Applying medicine and bandaging are two steps for a doctor. Long Jiu kept repeating these two steps. This thin woman kept getting injured. When Long Jiu checked Feng Xi'er's body, he discovered that there were large and small marks on her other arm, calf, and shoulder. No need to think about it, Long Jiu knew that it was Shen Biyu's three children who did it.
A strong murderous aura crawled up from the bottom of his heart. Long Jiu narrowed his eyes and gritted his teeth and clenched his fists angrily. Feng Zhuoer must not let him go.
After many hardships and melancholy, Feng Xi'er had that strange dream again while she was sleeping. Ah Jiu looked at her coldly in the fire. No matter how she screamed hysterically, she was indifferent.
After dreaming back at midnight, the dimly lit place turned into a raging fire. Feng Xier shook her head in pain and muttered to herself: "Don't... don't... don't... ah" Every time she screamed, she became more painful, and finally woke up with a scream. .
Long Jiu took out the white dust cloth and gently wiped the cold sweat on Feng Xi'er's forehead, and asked, "Have you had another nightmare?"
Feng Xi'er's throat was hoarse and she didn't have the strength to speak. She just said with difficulty: "Water..."
Long Jiu poured the tea and recalled the kiss just now. He couldn't help but feel satisfied in his heart and had endless memories. He picked up the tea and handed it to Feng Xi'er.
Feng Xi'er raised her head and drank it all in one gulp, then handed the empty cup to Long Jiu, "I want more."
At this time, Little Potato knocked on the door and brought in ginger soup. Two servants came in with hot water.
"Just leave it here. You can go out," Long Jiu said.
Looking at Xiaotuo's puzzled eyes, Long Jiu explained: "Your lady has caught a cold, and I want to keep her away from the cold."
So, she thought that the Ninth Prince was going to give the young lady a bath, which frightened her. Little Tudou smiled and scratched her neck. When she saw her young lady waking up, she finally let go of her worries and left with the two servants.
To ward off the cold? Can a bucket of water keep the cold away? Does Long Jiu want to give her a bath? Xiaodou didn't think wrongly, but Feng Xi'er did. Facing Feng Xi'er's frightened look, Long Jiu smiled fondly, stretched out his finger to poke Feng Xi'er's head naturally, and joked: "What are you thinking about?"
Feng Xi'er flashed her long eyelashes and was startled by Long Jiu like this. There was a vague doubt in her heart. Why did Long Jiu, who was as cold as ice and paralyzed, treat her like this? He became indifferent and ignored her. How to explain his doting on her now
Long Jiu noticed Feng Xi'er's doubts, coughed lightly, took out a small bag of anthers from the medicine box, poured it into the bathtub, lifted up his sleeves and stirred the anthers with his hands, then withdrew his hand again, put down his sleeves gracefully, and poured the anthers into the tub. He put it on a stool and said to Feng Xi'er: "Put your head in front of you, and I will cover you with a sheet to force out the cold air from your body, and you can drive away the cold."
I see.
Feng Xi'er didn't expect that there was such a way to ward off the cold in ancient times. Or was Long Jiu too smart? I thought of it, after all, he is a miracle doctor!
Finished the ginger soup. My body feels a little warm. This time is the best time to ward off the cold.
Feng Xi'er obeyed and did as he was told. He sat on the bed, bent over and lowered his head. Long Jiu took out the quilt and covered Feng Xi'er's head and front body. The quilt covered her head and she fell into darkness in an instant. Suddenly, the quilt was lifted, and Long Jiu Jiu Zuan came in, Feng Xi'er suddenly raised her head and met Long Jiu's dark eyes sitting opposite, and her heart trembled. Such eyes looked very much like Hong Jiu's.
In the darkness, Feng Xi'er only saw Long Jiu's dark eyes with infinite affection. The two looked at each other, and the world seemed to have stopped. Feng Xi'er heard each other's heartbeats and plopped...
"Does the Ninth Prince also need to ward off the cold?" Feng Xi'er broke the terrible silence. He turned his face sideways and looked away from Long Jiu. Those black eyes were too dangerous, like a deep pool, and he would fall into it after just one look.
"Well, I also have a cold constitution." Long Jiu said, still looking at Feng Xi'er with tender eyes. Will she feel his heart
Slowly, beads of sweat began to trickle down her forehead. Feng Xi'er felt hot, her whole face began to sweat, and her neck became sticky. She had just finished drinking the ginger soup, which was sweet and her throat was still a little burning. , Feng Xi'er couldn't help but lick her lips and swallow her Adam's apple. It was too hot and she wanted to drink water.
This scene made Long Jiu's Adam's apple tighten and his body heat up. This annoying little thing knew that this was a fatal temptation for him. If it weren't for his good concentration, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to bear it...
After all, the woman he loved was in front of him, and she was so sweet. He, Long Jiu, was a hard-blooded real man. Although he had no time to think about romantic affairs, he was still a normal man, and his reaction was not considered obscene.
"Calm down and ask about the fragrance of the flowers and herbs. It will be fine after you sweat profusely," Long Jiu said in a soothing voice.
Feng Xi'er nodded, closed her eyes to stabilize her mind, and after calming down, she could smell the faint scent of medicine. The fragrance floated into the tip of her nose. It was refreshing and comfortable, and the taste was very unique. It was an indescribable feeling.
Feng Xi'er smiled happily, looked at Long Jiu opposite, and asked, "Why is Master Jiu so cold?" She seemed to be vaguely expecting some kind of answer, but she didn't want it to be that answer.
"I have experienced fires and jumped into an icy lake in the middle of winter. The more times I did it, the colder air got into my body." Long Jiu didn't hide it, he just changed his words.
Feng Xi'er was excited, but she pretended to be calm and asked, "Can I touch your hand?"
Long Jiu smiled and couldn't help but tease Feng Xi'er: "Miss, are you trying to seduce me?"
"Ahem... No, I just want to give it a try. The Ninth Prince is too similar to a person I know. You two have too many similarities. I... I" Feng Xi'er was already incoherent and didn't care about anything. Grabbing Long Jiu's hand and touching the familiar and identical coldness, Feng Xi'er was shocked in her heart. Even the temperature was the same. Why didn't she doubt it
Suddenly meeting Long Jiu's eyes, Feng Xi'er did not let go, but held Long Jiu's hand tightly. Although both of them had cold constitutions, compared to Long Jiu's cold hands, Feng Xi'er's was much better. It's just that my body is afraid of the cold, but my hands are still warm.
Feng Xi'er's eyes were eager, expectant, longing, eager, and dejected. They were ever-changing in an instant, her mood fluctuated greatly, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.
"Ninth Prince, can you take off your mask and let me see?" Feng Xi'er's eyes were full of longing, and her tone was full of pleading. She put down all dignity and only wanted to seek the truth. Solve the doubts in your mind.
Long Jiu's eyelashes were stained with sweat, and his eyes were blurred. Feng Xi'er's plea made him feel weak in his heart. He even wanted to tell her the truth and difficulties at all costs, and then take her far away, passing by green water and other people's homes. couple of gods.
One is struggling with contradictions, and the other is anxious and full of expectations. Can he and her break through the distance between this mask