Bamboo horse is king

Chapter 1087 How is this king responsible for you?

Yan Chuhong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Shen Xiqin to propose to leave, after getting along for more than a month, he has completely dispelled his doubts about her.

At this moment, she wanted to leave, but he felt a little bit reluctant, and he didn't want to let her go.

"Xiqin, after the war is won, this king will let you go."

Shen Xiqin was expressionless and silent. She was really tired of staying in the barracks, and also tired of him.

She worked so hard to treat him, but he never took care of himself. The wound and the surrounding flesh were all rotten, and she looked oozing.

She really doesn't understand, why doesn't he cherish his own life, his majestic prince?Why do you have to be in charge yourself?In the barracks, can't other generals lead the army?

People who don't know how to cherish themselves don't deserve pity from others.

Yan Chuhong looked at Shen Xiqin for a while, and sighed, "This is the last time. Seeing that the war is about to be won, this king cannot fall down at this time."

"Don't you want to find someone? When the time comes, I will help you. This is the last time I beg you."

Shen Xiqin was expressionless, staring at Yan Chuhong with cold eyes, "This is what you said, the last time."

Yan Chuhong nodded, "Yes, the last time."

Shen Xiqin took tools from the table beside him and stepped forward, said lightly, "Lie down!"

Yan Chuhong lay down and let Shen Xiqin treat him. The carrion on his heart was cut off by the blade, and he was in a cold sweat from the pain.

Shen Xiqin's eyes were a little sour, she really didn't understand why this man would do this, for the sake of war, he could even give up his life.

If it wasn't for her, his life would have been gone long ago.

"Shen Xiqin, are you pitying me?" Yan Chuhong asked in a trembling voice, the muscles on his face were twitching all the time because of the pain.

Shen Xiqin remained silent, concentrating on healing her injuries.

"Shen, Shen Xiqin..."

"Shut up!" Shen Xiqin gave Yan Chuhong a sideways look, her face was full of anger, she would get angry when she saw this man now.

Yan Chuhong laughed, his wound hurt from being pulled, and he frowned, "You are the first woman who dares to yell at me."

Shen Xiqin said with a cold face, "If it's possible, I'd like to stab you to death!"

"You won't!" Yan Chuhong said firmly.

Shen Xiqin was very angry and didn't want to talk to him.

"It hurts a lot. Talking with this king, talking to you, it feels like, it doesn't hurt so much." Yan Chuhong kept gasping for air while speaking.

"You're so long-winded!" Shen Xiqin said with disgust on his face, and his tone was impatient.

Yan Chuhong narrowed his eyes half-closed, and looked at her intently, that beautiful face was cold, but it made him feel warm, "You have always minded the defense of men and women, how is this king responsible for you?"

Shen Xiqin paused, and said coldly, "Rare! I just pray that the war will end as soon as possible, and then we will part ways."

Yan Chuhong pursed his lips, his eyes were complicated, "You hate me so much?"

"What do you say?"

Yan Chuhong was silent, the pain made his muscles tense, cold sweat fell down his forehead one by one, and his mind was a little dizzy.

Shen Xiqin was not much better than him, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his wound was too serious to be stitched up.

After more than an hour, Shen Xiqin finished treating the wound.

Yan Chuhong also passed out, his face was abnormally red, and he started to have a fever.

Shen Xiqin was upset, so he hurriedly took wine to wipe his body.

For more than a month, she has been doing repetitive things.

Because I'm used to it, the so-called great defense of men and women doesn't mind anymore.

(End of this chapter)