Quick Travel: When a delicate beauty becomes cannon fodder

Ruan Ruan only thought that he was comforting her with his superficial words. Knowing that he would not tell her any news, she stopped asking.

But he suddenly said, "Although the injury on the hand is not bleeding, it cannot be ignored."

His eyes fell on the red and swollen circle on her wrist. It seemed that she had noticed it for a long time, but she couldn't help but remind her, frowning slightly.

Song Muchi took out a jar of ointment from the brocade bag tied around her waist and handed it to her, with her palm facing up. She took it from him and placed it next to the table, "Aren't you going to apply some ointment?"

The bench on the side was pulled open, and he sat over and opened the jar of ointment. "If your hands are not convenient, let me help."

I dug some ointment into my fingertips and was about to help her apply the medicine.

To be honest, she really didn't dare to use it. She avoided his hand and refused, "I can do it myself..."

The cold ointment has been rubbed on her wrist, and the burning sensation on her skin has subsided. The warm fingertips gently rub the ointment away, and her hand is grasped and fixed.

After applying the medicine, he took back his hand. There was the smell of herbal medicine in his breath. The redness and swelling had not gone away, but there was only a comfortable coolness in the wrist bone. The effect was a bit obvious, so she could only thank her.

Even the ghost-repelling charms couldn't stop him, and there were no signs of any injuries.

Ruan Ruan stood up to say goodbye, and he stood up too, "It's already very late. I'll take you back to your room."

"Do not bother."

She told the truth, "Actually, I sneaked out. It would be easy for them to find me if you sent me there."

"There are no curfew rules in the mansion. Even if the servants see it, it won't matter." He took off the token from his waist. "If you are worried, just take my token. You don't have to worry about it next time you go out."

The token was engraved with the word "hour". Of course she would not refuse and took the token from his hand, "Can I hang it on my body?"

In the end, Song Muchi sent her back to the courtyard and walked her to the door of the room. She had planned to sneak in through the window after she was separated from him, but now she could only enter through the door.

When he came back, he found that the two maids guarding the door were no longer there. Ruan Ruan said goodbye to him, but he still didn't leave and watched her enter the room.

She opened the door, and after a slight creak, she walked in and found two figures hidden in the darkness beside the bed. They turned their heads and stared at her silently. Only after she saw them did she say, "Madam, you are back."

The voices overlapped and the tone was stiff. The front of his body was still facing her bed, but his head turned back to look at her.

The scene is weird.

It looked like he had been waiting for her in front of the bed for a long time, "Madam, where have you been?"

Ruan Ruan watched them take a few steps back. After a few steps, they still stopped at the original position. She took another step back, suddenly turned around and ran wildly outside. She tripped over the threshold in panic and fell down.

He was caught in a blank space and slammed into that person's arms. His head felt dizzy for a moment. There was a soft voice of questioning in his ears. Ruan Ruan hugged his body tightly and buried his face in his. On the chest, I felt someone patting me gently on my back.

Holding him tighter, "Sister-in-law?"

Ruan Ruan tried her best to calm down, but her heart was still beating nervously. She slightly withdrew from his arms and met his questioning gaze, still speaking incoherently, "They...I..."

Still holding on to the fabric around his waist, the voice of the maid came from behind, "It was the slaves who scared the madam. Please forgive me."

Ruan Ruan leaned in his direction again, then turned around and looked back.