Blood marriage, the gentleness of the mysterious evil monarch

Qian Diewu walked back to the room by herself relying on memory, closed the door after entering the room, then sat in front of the dressing table, pulled off the clothes on her left shoulder, and looked at the injury on her shoulder, only to find that her entire left shoulder was red and swollen. It hurts to even touch it lightly, and she was so angry that she cursed in a low voice, "That Seventh Prince is really not a man, he hits women every now and then, he has no taste, and he still kicks so hard, if he kicks to the heart, why don't I go to see the King of Hades?" gone?"

She thought that there was no one in the room, so she dared to speak her mind boldly, but someone responded.

"His name is Xia Houhuang." Jimo Wuxuan entered the room at some point, and stayed not far from Qiandiewu, staring straight at her left shoulder with anger hidden in his eyes.

"You... When did you come in?" Qian Diewu hurriedly pulled up her clothes to prevent the stupid light from leaking out, she stared at Jimo Wuxuan in surprise and anger, she couldn't accept his behavior of coming in without knocking on the door .

He was like a ghost, she didn't notice his approach at all, this man was more unpredictable than she imagined.

Jimo Wuxuan sneered disdainfully and said to her: "We are husband and wife, are you still afraid that I won't see it, or do you mean that you have a secret that cannot be told?"

"I... I'm just not used to it, you don't knock when you come in, it's too rude." She spoke with a hint of displeasure.

"This is my home. I can go wherever I want. Do I have to tell you in advance? You'd better get used to this kind of thing quickly, because I don't have much patience to wait for you to get used to it."

"Forget it, it's pointless to argue with you. Are you going back to your room to rest?" Qian Diewu didn't want to quarrel, so she put away her unhappiness and spoke kindly.

Jimo Wuxuan did not argue with her, handed her the traumatic medicine in his hand, and said indifferently: "Take it."

"What is this?" She stared at the small medicine bottle in his hand, wondering what his intention was?

"Shennong Yizhuang's bone-beating medicine." He answered concisely, cherishing the words like gold, and he was too lazy to take it for too long, so he ordered displeasedly: "Hurry up and get it, do you want me to deliver it to you in person? "

She stared blankly at the bruises in his hand, as if a warm current flowed through her heart, she walked up slowly, took the bruises from him with both hands, and thanked him softly, "Thank you!"

However, when taking the medicine, her hand inadvertently had a short contact with his hand. Although this contact was short, it was impressive.

His hands are so cold, like a dead person, without the body temperature of a living person.

He also touched her hand and felt the temperature of her hand. This was the first time he touched her, but he didn't seem to hate her touch. Why?He doesn't like to come into contact with strangers, even the servants in the castle. Except for a few closest people, he won't have any physical contact with them, not even touching hands, but yes she……

Jimo Wuxuan couldn't understand this inexplicable mood, so he fiddled with the mechanism on the wheelchair, walked to the door, turned his back to Qian Diewu and said, "You apply the medicine yourself, and if you have anything to do, tell the maid."

As soon as the words were finished, people also came outside the door.

Qian Diewu looked at his leaving back, with a warm smile on her face, holding the medicine bottle tightly with both hands, treating it like a treasure.

Is this the first gift he gave her?

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