If a king has the world in mind and has compassion in his heart, he will be a blessing to the people. She was... not wrong after all.
"On the road to imperial power, there has always been a river of blood. If they die today, it might be me tomorrow."
"Zhao Jingyan!"
Gu Qingguan felt a pain in his heart and suddenly shouted sharply.
How could he say such a thing, how could he say such a thing. It catches people off guard and breaks their heart.
"As long as I'm here, you won't die."
Zhao Jingyan was dumbfounded and disappointed. Looking at her angry face, she said calmly: "You are just a doctor, not a god."
"You..." Gu Qingwan was angry.
Zhao Jingyan pulled her hard and pulled her half an inch closer, with a deep look in her eyes, "What's the point of fearing death? I'm just afraid that I won't be able to see you."
There was a roar in his head, and Gu Qingwan felt his heart pounding.
Zhao Jingyan pushed herself closer to her little by little, trying to shorten the distance between the two.
Then, he narrowed his eyes, leaned close to her ear and whispered breathlessly: "Wan Wan, I want to be with you in life, and I want to be buried with you in death. I want us to be together in life and death." Together. No regrets.”
The faint words made Gu Qingguan's heart beat faster, so fast that it felt like it was about to jump out of his chest.
"Don't run away, okay?"
This guy... this guy...
Gu Qingguan's face turned red, she threw away his hand and ran out of the door.
Zhao Jingyan looked at her fleeing back, grinning like a fool.
"Hey..." A low sigh sounded faintly in a corner of the room.
Zhao Jingyan was startled and looked up. In the northwest corner, Jiang Hongwen looked at him with two innocent eyes open and an embarrassed look on his face.
"Why are you here?"
Jiang Hongwen was speechless and choked.
"I have been guarding you here since you were brought in. As soon as you woke up, you confessed to her. Even if I wanted to leave, I couldn't move my legs."
A gentleman does not look at anything inappropriate and do not hear anything inappropriate. He, Jiang Qiye, has never been a gentleman. He wants to cover his ears, but the voice still comes in. It is better to listen to it calmly.
Can't blame him!
Zhao Jingyan looked at him deeply, with the joy of seeing him for the first time in her eyes, and slowly leaned towards the edge of the pit. After a long while, he spoke softly, "Why are you acting like this?"
He has a sloppy beard, a disheveled face, and an old robe of no apparent color, dressed in a nondescript manner.
Jiang Hongwen laughed angrily, "Why don't you look at what you look like?"
He even laughed at him. He had taken a medicinal bath now and he still looked like a human being. When he was brought in, even a ghost looked prettier than him.
Zhao Jingyan really lowered her head and was looked at. When she saw that she was not even wearing any underpants, she didn't know whether she had just woken up and was exhausted, or she was frightened, so she fell down on the pit with a thud.
Jiang Hongwen walked to the bed, looked at him condescendingly, shook his head and said, "It's almost time to use acupuncture to remove the poison. I'll call her."
The moment he turned around, a weak hand grabbed his.
The owner of the hand blinked twice and said weakly: "She...she...has seen it?"
Not only have I seen it, but I almost touched it when I was doing needlework.
Jiang Hongwen took a deep breath and looked at him with infinite sympathy, "Tinglin, she is a concubine. And..."
Glancing at his lower body, Jiang Hongwen swallowed and his eyes darkened, "She said 'life is more important than lifeblood'"
Zhao Jingyan's face turned blue, her breathing suddenly became rapid, then she tilted her head and fainted again.
Jiang Hongwen put his hand under his nose and said helplessly: "Brother, I tried my best! Anyway, she is your recognized wife. You have to see her sooner or later. You have to see her."
Gu Qingwan walked into the courtyard, feeling confused.
This man talks about love so confidently, no one wants to be with him life and death.
dream!
"Your Majesty, are you awake?"
Qingguan turned around and saw Sheng Fang standing independently under the eaves, with a tall and straight figure.
She tried to calm down, "Well, I just woke up."
"It will take a few more days of acupuncture to remove the remaining poison."
Qingguan looked up at the sky, "At least ten days."
Ten days. I wonder if Ah Li and the others can last ten days
Sheng Fang stepped forward and was about to speak when he saw Qing Guan's face was as red as charcoal. He hurriedly put his hand on her forehead and said, "Your face is so red, but you are sick?"
"It's okay, it's a bit boring today!"
Qingguan covered it up and said, "Brother, he and Qi Ye studied under Third Uncle."
The light words made Sheng Fang's eyes light up. No wonder he saw that King Shou's sword skills were somewhat similar to his.
It turns out that they are from the same lineage.
At this moment, Jiang Hongwen walked out of the room and said, "Qingwan, he fainted."
When Gu Qingwan saw him, he felt panicked.
The scene in the room just now must have been watched by him. Although he didn't mind it, after all, she was a woman, so she was always a bit thin-faced.
She insisted: "It's okay, it's great that he can wake up for such a long time!"
"Then, is it time to get acupuncture?"
"First order someone to prepare the medicinal soup. I will come back after I clean my hands."
Jiang Hongwen heard her speak less clearly than before, and her voice was muffled. Knowing that it was because of what happened just now, he said, "I'll leave that pavilion to you!"
Gu Qingguan was slightly upset, and then realized that this guy didn't want to embarrass her.
Jiang Hongwen walked towards Sheng Fang and grabbed his arm, "Hu Yong, I have nothing to do. Let's have a drink and you tell me about the military affairs."
Sheng Fang looked at him deeply, with unknown joy in his eyes, and said proudly: "Okay!"
"You are not allowed to drink until your injury is healed!" Gu Qingguan sternly stopped him.
Sheng Fang said with a smile, "Drink one drink, just one drink."
"Not even one cup!" Gu Qingwan gave him a sharp look.
Sheng Fang felt timid when she looked at her, and smiled apologetically at Jiang Hongwen, "Master Qi, I'll substitute wine for tea. Look..."
"Okay... okay... okay!"
Jiang Hongwen looked at Gu Qingwan's curling back, and felt a chill in his heart.
Can he not say it? If one day in the future, he has an illness or disaster, and it is in her hands, he still wants to save some face and self-esteem as a man!
Don't end up like Ting Lin, like a plucked rooster, stripped naked!
Gu Qingguan walked to the door, hesitating obviously in his steps, paused for a moment, and finally pushed the door open and entered.
At this moment, the man on the kang quietly closed his eyes, seeming to be in deep sleep.
She didn't know why, but she breathed a sigh of relief. She gently placed her hand on his pulse and concentrated on identifying it.
Ye Qing lit dozens of candles in the room one by one, and it suddenly became as bright as day.
"Miss, the golden needle is here. Hey, where is Mr. Qi?"
Gu Qingguan sighed and said, "Go out."
"Yes, my slave is guarding outside."
The footsteps faded away, the door was closed again, and there was no sound in the room. It was so quiet that I could only hear my own breathing.
Qingguan held the golden needle and looked at the man on the bed. For the first time, she didn't know how to start.
He is so good-looking, with exquisite features and eyes that captures the beauty of the world, and his smile makes even women feel inferior to him.
He was lustful, playful, and glib. He was not very nice to her, but mostly used her. What's even more irritating is that this person is extremely domineering about feelings. Regardless of whether you accept love or not, like it or not, he just loves you anyway.
We will never retreat until we reach the Yellow River.
A faint smile appeared on Gu Qingguan's lips, and she lifted up the thin quilt with her bare hands.
Startled.
At some point, those obscene pants were put on.
"Have you seen enough?" Eyes as deep as a well looked at her angrily.
Gu Qingguan straightened his face, coughed a few times and said: "There are no distinctions between men and women among medical practitioners. There is no gender in the eyes."
Zhao Jingyan saw her speaking so calmly and laughed angrily, "I don't care, you have seen it, you have to be responsible for me."
"The dignified man looks like a scoundrel!" Gu Qingwan scolded.
Zhao Jingyan looked at it tenderly, with passionate and lingering eyes, "Only for you!"
Qingguan's heart, which had just calmed down, was pounding again. The beating candlelight reflected her eyebrows, making her look extremely beautiful.
Zhao Jingyan was stunned.
It turns out that she can also be shy, charming, and have nowhere to put her eyes.
In the air, something was slowly surging, which was indescribable.
After a long time, Qingguan's tone changed and she said coldly: "Lie down, I'm going to do the acupuncture."
Zhao Jingyan smiled lowly, stretched her body, and said with indulgence in her eyes, "Come on!"
The words sounded a little ambiguous. Qingguan lowered his eyes, but when he raised them again, there was no trace of romance in his eyes.
The hand rises and the needle falls, one needle at each acupuncture point, gently twisting and finely dialing, with different depths.
When the needle penetrates the skin, there is some unbearable pain at first, and then it gradually becomes sour. After the soreness reaches the extreme, there is an indescribable feeling of pleasure. Something in the body surged out along with the sourness.
Throughout the whole process, Zhao Jingyan gritted her teeth and did not make a sound.
The upper body is covered with needles, it’s the lower body’s turn. Qingguan glanced at the bulge under his body, and without even a moment's hesitation, the needle was dropped.
Zhao Jingyan looked at her and smiled, "Do you need me to take off my underwear?"
"No need today"
"Why not use it?"
"Shut up!" Gu Qingwan was a little angry and frustrated.
It was him who messed up her mind. What's more, this set of acupuncture is extremely painful and sore for the patient, but he still has the heart to talk.
Zhao Jingyan looked at her panic, and the tenderness in her eyes became even stronger.
I felt so uncomfortable that I wanted to listen to her talk. When she spoke, it was like the hand in the dream, and there was no pain at all.
Her hands were extremely beautiful, her skin was as smooth as jade, her fingers were slender, and her undulating movements were like two slender, dancing flowers, extremely smooth and elegant.
He stared blankly, very quietly.
When the last needle fell, he suddenly turned his head and spurted out a large mouthful of black and thick blood, followed by another mouthful, and his heart was filled with overwhelming emotions.
Gu Qingguan then took the towel he had prepared and carefully wiped the remaining blood from the corners of his mouth and body, his voice softening.
"Just spit it out and it'll be fine."
Zhao Jingyan didn't have time to answer, so she spat out another mouthful of black blood and reluctantly responded with the word "hmm".
The usually arrogant and domineering man suddenly fell ill, and Gu Qingwan felt a little tight in his chest. At this moment, his hair fell on his cheeks, and his long fingers were stretched out.
Gently put the long hair on the cheek behind your face. The fingertips brushed against the shell of his ear.
Qingguan was startled and felt slightly confused.
Zhao Jingyan subconsciously looked up at her, touched the faint but complicated light in her eyes, and sighed softly: "Wan Wan, I like you."
"Shut up!" Gu Qingguan was completely exhausted at this moment.
"No, I just like you!" Zhao Jingyan smiled. Gu Qingwan gritted his teeth.