phoenix returns to the world

Chapter 158

The night is dark, the cool breeze is endless, the bonfire is flickering, and the ambiguity is fragrant.

Ming Qiushui carefully took off the socks on Feng Nishang's feet. Seeing several blisters on the soles of her feet, pity rose in her heart, and she also blamed her own carelessness for making her suffer for four days. Turning her head, black eyes Looking directly at Feng Nishang, "Does it hurt?"

Feng Nishang shook her head slightly, the socks were wet with blood and stuck to the blisters, could it not hurt?But seeing Ming Qiushui's focused and pitiful eyes, it seemed that the pain in the soles of his feet was nothing.

Ming Qiushui gently put down Feng Nishang's feet, came not far away, took out a small box, put it on the couch, then took out a silver needle from it, roasted it on the fire, sat back on the edge, "It hurts a bit."

Feng Nishang blinked her eyes, as if telling Ming Qiushui that she was ready.

Feng Nishang looked at Ming Qiushui's serious appearance, the thick black eyelashes covered the deep black eyes, and also blocked the dazzling light in the eyes, the bonfire outlined the man's profile more clearly, with a tall nose, tightly closed Thin lips, this man gave her the feeling that it was a sincere and lawful act. After the emotional trauma suffered in the previous life, it seemed to be gradually healing, and her heart could not help but slowly opened the door for the man in front of her.

It is said that what women care about is just being ordinary, loving each other, holding hands, and growing old together.

Although it is a very simple sentence, how many people can sit on it?

In the last life, Feng Nishang spent her heart and soul for Jun Haoyu. Even though she was pregnant for two months without knowing it, she went around recruiting soldiers for him. He was always the most important thing, but what did she get in the end?
Thinking of this, Feng Nishang tightly held her hands, the coldness in her heart spread to her limbs, the cold pierced her heart, and her body couldn't stop trembling.

Ming Qiushui also felt the strangeness of Feng Nishang, turned his head, and looked straight at Feng Nishang with those black eyes, "Does it hurt? Just bear with it, and it will be fine soon."

Feng Nishang's closed thoughts suddenly woke up gradually because of these words, her ankle was still held by the man, the warmth in the palm of her hand rose from her feet and spread to her heart.

"Okay, you rest first, I'll ask Mo Xie to take you back tomorrow," Ming Qiushui put Feng Nishang's feet on the bed, washed his hands, and picked up the military book on the side to read.

"No, I won't go back," Feng Nishang said firmly, the firmness in her eyes could not be vetoed.

"I'm going to the disaster area to check the danger. I'll be back soon. Your foot is also injured. Go back to the palace and be obedient." Ming Qiushui's voice was filled with infinite doting, and his eyes were especially gentle against the pale yellow lights. .

"Ming Qiushui, I'll say it again, since I've come out, I will never go back," Feng Nishang said, getting up from the couch with anger.

Ming Qiushui immediately came to Feng Nishang's side, pressed her body, a trace of displeasure appeared in his black eyes, as if blaming her for not cherishing his body at all.

In view of Feng Nishang's persistence, Ming Qiushui could only nod in agreement.

"Have a good rest," Ming Qiushui put Feng Nishang on the couch, covered her with a thin quilt, and was about to get up.

Suddenly, a small hand grabbed his sleeve, the snow-white fingers were like onion knots, with a tinge of snow-white, "rest," Feng Nishang lowered her eyes, her voice was like a mosquito, her fair face instantly Then there was a suspicious blush, and the long and drooping eyelashes concealed the shyness of those bright eyes.

Feng Nishang looked around just now, only one sheet inside was collapsed, presumably Ming Qiushui let her sleep, and he was going to read a book for the night, but thinking that he would go to the disaster area tomorrow, there must be a tough battle to fight, his She understands what she wants, and that's enough.

The corners of Ming Qiushui's mouth slowly curved upwards. He was in a good mood, but his eyes were dark.

Ming Qiushui slowly slipped down Feng Nishang's hand, stood up, Feng Nishang was stunned, opened her eyes wide to look at Ming Qiushui, but unexpectedly saw a handsome face with a smile, the teasing in her eyes made Feng Nishang unknowingly She blushed, looked down, and saw those sharp hands unbuttoning her outer shirt, Feng Nishang's whole body was almost flushed red.

Ming Qiushui looked at Feng Nishang, the corners of her mouth became more and more curved, she put the outer shirt aside, and then fell on the floor, the man's weight made her sink slightly.

Feng Nishang shrank her body inside, as if she wanted to distance the two of them from getting closer, but Ming Qiushui didn't allow it, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Feng Nishang into her arms. Feng Nishang's back was pressed against Ming Qiushui's strong chest, listening to the man The sonorous and powerful heartbeat, and the man's hot temperature directly covered the woman's body, creating a burst of warmth.

Ruanxiang is in her arms, so there is no change?
Although Ming Qiushui doesn't have a woman, but as an adult man, of course he understands the matter of men and women. The woman he holds in his arms is his favorite woman. How could he not have that pleading smell from a man.

The man's slightly heavy breathing sprayed on the woman's head, and it was scorching hot. The big palm around Feng Nishang's waist almost set her skin ablaze. Pretentious, without any sleepiness, the perception of the whole body is exceptionally clear, she can even feel the slight movement of the man's fingertips, as if they are caressing through the clothes.

A man and a woman were on the bed, the man was afraid of offending the beauty, the woman kept her composure, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep, her eyelashes were still twinkling.

Ming Qiushui moved his head a little closer, making the two heads stick together. At this moment, his whole body seemed to be on fire, his blood was boiling, and a hot stream flowed to his abdomen, converging...

Ming Qiushui saw that Feng Nishang was pretending to be asleep, his mind flashed, and immediately thought of what the queen said, as if a certain string in his heart was tensed, he put his mouth hoarsely and lowly on Feng Nishang's ear He said, "Nishang,..."

In Feng Nishang's previous life, she and Jun Haoyu also had a relationship as husband and wife. Of course, this kind of atmosphere is full of inseparable ambiguity everywhere. She doesn't know how to speak, so she can only cover up the ambiguity at this time by pretending to sleep. panic.

Ming Qiushui looked at the trembling eyelashes through the bonfire, knowing that she was pretending to sleep, so she turned Feng Nishang over, and the two faced each other.

Ming Qiushui looked at the flickering delicate face, and the scenes in the mountains just now appeared in his head, and his mouth was dry for a while, his body was like a bonfire burning vigorously, and the place next to the woman was scorching hot.

Looking at the woman who was close at hand, the man slowly lowered his head, and made the action that he had waited for a long time but didn't carry out. His lips pressed together, and an electric current surged through. Feng Nishang suddenly opened his eyes. , looking at the magnified handsome face, the man began to be intimate...

The night is boundless, the outside is darker and the dew is heavier, and the temperature in the tent is endless. A shadow outlines the tight embrace of a man and a woman. The woman's clothes are gradually opening, shy and charming.

Suddenly, there was a sound of fighting outside, which also awakened Ming Qiushui. He immediately stopped his hands, his black eyes tightened, and he shot out sharply.

"There are assassins, protect the prince!"

The ear-piercing sound of weapons colliding fell into the tent one after another. Although there were guards around the tent, fighting against the enemy, the opponent seemed to be ruthless this time, and many men in black came. The man in black at the head Find a gap and rush into the tent.

At this time, Ming Qiushui had already arranged Feng Nishang's clothes, turned over and lay down on the bed, and moved quickly and agilely. He picked up the sword on one side and fought the person who came in. The man in black was obviously not Ming Qiushui's opponent. Soon the man in black Several openings were exposed, and the wet fishy-sweet smell spread.

"Keep alive!" Ming Qiushui ordered outside the tent while dealing with the man in black.

The man in black listened intently, only to realize that there were not many people left with him, and secretly guessed his fate. When Ming Qiushui stabbed away with a sword, he no longer dodged, as if he wanted to die with Ming Qiushui Usually, he took out a bag of things from his waist very quickly, and walked towards Ming Qiushui's front.

"Be careful," Feng Nishang was frightened, and immediately flew forward, hugged Ming Qiushui and pulled him aside. The man in black had double defenses, holding the medicine in one hand and a big knife in the other, watching Feng Nishang pull Ming Qiushui away. Qiu Shui dodged the package of medicine powder, but revealed her defenseless back.

I saw the shining big knife stabbing at Feng Nishang, although Ming Qiushui quickly inserted the long sword into the man's chest, but the desperate man in black thrust the big knife through with his last breath.

In an emergency, Ming Qiushui turned around very quickly in the air with Feng Nishang in his arms, Feng Nishang was taken away from the dangerous place, locked Feng Nishang in his arms, the sound of a big knife piercing into the body sounded behind him, Ming Qiushui suppressed A grunt.

The man in black stared at the gurgling blood, smiled on his face, opened his eyes, fell to the ground, twitched for a while, turned his head to one side, and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. In an instant, a large puddle flowed out on the ground. Blood stains, strong fishy smell.

Ming Qiushui lowered his head slowly, looked at Feng Nishang who was in his arms, and then the pain hit his back, his tall body couldn't support it, and slowly fell down.

"Ming Qiushui!" Feng Nishang was frightened, she hugged Ming Qiushui tightly, Ming Qiushui opened his black eyes tiredly, "I'm fine, don't worry."

As soon as he finished saying these words, he passed out. Feng Nishang couldn't bear the weight of Ming Qiushui's whole body for a while, she leaned her body and knelt on the ground, a burst of wet and warm liquid came from the palm of her hand, she immediately took it out to see, Her hands were covered with blood, Feng Nishang kept holding her mouth, "Ming Qiushui, Ming Qiushui, wake up!"

The fighting outside subsided, Mo Shengmoxie walked into the tent immediately, watching Feng Nishang struggling to drag the prince to the bed, they quickly stepped forward and put the prince on the bed.

Immediately, a bloody wound was revealed. Feng Nishang panicked in her heart, but she tried her best to suppress the panic. The hand that tore off the clothes was still trembling. At this time, Feng Nishang saw Ming Qiushui's back, A black wound appeared on the originally white skin.

"poisonous!"

(End of this chapter)