After wearing a book, the sickly tyrant only acts like a spoiled child in my arms

Chapter 244 I Believe In You
Qingzhi was also outside in the rain for a long time, so Su Jiu'er was spared her service tonight, and Zhao Shun was the only one waiting outside.

Yan Yunxiao slept deeply.

Su Jiu'er is not in a hurry to feed him. What Yan Yunxiao needs most now is to restore her most basic spirit. With this foundation, she can take care of Yan Yunxiao in other aspects.

Anyway, the bleeding had stopped, and the wounded had already been medicated. His physique was right here. As long as his pulse didn't beat abnormally, everything would go in a good direction.

Su Jiu'er touched his face, it was warm, but his face was still pale and frighteningly pale.

His long black hair was drenched in the rain, and it was muggy at the moment, Su Jiu'er took off his hair crown and took a comb to comb his hair.

The long black hair is very smooth, combed to the end.

Su Jiu'er's eyes fell on his long hair, but her thoughts had already flown away.

Too many things happened tonight that caught her off guard.

It was a last resort to blew his medical skills in front of King Qi.

If it weren't for this, she wouldn't be able to win a time limit after seven days today.

But now that she's been exposed, will King Qi allow her?

Maybe King Qi didn't intend to let anyone around Yan Yunxiao go, but now she is responding to King Qi head-on from Yan Yunxiao's standpoint, I'm afraid that she has already become a player in this game of chess.

She couldn't help but think of what Yan Yunxiao said, "Let her out of the palace."

Now it must be Yan Yunxiao's intention to let her out of the palace, and she will not be able to get out of this game of chess.

And what Yan Yunxiao said while hugging her.

Because she didn't want her to leave too early, so she procrastinated and refused to take the medicine, hoping to get well later.

Can she firmly deny her feelings?
The answer is no.

Then can she fit into this institutional era?

For Su Jiuer, this is even more impossible than the previous answer.

She shook her head, pushing those questions out of her mind.

Now is not the time to think about these issues, the most urgent task is to resist King Qi's big cancer.

If she couldn't even deal with the enemy in front of her, then she wouldn't even have a chance to make a choice.

Su Jiu'er combed Yan Yunxiao's long hair, and then slept next to him for a while.

Because she was concerned about Yan Yunxiao's state, she slept lightly.

When he woke up, Yan Yunxiao's long hair was already dry.

A man's long hair was spread on the pillow softly like a brocade, and Su Jiu'er, who had exquisite features and contours, would sigh in admiration.

She reached out and smoothed Yan Yunxiao's long hair, and he trembled his eyelashes and opened his eyes.

Su Jiu'er sat up and looked down at him, then smiled and said, "Are you hungry?"

Yan Yunxiao opened his eyes and saw her, and felt that the sharp pain in his body was relieved a bit.

He stretched out his hand and touched the wound on his arm. The pain made him frown.

But the movement of the hands didn't stop at all.

He rested his palm on Su Jiu'er's face and stroked it lightly, and his slightly indifferent expression became slightly moved.

Pursing his lips, he smiled slightly.

Su Jiu'er looked at him with an expression of looking at a fool, "Are you sleepy?"

"Are you dreaming now?"

He rubbed Su Jiu'er's smooth face with his fingertips, and said in a hoarse and weak voice, "This is not a dream."

Su Jiu'er burst out laughing.

"Fortunately, I haven't fallen asleep yet."

Yan Yunxiao followed suit with a smile. In this state of no attack power, his charming phoenix eyes were extraordinarily clear, reflecting the candlelight in the room, like a rippling sea of ​​stars.

Su Jiu'er looked at him who was so handsome and flawless, her smile fixed on her face, and a layer of light powder crept up on the tips of her ears.

She avoided looking and shouted outside the hall, asking Zhao Shun to bring up the hot porridge.

Turning around again, I saw Yan Yunxiao staring at her without blinking, as if she was afraid that she would run away.

She couldn't help reaching out to touch Yan Yunxiao's eyes, Yan Yunxiao closed his eyes, and when Su Jiu'er's hand left his face, the eyelashes that were raised again swept her palm.

Itchy, numb.

Su Jiu'er suddenly asked, "Yan Yunxiao, has anyone praised you for your good looks?"

Yan Yunxiao thought about it seriously, and said slowly, "I look like my mother and concubine, so I don't like it."

He looks like her mother and concubine, and he was not lovable since he was a child, so no one has praised his appearance.

More slander and abuse.

Su Jiu'er shook her head and sighed, "Then Lady Yin must be so stunning!"

"Those people can't tell the truth, you know, you are really good-looking."

Yan Yunxiao was suddenly praised, and felt elated.

He laughed, wondering why in this world there are still people who praise men for their good looks?
In this era of the system, everyone in the world is stereotyped.

For example, women should be virtuous and gentle, while men should be strong and strong.

Complimenting a man is good-looking, but there is a sense of ridicule.

But Su Jiu'er praised her sincerity, which made Yan Yunxiao not disgusted at all.

Not long after, Zhao brought up the meal by the way, Su Jiuer helped Yan Yunxiao sit up, and began to feed the porridge.

Another hour and a half later, it would be dawn outside, Yan Yunxiao sat up to see clearly the deep circles of black and blue under Su Jiuer's peach blossom eyes.

Xu Shi was so hungry that he had the strength to drink more than half of this bowl of porridge.

She still wanted to drink, but Su Jiuer refused.

He didn't eat for almost a day yesterday, so it's not advisable to eat too much at one time, at worst, he will have another meal when he wakes up tomorrow morning, and he can't overeat, so as not to damage his spleen and stomach.

Su Jiu'er brought him water to rinse his mouth again, and couldn't help but yawned.

Yan Yunxiao could clearly see her tiredness.

After finally being busy, Su Jiu'er blew on the lamp and climbed onto the couch in a naive manner.

Yan Yunxiao looked at the pitch-black ceiling, and began to recall what happened in the main hall in his mind.

Su Jiu'er just closed her eyes, and then she heard Yan Yunxiao say something without beginning or end.

"That old fairy, didn't tell you anything else?"

Su Jiuer muttered in confusion, "What?"

After thinking for a while, Su Jiu'er remembered the story she made up in the hall.

Six black dots could not help appearing on the forehead.

Could Yan Yunxiao believe it?
She tentatively said, "What else do you think he should tell me?"

Yan Yunxiao touched Su Jiu'er's little hand by his side, and clenched it tightly.

After fiddling for a while, he said, "For example, send you to my side to cure my illness."

Su Jiu'er was silent when she heard the words, and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

She asked back, "Do you really believe that there are old gods in this world?"

He said, "I believe in you."

"I believe what you are saying."

The room was extremely quiet, and no one answered.

The two lay flat on the couch side by side, and only the ambiguous breathing of the two could be heard in the tent.

Yan Yunxiao murmured again, "Otherwise, who brought you here before my eyes?"

He reached out to touch Su Jiu'er's face, but she was so quiet that she seemed to have fallen asleep.

I don't know if Su Jiu'er heard that sentence or not.

(End of this chapter)