"Really!" Murong Xue's eyes froze, her plain white hands quickly reached into Ouyang Shaochen's sleeves, and took out a few small porcelain bottles...
The name of the pill was written on the porcelain bottle, Murong Xue found Tianshan Yuxue pill, poured out one, stuffed it into Ouyang Shaochen's mouth, crushed another one, and sprinkled it lightly on his wound.
The black and purple color on Ouyang Shaochen's lips gradually receded, and the blood from the wound gradually turned bright red. He coughed lightly, and slowly opened his eyes...
"My lord, you're awake!" Murong Xue looked at Ouyang Shaochen, with a little bit of joy and worry in her dark eyes.
Ouyang Shaochen tried his best to bend the corners of his mouth, and raised a shallow smile: "Don't worry, I'm fine...cough cough cough..." He coughed violently, bright red blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, spilled on the snow-colored robe, smudged Get some red plums.
"My lord, you are seriously injured, stop talking, Xun Feng, Wuhen..." Murong Xue called out urgently, her little hand was suddenly grabbed tightly, she looked at Ouyang Shaochen puzzledly, only to see him looking She said in a low voice: "You just need to help me, there is no need to call someone else!"
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "But you are seriously injured, if I help you, you have to walk by yourself, and the wound will be pulled..."
"No defense, just go slower..." Ouyang Shaochen didn't take it seriously, his obsidian pupils were as deep as a pool of deep pools, seeing Murong Xue's words of persuasion turn around and change the content: "Okay, I help you..."
Murong Xue supported Ouyang Shaochen, turned around slowly, saw the emperor not far away, and was slightly taken aback: "Your Majesty!" Almost forgot that the emperor was here too.
"Healing is the most important thing, you guys go back to the backyard first." The emperor said lightly, there was a glint of light in his sharp eyes.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, Shaochen will leave." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, and with Murong Xue's support, he walked forward slowly.
Looking at the backs of the two cuddling each other and gradually walking away, everyone had different expressions.
Ye Yichen's eyes were deep, and the hands under his sleeves were tightly clenched: what Ouyang Shaochen can do for her, he can also do for her, but his movements are a step slower...
Ouyang Shaochen was slender and heavy, most of his body weight was on Murong Xue's body, Murong Xue was very struggling, she supported Ouyang Shaochen, and moved back to Qinghui Courtyard step by step.
Gently helping Ouyang Shaochen to sit on the bed, Murong Xue carefully unbuttoned his clothes, only to see a deep wound on his white and thin chest, and the dark red blood seeped out little by little. When it came out, most of its chest was stained red.
Murong Xue couldn't help but gasped, she was outside just now, she didn't look closely, she didn't expect to be injured so badly, luckily no vitals were hurt!
Murong Xue took cotton gauze, carefully cleaned the wound, took Jinchuang medicine, carefully applied it on him, and carefully bandaged the wound...
Ouyang Shaochen lost a lot of blood, his complexion was slightly pale, a faint smile flashed in his obsidian pupils, watching Murong Xue busy for him.
Murong Xue was concentrating on bandaging the wound, but she could still feel his burning eyes on her, and angrily tied a bowknot on his wound with force, and heard Ouyang Shaochen's muffled groan with satisfaction.
"Xue'er, I saved your injury." Ouyang Shaochen said in a low voice, his warm breath spraying on the side of Murong Xue's face.
Murong Xue's eyes flickered unnaturally, and she said proudly: "I know, so, I let you concentrate on healing your wounds, don't look around." Su Bai's little hand pulled the bow tightly, Ouyang Shaochen let out another muffled sound Hmph, her lips turned slightly white.
Murong Xue frowned slightly: "You are seriously injured, I'd better go to a famous imperial doctor and ask him to diagnose your pulse and take a look at your injuries..."
Seeing Murong Xue turn around to leave, Ouyang Shaochen hastily stretched out his hand to hold her: "There is no need to find a doctor, it's just a minor injury, just apply the medicine for a few days and it will be fine."
Murong Xue's bright little face was slightly gloomy, she looked at his seriously injured chest and said: "The chest is pierced, it's still called a minor injury!"
"It's really a minor injury, don't worry, cough cough cough..." Ouyang Shaochen coughed violently, blood stains spilled from the corners of his mouth.
"Okay, okay, it's a small injury. I won't argue with you anymore. You should lie down and rest." Murong Xue said hurriedly, gently helped Ouyang Shaochen to lie on the bed, pulled the brocade quilt beside him, and covered it on him.
Looking at her worried eyes, Ouyang Shaochen smiled softly: "I'm fine, don't worry..."
"Then you have a good rest, and we'll talk again when you wake up." Murong Xue held Ouyang Shaochen's hand tightly, with a little sincerity shining in her dark eyes.
"Okay!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded, looked at Murong Xue, and slowly closed his eyes, breathing gradually evenly.
Murong Xue sat on the side of the bed, staring at Ouyang Shaochen, saw that his sleeping face was as white as the moon, his long eyelashes cast two thick shadows on his eyelids, he was sleeping soundly, less the usual indifference and indifference, and more Very quiet and wise, his handsome face was slightly pale, but perfect without a trace of blemish.
Murong Xue stretched out her hand slowly, and gently pinched Ouyang Shaochen's cheek. The smooth and delicate touch made her sigh in her heart: They didn't know each other for a long time, but he helped her and saved her many times. In two lifetimes, he was the first person to treat her so well...
The toe touched a soft object, Murong Xue lowered her head and saw Ouyang Shaochen's blood-stained robe, the robe was torn and could no longer be worn, but this was Ouyang Shaochen's clothes, when he woke up, Let's deal with it.
Murong Xue reached out to pick up the outer robe, and was about to put it aside, only to hear a 'clang', and a hairpin fell out of the clothes.
Murong Xue stretched out her hand to pick it up, and saw that it was a crystal clear white jade hairpin. The lifelike rose flowers carved on the hairpin made her stare: Isn't this her white jade hairpin? That day, after going back to the grave for Murong Yue and his wife, she couldn't find it. She thought it was accidentally dropped while fighting with Ye Yichen, but unexpectedly, Ouyang Shaochen picked it up and carried it with her every day.
In Murong Xue's heart, something was touched, and the cold pupils were stained with a faint mist.
When Ouyang Shaochen opened his eyes, the bright sunlight filled most of the room, it was warm and warm, and the faint fragrance of fire lotus lingered around the tip of his nose. He looked down and saw Murong Xue lying on the bedside, sleeping is ripe.
There was a slight blush on her bright little face, and her long eyelashes were like butterfly wings, casting two thick shadows on her eyelids. Her peaceful sleeping face was unbearable to be insulted.
A faint smile appeared in Ouyang Shaochen's obsidian-like pupils, and his slender jade-like hands lightly touched her delicate porcelain face, caressing her delicately...