ninth junior sister

Chapter 152

Yun Jingxuan stroked his chest, and sighed in a low voice: "Why does my heart hurt?"

Why did he feel a dull pain in his chest when he saw this woman?There was no one of her in his memory at all.What is going on?

Yun Jingxuan frowned, and took a cotton cloth soaked in wine to clean Ling Xiaoruo's wound.

The baijiu was spicy, and as soon as it touched Ling Xiaoruo's skin, she couldn't help frowning, her face looked extremely painful, sweat dripped from her forehead, her white teeth inadvertently bit her lip petals, making the already pale lips even whiter.

Yun Jingxuan saw that her face was in pain, and his heart ached again, and then he made a movement that made him even unthinkable. He actually lowered his head and blew a cool breeze on her wound to relieve the pain. her pain.

After finishing this movement, Yun Jingxuan froze in place, he blinked his phoenix eyes, still couldn't believe that he did that movement just now.

Since when has he been so gentle to women?

Why is his movement completely out of brain control?
Yun Jingxuan shook his head, then cleaned up the wound on her chest, and pulled a piece of clean cloth to wrap up her wound.

After everything was done, Yun Jingxuan returned to the desk, looked at the formation diagram, and quietly waited for the medicine from the military doctor.

Not long after, the military doctor appeared in the large tent of the Chinese army with the decocted medicine. He brought the medicine to Yun Jingxuan and nodded, "My lord, my subordinates have already decocted the medicine."

After Yun Jingxuan heard about it, his phoenix eyes moved away from the formation diagram, and he glanced at the plain figure lying on the low couch, and said in a low voice: "Go and feed her."

After hearing this sentence, the military doctor raised his eyebrows. He thought that this man who was brought into the army tent by the prince would not have his turn to serve and drink medicine, so when he heard this order, he didn't know what to do. Can react.

Seeing the military doctor stunned in the distance, Yun Jingxuan narrowed his phoenix eyes, and said angrily, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

The military doctor stared, and immediately picked up the medicine bowl and went to Ling Xiaoruo, helped her up, and began to feed her medicine.

However, after he fed a spoonful, Ling Xiaoruo opened his mouth slightly, and all the medicine slipped out of Tan's mouth again.

Seeing this, the military doctor immediately dipped the cloth to clean up the spit out of the medicine, and then fed it again, but Ling Xiaoruo still spat out the medicine.

The military doctor had no choice but to rescue Yun Jingxuan: "My lord, I can't feed the medicine."

Ever since the military doctor walked over to feed the medicine, Yun Jingxuan had been glancing at the low couch from the corner of his eye. Now that he heard what the military doctor said, he immediately looked away and put the formation diagram in his hand on the desk. He just wanted to reprimand the military doctor for being useless. When it took time, Zhui Ri came in from outside the tent. After entering the tent, he glanced at the military doctor, then went to Yun Jingxuan and said in a low voice: "My lord, the military map is true."

Yun Jingxuan blinked his eyes when he heard the words, he glanced at the figure sleeping on the low couch, and then ordered Chasing Sun, "Go and get a thin bamboo tube."

After Zhui Ri heard this, he turned around and left the military tent, Yun Jingxuan glanced at the military doctor, and said calmly: "You go down first."

After hearing this, the military doctor seemed to have received a pardon, immediately put down the medicine bowl in his hand, and went to the army tent.

Not long after, Zhui Ri found a bamboo tube and Yun Jingxuan took the bamboo tube and ordered Zhui Ri to retreat first. He could have let the military doctor give medicine like this, but for some reason, he didn't want other people touch her lips.What's more, after hearing Zhui Ri's report, he actually felt a little guilty.

After chasing the sun and retreating, Yun Jingxuan went to the low couch.

He picked up the medicine bowl on the low table and took a sip into his mouth, then put the bamboo tube to his lips, intending to feed the medicine into Ling Xiaoruo's lips through the bamboo tube.

Such a method was originally useful, but unexpectedly, Ling Xiaoruo seemed to be unwilling to cooperate, and she vomited out all the medicinal juice that flowed into her mouth from the bamboo tube.

After repeating this several times, if Ling Xiao failed to swallow even a little bit of the potion, Yun Jingxuan frowned when he saw this, and cursed angrily, "Damn it!"

If she didn't drink the concoction, it would be difficult for her to wake up once the cold poison attacked her heart.

Because of the feeling of anger in her heart, and also because she was worried that she would never be able to open her eyes again, Yun Jingxuan's head was hot, and he strangled Ling Xiaoruo's lips with his hands, and then bent down, covering her pale lips flap, and transferred the remaining medicinal juice into her lips.

As soon as Yun Jingxuan held her lips, the pain in his heart slowly came again, he frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable with the pain, then he quickly fed the medicine into Ling Xiaoruo's mouth Then they evacuated away.

He sat behind the desk and read the book quietly, waiting for her to wake up. As long as she could wake up after three hours, then her life would not be in danger.

Ling Xiaoruo was sleeping on the low couch, his mind was in a daze.

In a hazy moment, she seemed to see a church-like house surrounded by trees, flowers, and swings.

On the swing, a little girl carved in pink and jade swayed on it. The snow-white gauze skirt was extremely dazzling in the sun and swayed gently with the wind. , a pair of black eyes are as clear as spring water.

Who is this girl?
The girl came down after playing on the swing for a while. She staggered forward in the garden, and the golden wind lifted her gauze skirt, shining brightly in the sun.

After walking for a while, a tall figure blocked her way.

The little girl looked up at the person in front of her. When she saw the person in front of her clearly, she raised her lips and smiled and asked, "Uncle, why are you blocking my way?"

The girl's whining voice sounded in the garden, and when the man standing in front of her saw the pure smile on her face, he leaned over and touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile, "Your name is Ruo'er, isn't it?"

The little girl nodded and said, "Yes, my name is Xiao Ruoshui."

When the man heard her name, he shook his head and said, "Actually, your surname is not Xiao, do you know? You don't belong to this world, and you will eventually go back, because only you can complete the mission given by God. All of this depends on you." It's fate."

The little girl asked curiously, "Where are you going back?"

"Go back to the place you should go to, that's your home, and there are your relatives." The man stood up, and the heavy words got farther and farther away, and finally disappeared in his ears.

The little girl looked at the back of the man who was gradually disappearing, and pursed her lips, thinking about his words.

Such a scene is like a dream, but it is also like a deep memory. Ling Xiaoruo in his sleep tossed and turned because of the conversation in the dream. When he turned over, the blanket covering his body slipped to the ground, and a gust of wind blew from the opening of the curtain. The cold wind made her curl up and tremble inadvertently: "It's cold..."

(End of this chapter)