyes.
"Are you crying?"
Zongzheng Fusu's hoarse voice suddenly exploded in the empty cave!
The cave is so deep that these three words echoed in the ears of the two of them several times!
Dongfang Jing raised her head in horror, looked back at the man's gaze, and frowned, "Why are you awake?!"
"Do you want me to sleep like this forever?"
After three questions in a row, none of them answered the other's question.
Zongzheng Fusu stretched out his hand impatiently, pulled the black robe that Dongfang Jing had uncovered aside, and was about to cover the wound on his abdomen!
"Don't move!" Dongfang Jing stopped him, stared at him slightly angrily, and said in a vicious tone, "Don't you want to die?! If you don't treat this wound, your whole stomach will rot!"
Zongzheng Fusu obviously didn't look carefully at his wound, following her gaze, he also glanced at it, and then he gradually let go of the robe held in his hand. Afterwards, he coughed lightly, and said with some embarrassment, "Bengong's body...is not used to being seen by outsiders."
"Aren't you used to seeing me alone?" In order to distract him, Dongfang Jing deliberately raised the topic, "Your Excellency has lived half of your life, so you haven't tasted a woman yet, have you?"
"This... really not." Zongzheng Fusu smiled wryly.
If it were someone else, he would not have answered so briskly. But Chi Jing is different, she is completely unfamiliar to him. He would rather confide in a stranger than tell his story to the person next to him.
"Do you not have a woman? Or do you not have a woman you like?" Dongfang Jing asked.
"Yes. Both."