The concubine is not easy to mess with: The prince chases his wife at the crematorium

Chapter 80 The God of War is also a high-risk profession

This voice was very familiar to Shen Qinghuan.

This was the first sound she heard when she traveled through time, and it was a sound she often heard when she had nightmares.

Xiao Yunting!
She widened her eyes and looked at the person in front of her, until the man in front of her let go of his hand and took off the golden mask on his face, revealing the perverted face that she was extremely familiar with and disliked.

"Xiao Yunting, you are really very ill. Isn't it fun to kidnap people on the street?"

Pervert Xiao is still the same pervert Xiao, and has not changed at all.

Xiao Yunting stared at Shen Qinghuan for a long time without saying anything.

Shen Qinghuan looked at him and finally noticed something was wrong with his expression: "Are you injured?"

After she finished speaking, she noticed that there was a strong smell of blood in the carriage.

Xiao Yunting lay back and reached out to hold his right chest.

That spot was bleeding red blood, and it looked like it was seriously injured: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yunting's eyes were indifferent: "I was tricked."

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows.

In less than a month, he has been dealt with twice, but last time it was Yun Jing who was injured on his behalf.It seems that being the Dongling God of War is also a high-risk profession.

After thinking about it, Shen Qinghuan finally took out two bottles of golden sore medicine from his arms and handed them to Xiao Yunting: "Which one do you want?"

One was given to Xiao Yunting by Wang Wu before, and the other one was configured by herself.According to Xiao Yunting's personality, he should choose the former.

Xiao Yunting said calmly: "Which one is more effective."

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyes: "Of course I did it."

Xiao Yunting raised his eyebrows: "Then let's use what you made."

Shen Qinghuan frowned and stared at him with a pair of clear eyes, as if he saw a monster: "What, you are not afraid that I will poison you at this time? You must know that the poison enters the blood much faster than taking it orally."

Xiao Yunting glanced at Shen Qinghuan lightly, and then said: "Three feet."

Shen Qinghuan was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Xiao Yunting raised his eyebrows and glanced back and forth between the two of them: "The distance between the two of us."

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and moved his mouth very impolitely.He was threatening himself, saying that if she was poisoned, he could drag her to hell no matter how quickly.

Xiao Yunting's life was worthless, but Shen Qinghuan cherished her life.

He threw away the golden sore medicine he prepared.

Xiao Yunting caught it, and then frowned: "Why, I am injured, do you still plan to let me apply the medicine myself?"

Shen Qinghuan raised his eyebrows and said very calmly: "I am a weak woman. When I was hit with eighty slabs in my body and twenty whips on my back, I applied the medicine myself. As the God of War in Dongling, now I am just being stabbed. It’s just a sword, why can’t I apply the medicine myself?”

Xiao Yunting frowned slightly when he heard Shen Qinghuan's words.

He did treat her like this at the beginning, but so what?

She had tried so hard to get married and had done such things before, so she deserved it.

Xiao Yunting raised his deep eyes slightly, filled with undeniable domineering power, and threw the medicine bottle in his hand back to Shen Qinghuan: "You are right, I am the Dongling God of War, so I am naturally more noble than you. .Now I want you to apply medicine to me, otherwise don’t blame me and I will reward you with a sword!"

Threat... another threat!
This man doesn't know how to talk well at all. Grandma Wang said that he likes Qin Kexin, but maybe it's just unrequited love.If Qin Kexin knew about this love, she would have to drag her long skirt and run away in the middle of the night.

"Yes, my lord!"

I complained in my heart, but my body was still very honest and I couldn't make fun of my own life.

Thinking of this, Shen Qinghuan reached out to pull Xiao Yunting's clothes.

The moment her fair little hands grabbed the lapel of Xiao Yunting's clothes, Xiao Yunting stared at her fiercely: "What are you doing?"

Shen Qinghuan looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Didn't you ask me to give you medicine?"

Xiao Yunting frowned: "Just apply the medicine. Why are you pulling my clothes? How unbecoming is it for a woman to pull the hem of a man's clothes!"

Shen Qinghuan: "..."

Well, he is a Tanglin old antique, he is a Tangling old antique, he is a Tangling old antique.

After reciting silently for three times, he finally calmed down: "Your Majesty, applying medicine through clothes is not only difficult to treat and bandage the wound, but also allows bacteria and viruses on the clothes to enter along the wound and cause further infection. What's more, I have to look at your clothes. Is it adherent to the wound? If so, it must be separated..."

Judging from the extent of the bleeding, there shouldn't be any, but I can't guarantee whether he only suffered one injury.

Xiao Yunting looked at Shen Qinghuan in front of him for a long time, then reached out to untie his belt and pulled open his clothes, revealing his broad chest.

(End of this chapter)