Remnant King's Ghost Concubine

Chapter 47 Treatment
Nangong Wuji's eyes were slightly sad, she didn't need his trust?Why?Was she still afraid that he would punish her?Because of the waning moon, it seemed to be a warning in her heart that she couldn't pass.Warning of his cruelty and cruelty, warning of his ruthlessness and bloodthirsty, warning of his heart of stone.

"This king still chooses to believe in you. If, one day, you betray this king, this king will still choose to believe!" Nangong Wuji said while holding her hand, without a trace of plunder, just holding her hand with pity. He held her hand and put it gently on his lips. It was just a shallow kiss without a trace of profanity. He raised his head, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, sincere and friendly.

Shi Youmeng frowned, looking into his eyes, she couldn't find why he believed, what was the purpose of choosing to believe, her little hand trembled slightly, and immediately pulled it back, but felt that the kiss was still on the back of her hand On the skin, the warm touch, like a brand, left a mark there.Shi Youmeng walked behind him and pushed him to the side of the bed, one curtain after another, imbuing this vast bedroom with an inexplicable charm.There were only the two of them in the room, but it felt full.

Even if there were many people dressing him here before, he had never felt this way before, that empty heart was like this bedroom.Status, power, wealth, appearance.Talented, martial arts, and resourceful, the proud son of heaven, is nothing more than a decoration, just like this room full of emeralds, rare treasures, and rare objects. What this room lacks is a hostess, just like his Heart, but one person, one heart.

"Meng'er, your Yugong Yishan has witnessed the possibility of what you said. This king chooses to believe, not because Yugong Yishan can become a reality. It's because that person is you, and you are worthy of my king's trust!" Nangong Wuji said for the first time. Called Shi Youmeng 'Meng'er', it was the first time to confide his heart, the first time to say such a long heart, for him, this is such a strange, unfamiliar, but joyful feeling.

'Meng'er? 'What a lovely title.There was a layer of ripples in Shi Youmeng's bright eyes, as if the waves were flickering, the eyes were instantly gentler, and silence was her silent answer.

Wan Yue had already put the medicine bucket aside, Shi Youmeng poured the medicine into the basin, pointed to the bed, and said calmly: "Go and sit there."

"You help me." Nangong Wuji actually reached out to her.

This simple action made Shi Youmeng stunned for a moment, and said quietly: "Don't you have lightness kung fu?"

"I hurt the root with the Soul Devouring Orb today, and I can't raise my internal strength." Nangong Wuji said calmly, his hand still stretched out in the air.

Shi Youmeng stared at him suspiciously for a long while, then stretched out her hand to put his hand on his shoulder, just as she raised her head, she almost kissed his lips, her breath intertwined, so close, Shi Youmeng's heart missed another beat.She gently turned her face aside, the embarrassment on her face had already fallen into his eyes.

Nangong Wuji pressed his whole body on Shi Youmeng seemingly intentionally but confidently, and Shi Youmeng struggled to help him onto the bed. Just as he was about to reach the bed, the corners of Nangong Wuji's mouth seemed to twitch , the smile in his eyes deepened, the weight of his body suddenly seemed to weigh a thousand catties, how could she hold it without internal strength? There was a sound of 'bang', and both of them fell on the bed.

"Hmm...you..." Shi Youmeng was shocked, his lips just blocked her, and he took advantage of her again, she pushed him aside, gasped for breath, and was about to accuse him.

"You have great strength, why couldn't you support me just now? Or do you have other plans?" Nangong Wuji sat up and said calmly.

All Shi Youmeng's questions that she wanted to question stopped immediately, she had great strength, she pushed him away without any effort just now, but just now she lost her focus, her anger gradually turned into doubt, and she said lightly: "Forget it, I won't be with you Care about it. Take a foot bath first!"

Shi Youmeng stood up.But he didn't see the crescent-shaped smile on the corner of Nangong Wuji's mouth behind him. It was neither thick nor light, but it was all the joy in his heart. He was the villain who complained first and looked at Shi Youmeng so calmly. It was he who said that he He couldn't lift his inner strength, and it was also the weight he used. He took advantage of it and acted like a good boy, but he was able to look calm, as if it hadn't happened, and secretly savored her taste in his heart.The slender fingers pressed the lips lightly, it seemed that the kiss was still warm.Let go of his arrogance in exchange for a kiss, he doesn't know if it's worth it or not, but it's only this one time.

Shi Youmeng thought it was just an accident just now, and she didn't want to think about it, but she still hurried to get a little chill in her heart, and she was even more unwilling to explore it.

"What are you doing?" Nangong Wuji watched as she put his legs into the medicine basin and kept rubbing his legs.If it weren't for her regularity, he would have thought her a pervert, she couldn't let go of his soles, he gave her the whole body, but she ran away, but rubbed his legs, could it be that she has a foot fetish?

Shi Youmeng raised his head, stared at him, and said coldly: "This is physical therapy, it will help you activate your blood."

Nangong Wuji just smiled wryly, let her do it, his legs had already lost feeling.

Shi Youmeng muttered to himself: "It's really a disaster for thousands of years, evildoers are evildoers, what's the matter with the skin on the legs and feet so easy?"

Nangong Wuji stared at her with a chuckle, his eyes shone with a soft light, enveloping her.

"Can you still feel it?" Shi Youmeng poked his most sensitive sole directly, Nangong Wuji just shook his head, the darkness in his eyes, no one could see through.

"That's okay, it's just a paralysis of the nerves, and it will gradually get better." Shi Youmeng's technique was very strange, and continued, "It's not muscle necrosis. Fortunately, the muscles in your legs didn't atrophy. This is a good imagination. If everything is successful, according to the normal speed, it will be better in about three months."

Nangong Wuji just remained silent.

"Believe me, I have a comrade-in-arms who was shot in her central nervous system. Although her life was saved, her lower body was paralyzed. I also cured her. Her willpower is very strong. It's a miracle. I can stand up this year and be alive and kicking for eight months." Shi Youmeng said seriously.

Nangong Wuji listened to her say some strange things, but he didn't want to pursue it. After all, he believed in the story of the return of the soul, that must be the place where her soul lived.

After half an hour passed, Shi Youmeng's hands were a little sore, he put his legs back on the bed, took out a row of silver needles, and applied them one by one, each needle was very serious.

"You rest first, it will take nearly an hour for me to perform the acupuncture." Shi Youmeng smiled softly for the first time, and this smile warmed his dark eye sockets.

Nangong Wuji stretched out his hand to gently hold her hand, rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb, feeling pity and anger, as the temperature of the big hand was conveyed to her heart, he said softly, "My king will accompany you!"

"Okay." Shi Youmeng unconsciously agreed with another good word.

(End of this chapter)