my guard

Chapter 9

Princess Yi'an nestled under the warm quilt, and Qin Jing followed her instructions to light up the four bronze lamps in the room. When he went to see the princess, he saw her tiny body curled up in the quilt, still cold. I was trembling.

Qin Jing paused, and reached out to touch her hand, as if being pricked by a needle, it made him tremble.

He got up to go out, but was stopped by the princess.

"where are you going?"

"Look for the old miracle doctor..."

"Don't go, it's useless. I've been like this...you go to bed, hug me, hurry up."

Qin Jing was stunned, and recalled the kiss he had with the princess when he was in a trance, and his face blushed suddenly, "Here, let's invite Miss Mulan..."

"If she is useful, why would I come to you if she wants to?!" Princess Yi'an lifted the quilt and sat up, the water in her eyes began to gather, "I knew it, all of you wished that I was dead and clean. burden……"

Qin Jing was silent, feeling that it was a mistake for him to stay.

In the end, Qin Jing was no match for the princess's nonsense, so he had to go to bed and hug the princess's cold body, and cover the two of them together with a quilt.He numbs himself in his heart: the princess is sick, and he is treating the princess.

Princess Yi'an's icy hands and feet wrapped tightly around the young man who was stiff as a piece of wood. After she became more comfortable, she showed a little fox-like smile in a place he couldn't see: Hmph, Qin Jing!Dare to fight her, Xiao Mian.

But soon, she put her arms around the young man's neck, and began to feel sorry for herself again, "It's better for you to treat me well, they ignore me, don't care about me, I can't call people..."

Being hugged and acted like a baby by a delicate little girl, Qin Jing felt that when the princess woke up tomorrow, it would probably be his own death day.

He didn't speak, but just hugged her as she ordered. Princess Yi'an didn't know what he was thinking, so she took the initiative to talk to him, "Ah yes! I asked you to recite the book, recite it to me now."

"..." Qin Jing almost bit his tongue, he didn't say anything, can the fire be burned?

God is sorry, he was stumbling and stumbled, but after all the incidents at night interrupted him, he has almost forgotten it now.

"Two bodies...xiangxiangan...exposed, bursts of spring breeze..."

"No, no," his face turned red, because the princess's face was pressed against his neck, and the sweet breath flowed away, making him feel dizzy and sweaty.The princess's body is icy and muscular, but he is as if he is next to June.YouQi heard the princess laughing at this moment, it was a kind of torture, "You recited it wrong, it's not like this."

In fact, Qin Jing didn't know what it was like.The night was so long and so dark, his world was gradually occupied by the girl in his arms.When he wakes up tomorrow, he will probably be beaten to death by the sober princess.Thinking about it this way, he shouldn't have stayed.But thinking this way in his heart, he didn't displease the princess.

The princess's voice was soft and soft, "Listen, it's like this: the body is covered with sweat and sweat, and the spring breeze blows through the jade pot. Le Chu dredges the sword, and the machine moves the beads. Pushing the pillow in the mattress is really intoxicating. After drinking, there seems to be no contention to add a cup. A little flirtatiousness is wiped out, and Wenjun is slender and thin."

Qin Jing's literary attainments are not enough to understand this poem.But right now, the girl's body is buried in his arms, her voice is laughing, and the room is full of fragrance... His brain is pounding, and he understands it!

He finally understood why Mulan's face was so red when he asked Miss Mulan for advice.

(End of this chapter)