The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 535 Otherwise, maybe Chu Xi can really recognize her.

It seems that the man has this intention, because his hand has been raised.

Considering his shoulder injury, Chu Xi hurriedly sat on him, and when she met the man's teasing eyes, Chu Xi almost vomited blood, because the man smiled and said, "So active? Relying on the king's injury , can't do anything to you?"

Chu Xi: "."

What the hell, he still speaks yellow accents casually.

Chu Xi hooked the man's neck, the smile on the corner of her mouth became more unrestrained, and there were shallow dimples on both sides of her cheeks, "Is there anything you want to do—let's save it for later."

She obviously knew what he was talking about.

However, what surprised the man was the softness of her words. In the past, this woman often resisted having more intimate contact with him, but now
Her non-resistance equals acceptance.

seem.

The mood of not seeing her all day has become much better.

"If you want it, I will satisfy you even if the king is injured, right?"

What the hell about this man is to open a dyeing workshop just to give some color, it's not completely dark yet.

"My lord—the dinner is ready, is it brought to the house?"

There was an ambiguous atmosphere rising from the room, but it was disturbed by the voice of the maid outside the door.

Chu Xi kissed the man and said, "I'll go to the kitchen to have a look."

For the past two days, she had to go to the kitchen to have a look before passing on the meal, because she was afraid that there would be some food that would not be conducive to his wound recovery. She really wanted this man to recover soon.

"it is good."

With his consent, Chu Xi briskly opened the door and went out.

After Chu Xi left, the faint smile on the man's mouth gradually disappeared, and he walked out the door, saying, "Xing Mo."

Xing Mo jumped down from the eaves, hanging his head and not daring to look at him.

"Say."

Having been with Rong Jingshen for so long, Xing Mo is also well aware of his master's temperament. After thinking for a moment, he still raised his head, and stormy waves rose in his black eyes, "The princess almost died today, it's because the subordinates didn't protect them well."

"Have you seen the man's face?"

"The subordinate thought it was the one who poured the footwashing water, but the princess said it was not."

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After Xuansu came back, she changed into a plain robe. She had slight burns on her hands. She hurriedly took out the ointment from her sleeves, unscrewed the lid, and a cool smell rushed into her nose. She sat on the bed , slowly rubbing the medicine for himself.

Just a little bit.

Chu Xi obviously has no martial arts skills, so why does she seem to be able to detect abnormalities and avoid them accurately?

Could it be that Chu Xi has martial arts?

My mind was filled with countless messy thoughts, and it became a mess. Xuan Su shook his head, motioning for himself to calm down.

For some reason, she was already very cautious when she did this, but there was a feeling that there was nothing to hide. Before she left, Chu Xi looked up at her. He covered his face with a veil.

Otherwise, maybe Chu Xi could really recognize her.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the house, Xuan Su quickly closed the ointment and put it under the pillow, but although the smell of the medicine in the room was faint, it still existed.

Xuan Su's heart froze, he took out his sword and made a cut in his palm.

In an instant, blood overflowed, and because it was too thick, it covered the smell of medicine in the room.

Xing Mo knocked on the door and said, "Xuan Su, are you there?"

"Come in. But what does the prince want?"

creak.

When Xing Mo opened the door and came in, Xuan Su was sitting at the table bandaging the wound on his hand, and on the table was a polished sword with a towel to wipe it.

(End of this chapter)