Fengqi Jingshi

Chapter 116 The Wind Does Not Stop (1)

Every movement of her touched his heart. He had already seen the shocking injuries all over her body, her ankles were swollen, and as long as the skin was exposed, it was no longer as white and delicate as before, with patches of bruises and scratches all over her body. His skin was so dry that he couldn't even find a place to put his hands down to hug her.

He held her with great care, as if she was his whole world.

The night was getting darker, and he didn't meet anyone along the way, and the guards who followed him had sent away all the people who had walked this way in advance.He carried her out through the nearest door and into the carriage.

Without his order, the coachman urged the horse forward.He held her carefully in his arms, resting his chin lightly on the top of her head, and protecting her with both hands so that she would not have any further bumps.

A wind blew in through the gaps in the carriage, bringing warmth, but it made Shen Junzhuo's heart colder and colder.

How much filth is hidden and absorbed in this duke's mansion, I'm afraid it's too many to count.He wanted to uproot this rotten tree, but he couldn't bear to let the old man's spirit in heaven be disturbed.Blame him for being wary, blame him for caring more or less about the family relationship, and let them hurt the girl in his heart so much!
She was trembling slightly in his arms, he knew she was in pain, a delicate and weak girl, even if her nails were broken, it would hurt for a while, not to mention her body was full of wounds, but she endured it, Weeping, but did not exhale the pain.

"Shu Yao," he called her softly, and when she heard her soft nasal reply, he continued:
"Blame me for coming too late. If I had come earlier, this wouldn't have happened..."

Shu Yao didn't speak, just buried her face in his arms.Who is to blame?She really wanted to find someone to hate, but this person should not be him.She sniffed the smell of him, feeling extremely stable in her heart, and shook her head in his arms.

Shen Junzhuo stroked her hair lightly, every time, feeling more and more fond in his heart.Suddenly remembering that her ankle was still swollen, she said softly:

"Can you show me your feet? It's probably a wrong bone. It must be corrected."

Shu Yao nodded in his arms.He leaned over to hold the swollen ankle like a steamed bun, touched it, and it was indeed dislocated. He exerted force on his hand, and there was a very slight click sound, and the person in his arms shivered. Busy comforting:
"Okay, okay, when you get to the place, I'll wash you off with medicinal wine, and you'll be fine in a few days."

Shu Yao tried to move, but she was able to move.It's just that she shouldn't have been lying in his arms like this, but she was so greedy for the warmth of this moment, she hesitated for a long time, and just about to leave his arms, she was hugged even tighter by him, and Shu Yao had no choice but to give up.

The carriage drove for a while, and when the car stopped, the woman in the house came up to pick him up, but he ignored him, and the coldness on his face scared the visitor back away.

After entering the courtyard, he carried Shu Yao all the way in, and before putting her on the couch, he felt that the couch was too hard, so he ordered the servant to fetch two more quilts to spread on it.

The little servant was in a hurry, and quickly took out the quilt to spread it. He put Shu Yao on it slowly and carefully, and carefully covered her with a thin quilt.

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered slightly, as if she was asleep, and some strands of hair stuck to her face, and he brushed them gently with his hand.He also asked the servant to bring hot water and the best wound medicine. After thinking about it, he asked the guard to go to Zhao Feiyong and send him to the Imperial Medical Office to get the best Yurong ointment.

Once the arrangements were made, the servant put the hot water at the door, and he brought it in himself, wet it with a clean towel, and wanted to wipe off the dust on her arms.Unexpectedly, as soon as he touched her, she would be startled instinctively, almost letting the scarf in his hand touch her wound.

He tried a few more times to no avail, so he simply grabbed her hand and stopped her from moving.

　It was very difficult for me to write these chapters. I revised and revised, deleted, deleted and revised many times.It's really not well written. As a transitional chapter, everyone will just read it and it will be normal later.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)