Farming concubine you are so sweet

"I, I can do laundry and cook, I can clean the room, I can embroider a handkerchief to make money, Chu Xiaying will do it, will you keep me?

Chu wanqiu begged humbly. She suddenly found that the hand holding her arm was loose and shaking all the time.

Surprised to lift his eyes, he saw that Jun Mochen's face was pale and his eyes were red as ghosts.

A chill rushed from the bottom of Chu late autumn's heart into all parts. The whole person seemed to fall into an ice cave. Her voice was shaking: "what's the matter with you?"

Jun Mochen looked at Chu wanqiu fiercely, then threw her to the bed and approached her step by step.

Chu wanqiu was flustered and took the dagger on the gas bed: "you, don't come here..."

Is this starting to go crazy?

"You want to kill me?" Jun Mochen grinned: "it depends on whether you have this ability!"

Chu wanqiu's hands trembled. When she summoned up her courage and decided to fight with Jun Mochen, the tall man in front of her suddenly fell down.

He clenched his eyebrows tightly, as if he was suffering great pain. His weak appearance was different from the ferocity just now.

"You, are you okay?" Chu wanqiu approached with small steps: "can you hear me?"

This man is really fierce. If she didn't faint, would she have been killed? Now he looks very ill.

It's better to let him live and die. If he dies, she will be free and not returned. Her mother will be fine.

After Chu wanqiu made up her mind, she sat by the bed waiting for Jun Mochen to swallow her breath. It was a torment for her all the time.

"Water... Water..."

The man's weak voice came. Chu wanqiu's body was stiff. She bit her teeth and advised herself to be cruel, but her eyes were full of hesitation.

"Water, give me water..."

The weaker voice made Chu wanqiu's heart completely soft. She spent nine cattle and two tigers to get Jun Mochen to bed and then feed him water.

"Cold, cold... Hot, hot..."

Chu wanqiu frowned and whispered, "are you cold or hot?"

She sighed helplessly, then attached her soft little hand to Jun Mochen's forehead and found it surprisingly hot.

She remembered that when she was a servant girl in the horse house, once the young master of the house had a fever. The doctor applied a cold veil on his forehead and wiped his body to reduce the heat.

So she hurried to the water tank to scoop water. It was cold in early spring, and her hands hurt. With a cold shiver, she twisted her veil and put it on Jun Mochen's forehead. Then she untied his clothes and wiped his strong upper body with her eyes closed.

The temperature on Jun Mochen's body was very high. The veil was not frozen for a while, and the water in the basin was not so cold. Chu wanqiu went to scoop water again. Although his hands were numb with cold, he didn't dare to relax at all. He hardly stopped this night.

The next day, it was dawn.

After a chicken crow, Jun Mochen fiercely opened his eyes. There was a vigilant color in his eyes. On one side of his head, he saw Chu wanqiu sleeping by the bed, his beautiful face with a tired color, and a water basin and a handkerchief on the chair on his side.

Look at her hand, it's a little red and swollen.

Jun Mochen's eyes narrowed slightly, so she didn't take the opportunity to kill him yesterday. Did she take care of him all night?

Chu wanqiu was already worried. She woke up immediately after being stared at like this. After looking at Shang Jun Mochen, she was scared. Jun Mochen looked back fiercely. Jun Mochen pulled her arm forward, and her soft body fell on his chest.

"I, I..." Chu wanqiu hurriedly propped up his body: "you dragged me, no, don't blame me."