Pieces of red petals surrounded Murong Xue's delicate body, and the shoulders and neck exposed on the water were as delicate as porcelain, exuding the unique luster of a girl.
Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils were as deep as a pool in an instant, and he walked to the side of the bathing pool like the wind, stretched his arms into the water, and gently hugged her waist.
The surface of the water fluctuated slightly, Murong Xue was startled, and suddenly opened her eyes, looking at Ouyang Shaochen's handsome face, she frowned puzzledly: "Why did you come in?"
"You have been bathing for an hour, and there is no movement. I am afraid that something will happen to you, so I come in and take a look." Ouyang Shaochen casually glanced at her, his eyes full of contempt: You can even fall asleep while bathing in the bathtub...
Murong Xue moved her body, only to realize that the water in the bath was slightly cold, and she had indeed slept for a long time.
"Bring me the cotton towel." Ouyang Shaochen was standing by the bath, she couldn't stand up naked to get the cotton towel, so she had to ask him for help.
Ouyang Shaochen reached out and tore off the cotton kerchief on the small table, instead of handing it to Murong Xue, he lifted her waist, and wrapped her body with the big cotton kerchief the moment her slender body emerged from the water.
The two trembling clusters of snow loomed under the thin cotton kerchief, like red plums quietly blooming in the iceberg thousands of miles away, graceful and graceful.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered unnaturally, and he carried her out of the screen: where she should be convex, there is still a little room for development.
The inner room is quiet, and the pale golden sunlight shines into the room through the lattice windows, pouring warmth into the room.
Ouyang Shaochen gently placed Murong Xue on the brocade mattress, her waterfall-like hair instantly scattered over half of the bed, her fair and delicate skin exuded a moist luster, and her cold eyes shone with confusion , the exposed slender neck and delicate collarbone, all seem to have a fatal attraction, charming people's hearts.
Ouyang Shaochen's deep eyes were filled with black mist, he turned around and walked to the sandalwood table, poured a cup of tea and drank it, the gleam in his eyes slightly dissipated...
Murong Xue held the cotton handkerchief in her hand, sat up slowly, stared at him and said: "Your Highness Ouyang, wait until you drink tea, help me find my clothes first!"
Her original clothes were stained with mud and had a strong smell of mud, so she couldn't wear them anymore. She couldn't keep wrapping herself in this big cotton handkerchief.
"I have asked my servants to go to Yixiang Pavilion to help you buy clothes. I don't have women's clothes in my room yet. You can wear mine first." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, walked to the cabinet, and took out a set of white clothes. Underwear, and threw it into Murong Xue's arms.
The inner garment was soft and slippery, very comfortable to the touch, and had a faint scent of black bamboo unique to Ouyang Shaochen.
Murong Xue nodded in satisfaction, looked at Ouyang Shaochen standing in front of the bed, and frowned tightly: "Senior Ouyang, I have to change clothes, please turn around, or move out of the door!"
Ouyang Shaochen's gaze sank, he turned around, facing Murong Xue with his back!
Looking at his slender figure, Murong Xue slightly raised her eyebrows, turned around so easily, and didn't argue with her again that "this is his room", which is really rare, but Ouyang Shaochen has a dark heart, who knows that he Could it be that he was planning something, she'd better put another layer of protection, it's safer!
Murong Xue thought while smiling, grabbed the thin quilt beside her and covered her body, quietly tore off the cotton handkerchief on her body under the thin quilt, and put on a silk undershirt.
The underwear was worn on her body, she was so fat and big that it almost reached her knees, so she didn't need to wear other clothes at all!
Murong Xue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen, and said with a smile: "Thank you, Mr. Ouyang, for lending me the clothes. I don't need these white trousers anymore. Please put them away, Mr. Ouyang."
Ouyang Shaochen turned around and saw Murong Xue sitting on the bed wearing a white underwear, revealing two tender white legs, slender and straight like bamboo tubes, exuding pearl-like luster under the pale golden sunlight.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flickered unnaturally, and he walked forward slowly, grabbing the thin quilt covering her long white and tender legs: "Be careful of catching a cold!"
Murong Xue didn't take it seriously: It's summer now, how can I catch a cold! However, why is her head a little groggy, and her eyes are getting more and more tired, she has just woken up: "My lord, did you put ice in your room?"
"Just now, after you came in, I ordered someone to remove the ice, what? Are you uncomfortable?" Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, looking up at her.
"It's not uncomfortable, it's just that I feel a little cold!" Murong Xue said in a low voice, Qing Ling's voice was a little weak.
"Cold?" Ouyang Shaochen stared carefully at Murong Xue, and saw her sitting on the bed with her arms folded, her slender body trembling slightly, and her bright little face was not stained with two unnatural blushes.
Ouyang Shaochen narrowed his eyes slightly, white jade palm lightly caressed Murongxue's forehead, abnormal high temperature came from his palm, he frowned tightly: she is suffering from a cold, and it is summer now, she is fine, how could she be infected? wind chill
"Cough, cough, cough!" Murong Xue coughed heavily, Qing Ling's voice was slightly hoarse, her moist lips were slightly dry, a strand of black hair fell down gently, blocking her sight, she stretched her hand behind her ear, The sleeves slipped down to the arms along the delicate skin, revealing a long wound...
Looking at the abnormal color of the wound, Ouyang Shaochen narrowed his deep eyes suddenly: "Is your wound soaked?"
"En!" Murong Xue nodded. When she jumped into the pond to avoid the guards' search, she had to hide her whole body in the water, and the wound on her left arm was naturally wet.
"The wound is soaked in water and it's getting worse. That's why you have a high fever." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, took out a small porcelain bottle, carefully sprinkled the medicine on her wound, bandaged it carefully, and told her softly: " This sword wound is very deep, before the wound is healed, don't get wet again, otherwise, if the wound worsens, you will still have a high fever..."
"I know!" Murong Xue nodded feebly: This time, she accidentally fell into Ye Yichen's tricks to get the wound wet, and she will never be so careless next time.
Bai Yu held the white muslin with her fingers, and tied it skillfully. After the wound was bandaged, Ouyang Shaochen looked at Murong Xue lightly and said: "Your high fever must be taken medicine to subside. I will order someone to boil medicine for you."
"No, I don't drink bitter concoctions." Murong Xue hastily refused: ancient concoctions are really too bitter, after drinking it once, I absolutely don't want to drink it a second time.
Ouyang Shaochen frowned lightly: "You are extremely cold, and your forehead is like a fire. If you don't drink the medicine, you will be burnt out in a few hours!"
"But I really don't want to drink such a bitter medicinal juice." Murong Xue frowned tightly, and seeing Ouyang Shaochen's bitter little face curl up into a barely visible smile: "Don't drink medicine, take it." Pills are fine too."