"This..." Murong Xue frowned tightly. The dressing mirror can clearly see the wound, but it may not be able to see the mud in the wound. If she really wants to clean the wound on her back, she may not be able to clean it...
"Chi!" There was a crisp sound, and it was Ouyang Shaochen who grabbed her skirt and tore off a large piece of her long skirt.
Murong Xue's bright face darkened instantly: "Ouyang Shaochen, what are you doing?"
"You are seriously injured, you must stop the bleeding as soon as possible, and there is no need to delay any longer." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, grabbed her white underwear, and tore it in half with a 'chi', revealing the white fur inside The trousers, the crimson bellyband, and the arms as white as jade were also exposed to the cold air, making them shudder a little...
Murong Xue's face was gloomy, and she glared at Ouyang Shaochen viciously: "It's just a few buttons, and it can be done in an instant, so why waste any time?" Ouyang Shaochen deliberately tore her clothes...
Looking at her angry and beautiful eyes, Ouyang Shaochen curled up a barely visible smile, tore off all the broken long skirt and inner garment on her body, threw them aside, grabbed her arm, He pressed her face down on the bed.
The naked beauty was exposed. On the delicate porcelain skin, there were five or six deep and shallow wounds, which kept spilling out blood. There were thin cyan stone flakes sandwiched between the two wounds. , reflecting the snow-white skin, it is particularly eye-catching...
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes were covered with haze, he stretched out his hand to pinch the stone flake in the wound, and pulled it out, his movements were as fast as a gust of wind.
Murong Xue still gasped in pain: "Ouyang Shaochen, take it easy..."
"You know it hurts too." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, and pulled out another piece of stone. Blood overflowed from the wound. Murong Xue's painful body trembled, and he said angrily, "It's hard to get something stuck into the flesh, of course." It hurts."
"You know it hurts, but you still use gunpowder to blow yourself up." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her, took a clean cotton napkin, wiped off the blood, took out a small medicine bottle, poured out the ointment, and carefully applied it to her wound superior.
A bit of coolness spread from the back, the sharp pain gradually subsided, Murong Xue exhaled a long breath, resting her head on her folded arms, and secretly slandered: She didn't want to blow herself up, but she didn't expect the gunpowder to blow up. In the closed secret passage, it can display such a great power...
The warm fingertips touched Murong Xue's neck, and the crimson apron strap gently fell to the side of the pillow.
Surprised, Murong Xue looked up at Ouyang Shaochen: "Ouyang Shaochen, what are you doing?"
She was injured on the back, and the two thin straps on the apron did not cover the wound at all, no need to untie the straps whether it was cleaning the wound or applying medicine.
Looking at her guarded gaze, Ouyang Shaochen said lightly: "The medicine for the wound has been wiped off, the wound needs to be bandaged!" The bellyband cannot be wrapped in the white gauze that bandages the wound, it will naturally come off...
It turned out that she wanted to go wrong!
There were two unnatural rouge colors on Murong Xue's face, she reached out and grabbed the white gauze: "That... I'll just bandage it myself..."
Ouyang Shaochen avoided her outstretched hand, took the white gauze and covered her back, gently wrapped it around, round and round, her exquisite body was covered with white muslin, and her chest was also wrapped. I went in, but the **** doesn't seem to be particularly tight...
Slender hands fell from Murong Xue's eyes, pinched the belt of her bellyband, helped her fasten it, took a clean silk nightgown and put it on her body.
Murong Xue blinked, stretched out her arms, put on her nightgown, and sat up while tying the belt of the nightgown.
Ouyang Shaochen pulled the brocade quilt next to her, covered her body, and said lightly: "Recently, you have been living here to recover from your injuries. Leave the matter of the emperor and queen of Xiliang to me."
"Okay!" Murong Xue nodded: She killed hundreds of imperial guards in the secret passage, and the empress was afraid, so even if she wanted to deal with her, she would be more careful, careful and careful, after careful consideration, Only then can she make a move, she can be a little quieter, but: "My lord, do you have "National History"?"
"Why do you want to read this book?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at her in confusion.
Murong Xue smiled slightly: "I heard that this book records the customs and customs of Qingyan, Southern Xinjiang, Xiliang, Turkic and other countries, as well as the people in various places are good at..."
"Yes!" Ouyang Shaochen nodded slightly.
"I want to see where people are good at spells." Murong Xue paused every word.
Ouyang Shaochen's eyes froze: "Spell?"
"En!" Murong Xue nodded heavily: "The dragon and phoenix that appeared in the sky just now were created by magic. The phoenix was made by the empress, and the dragon was made by me..."
A strange light flashed in Ouyang Shaochen's eyes. He had already seen that the dragons and phoenixes in the sky were caused by spells, but he didn't expect that there was a part of her credit for it: "You are smart."
Murong Xue smiled unnaturally: "It's just a coincidence!" If the woman in purple hadn't read the spell, she wouldn't have been able to make the golden dragon...
"Nanzhao people are best at spells." Ouyang Shaochen said suddenly.
Murong Xue's eyes narrowed slightly: "Nanzhao!"
Ouyang Shaochen hummed lightly: "There is a shrine in Nanzhao Kingdom, and there is a great priest living in the shrine, whose magic skills are extremely high. His status in Nanzhao is second only to the emperor of Nanzhao, and many emperors can't solve it. Everything will be resolved by him..."
Murong Xuexue narrowed her eyes slightly: "So powerful, is he a man or a woman?"
"Of course it's a man!" Ouyang Shaochen said softly.
"The person who cast the spell is a woman!" Murong Xue's eyes were dark: The woman in purple is not the great priest of Nanzhao.
"In addition to the high priest, there are attendants and maids in the shrine. They all know some magic skills. The woman you mentioned can make the queen invulnerable to all poisons, and can use magic to generate phoenixes. There should be someone with a certain status in the shrine." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, his eyes flashing darkly.
Murong Xue nodded understandingly: "Your Majesty, have you been to Nanzhao?"
Ouyang Shaochen nodded lightly: "I have been there, I have also entered the shrine, and played a game of chess with the high priest."
Murong Xue's eyes lit up: "Then is there any woman with better skills beside him?"
Ouyang Shaochen shook his head: "I didn't pay attention!"
Murong Xue: "..."
Well, in the shrine, only the great priest caught Ouyang Shaochen's eyes, attendants, maids and so on, he didn't care at all...
"This is the annals of various countries. It records some things about the shrines of Nanzhao Kingdom. You can take a look." Ouyang Shaochen took a book and put it into Murong Xue's hands.
"Thank you!" Murong Xue's eyes lit up, she hurriedly opened the book, and found the page describing Nanzhao Kingdom Shrine...