Silly Girl Allure

Chapter 186 It's so nice to have you
Qiao Yunxi's eyes were only on Bu Jinghan's body, she said softly: "Just prepare hot water and a set of clean clothes in the clean room, and don't need the rest, my princess will take care of the prince."

"...Yes." Seeing her expression, the leader of the dark guard didn't dare to say any more, but just bowed his head and followed the request.

Qiao Yunxi only took a quick shower in the clean room, washed off the dust on her body, wrung out her black hair, changed into clean clothes, and returned to Bu Jinghan's side.

Take care of him, she has to do it herself.

She carefully jumped over him and came to the bed. The bed was so big that two more of her could lie on it.She sat on the bed and looked at Bu Jinghan lying there, still in a deep sleep, but her breathing was much heavier than before.

Qiao Yunxi's eyes blinked, and she almost shed tears again.

The candles in the room were flickering, and everything was enveloped in this warm candlelight. Qiao Yunxi couldn't help but think of the time when she first woke up and found that she had traveled to this different space.

At that time, I was seriously injured, and I was framed by others for being unruly and having an affair with others. The shock, confusion, and pain at that time were all intertwined, and it was at that time that Bu Jinghan appeared, with a cold face, although It's pretty, but like a person carved from stone, there is nothing angry except for being cold.

At that time, I was really stubborn...

Qiao Yunxi looked at Bu Jinghan's sleeping face, his slightly frowned eyebrows, his tightly closed eyes, thick eyelashes, straight nose bridge, pale lips...

His lips were always bright red before, and I used to wonder countless times in my heart, how could a man have such red lips?

The stars outside the window were flickering, it was almost dawn, and it was the darkest time.

Zhao Mansion in the east of the city was brightly lit, and the people in the courtyard seemed to have no habit of sleeping at night, with lanterns in one hand and a knife handle in the other, their eyes were brighter than the lamps.

The entire front yard of the Zhao Mansion was as bright as daylight, and even a mosquito would leave traces when it flew by. Zhao Zhijiang sat in the lobby, watching those people walking back and forth, and the lantern in his hand dazzled his eyes brightly. , some headaches.

The housekeeper beside him lowered his head, not daring to take a breath, his eyes were fixed on his own toes, and occasionally he secretly glanced at the people walking outside.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the courtyard, and the flickering lights suddenly stopped, and someone asked coldly, "Who is it?"

"Little man...Little man..." A young man's voice said in a low voice.

"What are you doing?" The cold voice was a little bit harsh, which made the young man tremble, "The villain is... to invite my master."

A moment of silence.

After a while, the cold voice said: "Go."

Zhao Zhijiang raised his eyes and saw a young servant trotting forward, his calves seemed to be shaking. He staggered into the room and saw Zhao Zhijiang as if he had seen a savior, "Master... madam... madam, poor man!" Huan sent a letter, saying that... I want you to go to the backyard."

Zhao Zhijiang frowned, at this time?This situation?He looked at the servant's pale face, and at those people shaking outside, he couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

In the end, he stood up and moved slowly. He almost sat up all night, and his body was already numb.

He walked out of the room slowly, and as soon as his toes touched the ground, several cold lights shot over, like cold arrows, suddenly thrown.

"Master Zhao, where are you going?" the cold voice asked.

"I...I want to go to the backyard to rest," Zhao Zhijiang said without confidence, although he felt that his request was reasonable.

"Oh..." The man's tone changed, and he seemed to have a short laugh, "I see," he paused, and then said, "But, if you want to rest, do you have to go to the backyard? Don't you have a bed?"

Zhao Zhijiang's breathing was stagnant, he pursed his lips, and clenched his fingers tightly, "Madam sent someone to send me a message, let me go and have a look."

"Oh?" There was a faint smile in the man's voice, but the smile did not reveal any good intentions, "I think Mrs. Zun must be as gentle as water and unparalleled in beauty, otherwise why would Master Zhao be so hard to let go?"

While he was speaking, he waved his hand lightly, and the people around him backed away and made a way out. They had different expressions and different smiles on their faces.

Zhao Zhijiang held up his robe and looked at the narrow road. The torches on both sides were beating, so bright and enthusiastic, but it only made him feel flustered. The courtyard door was open, and there was a dark mass outside the door. There is only a faint light and shadow faintly peeking out from the courtyard.

He took a deep breath, tried his best to suppress the trembling between his fingers, stabilized his legs, and walked towards the courtyard gate.

The smiles of those people met in the light and shadow, and the rising smoke enveloped them, like ferocious ghosts, which made people feel chills.

Zhao Zhijiang only felt that the road was so long, and he couldn't reach the door even though he was right in front of him. The housekeeper and the young servant followed closely behind him.

Finally, he stepped out of the courtyard door with one foot, and the cold voice behind him sounded again, "Master Zhao, you should know the seriousness of the matter, you are a smart person, you don't need me to teach you what to do, you...you can do it yourself." .”

Zhao Zhijiang's body froze slightly, then he nodded, turned and walked towards the backyard.

Just after leaving the courtyard, the breath in his heart was relieved, and he felt that the sweat on his body had already soaked through his shirt.

The moment he stepped out of the courtyard, on a tree not far away, a pair of eyes flickered like two stars, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Sure enough... not here.

Looking at the back of Zhao Zhijiang leaving in a hurry, the owner of those eyes thought for a moment, then jumped up and followed like a ghost in the dark night.

Qiao Yunxi was in a daze, feeling as if her fingertips were being scorched by heat, she immediately opened her eyes, Bu Jinghan's face was flushed, her black eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and her lips were dry and bursting.

Qiao Yunxi scolded herself for falling asleep in less than an hour. She knew that Bu Jinghan had a fever and his back was seriously injured. In this ancient time when disinfection and other things were backward, infection and deterioration were the most serious things.

She hurriedly got up, took the washbasin and a clean veil, went to the clean room and brought a bucket of clean cold water, soaked the veil, and used the most primitive method to cool down Bu Jinghan.

In addition to the veil on his forehead, his body and limbs were also wiped carefully one by one.

His skin is smooth and delicate. Because he is a martial artist, his muscles are firm and full, and his waist and legs are more slender and powerful. He really has a good figure. After wiping for him, changing the water for several pots, the heat on Bu Jinghan's body finally subsided slowly, and the flush on his face also gradually recovered a lot.

Qiao Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at his shirt that had been taken off, and then remembered that he blushed a little, but was afraid that he would have to take it off again after wearing it for a while, so he put on the thin quilt directly.

She tidied everything up and climbed back onto the bed. The sky was already lit up, the sun pierced through the clouds and reached the sky, and the early birds were already chirping. A beautiful day was about to begin.

Qiao Yunxi brushed the hair around his cheeks, and looked down to see that Bu Jinghan's hair was also loose. His hair was black and moist, like a loose brocade, it was really hard to put it down.

She picked up a strand, wrapped it around her fingertips, played with it gently, and lowered her head. Compared with her own hair, she couldn't tell whose hair quality was better. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this man... ...The details are even more delicate than that of a woman, but the indifferent appearance, and the cold eyes that make people dare not approach, cover up these beautiful details, and make people only remember his coldness like a murderous god look.

"Are you... thinking about getting married with me?" A faint voice came through Qiao Yunxi's eardrums with a faint smile and faint satisfaction.

She was overjoyed, let go of the hair in her hand, and looked into Shang Bu's frightened eyes, "Are you awake? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt..." Bu Jinghan pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, he grabbed her hand with his backhand, her hand was cold, like a piece of jade, "Thank you for your hard work..."

He said softly, with a hint of apology.

Qiao Yunxi was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was referring to taking care of him and wiping him. She shook her head and said in a low voice, "You'll be better soon, thank me."

"I... feel a little bit in a daze," Bu Jinghan squeezed her hand, "I heard the sound of water and felt your sigh, I dare not not wake up, I wanted to sleep more, so I urged you Woke up by myself."

Qiao Yunxi's nose was sour, and her eyes were clouded with water. She shook his hand back and bowed her head in silence.

"Why... are you crying again?" Bu Jinghan wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears, Qiao Yunxi hurriedly wiped it himself, shook his head, his throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't say a word.

"I'm fine, I know my body, it's just some trauma, and it will recover soon." Bu Jinghan comforted, "Don't worry, with you here, I'm reluctant to leave."

When Qiao Yunxi heard his words, he was both angry and happy, and said with a buzzing nose: "What nonsense?"

"Yunxi..." Bu Jinghan said, and gently closed his eyes, "I'm so happy...I'm also very tired, can you...let me sleep again?"

Qiao Yunxi nodded and said, "Okay, okay, you go to sleep, I will always watch over you."

"You sleep too..." Bu Jinghan opened his eyes again and said, Qiao Yunxi looked at his persistent eyes, could only nod, lay obediently beside him, took his hand, and said softly: "Okay, go to sleep .”

Originally, he just wanted to lie to him, and wait until he fell asleep to get up again, but he didn't want to, the rush and tiredness of the past few days all attacked at that moment, and Qiao Yunxi also fell into a deep sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, the sky had already brightened, and she immediately woke up, her hands touched her frightened forehead faster than her eyes, but fortunately, the fever did not recur.

When he withdrew his hand, he realized that Bu Jinghan had woken up, and was looking at her with a slight smile. The smile and warmth in his eyes were intertwined and surging, like green leaves and branches in the humid air in spring, sprouting little by little.

"Why didn't you wake me up?" Qiao Yunxi blushed, and said that she would take care of the wounded, but ended up waking up later than others.

"I see that you fell asleep very deeply, and you didn't sleep well last night. After being tired for many days, it's rare for you to have a good sleep. Besides... I have nothing to do." Bu Jinghan smiled lightly, listening to him His voice was indeed much better, and his complexion was much ruddy.

Qiao Yunxi breathed a sigh of relief, "You must be hungry, I'll let the wounded come in, change your medicine, prepare some food, and send a letter to Jing Yu to reassure him... "

"Yunxi..." Bu Jinghan called out, "It's good to have you."

(End of this chapter)