Princess of Nongmen

Chapter 2876 Fortunately, it can be cured
Zhiyue kept looking at the light coming from above her head, the leaves split the dazzling sunlight into tiny beams, which looked very brilliant.

Suddenly, Zhiyue realized that these lights seemed to be the relationship between her and Ah Mo, even though there would be some barriers, they could still penetrate into each other's hearts.

Thinking of this, Zhiyue let out a long breath of relief, removed the arm that was covering her face, and slowly closed her eyes.

Maybe it's because I watched the sun for too long, or maybe it's because I've been nervous all the time, so I'm a little tired now.After closing her eyes for a while, Zhiyue felt drowsy.

She listened carefully, the surrounding was very quiet, and she didn't find any danger intuitively.

In fact, in such a wild forest, as long as it does not come from the danger of the enemy, other wild beasts are not a big threat to Zhiyue.Even if a tiger jumped out, Zhiyue would be alert and dodge it immediately.

Relaxed, Zhiyue adjusted her breathing and decided to take a nap.

Over the past year, she has adjusted her nervous state to a state where she can tense up and relax at will.

The current environment makes her feel comfortable, and the things she has been longing to finish have been done.Apart from the pain on her face, she didn't care about other reasons.

Therefore, if you want to sleep, you can sleep, and Zhiyue let herself fall asleep quickly.

The surrounding wind is light and the temperature is just right for comfort.The stream flowed between her calves, bringing a burst of coolness, more like patting her to sleep.

She didn't know how long she slept, until Zhiyue felt a change in the light and shadow shining on her head, she opened her eyes slightly.

I thought it was getting dark and the sun was shifting.But when she opened her eyes, she saw a person standing in front of her, leaning over to look at her.

There was also light shining from around the top of the man's head, hiding his face in the shadow of the backlight, but it made him look like a halo, mysterious and smooth.

Zhiyue was stunned, propped up half of her body on her elbows, and stared at the... man in front of her who shielded her from the sun.

"Ah... Mo." No need for more conjectures, just looking at this person's silhouette, or even feeling his breath, one can conclude that this person is Qing Mo.

"Yeah." Qing Mo's voice was gentle and pleasant, more elegant and elegant than two years ago.

If it wasn't for this person standing in front of her, Zhiyue would even have the illusion of dreaming.Because he is too erratic.

"How did you hurt like this?" Qing Mo's voice was still very flat, as calm as saying "Long time no see" and "The weather is fine".

Then Qing Mo leaned over and sat down, next to Zhiyue, and at the same time let go of his long legs and stretched them into the stream.

The shoulders of the two were almost touching, and Zhiyue could even feel the warm body temperature of Qing Mo's body through the clothes.But she couldn't say a word, she just felt her throat was stuck.

"Can I take off the face scarf?" Qing Mo said softly, stretching out her slender index finger to pick up a strand of hair from Zhiyue's ear.He gently tucked her hair behind her ears, and at the same time touched the hook of the veil.

Zhiyue hesitated for a moment, and said "Yes".Then he said, "It hurts a bit, take it easy."

"Okay." Qing Mo smiled, and the stunning and confused smile on that beautiful handsome face made Zhiyue slightly dazed.

He lifted the veil from behind the ears, but it stuck in a few spots from scabs on his face.

"I want to use some water, it will hurt." Qing Mo said, instead of waiting for Zhiyue's consent, he rinsed in the stream with one hand.

Zhiyue clearly saw that Qing Mo's slender and white fingers were stained with crystal drops of water. When his big hand touched the veil, the pain was not very severe, but felt a burst of coolness.

"Okay." Qing Mo's hand exerted a little force again, picking up the whole veil.

Zhiyue only felt a little pain at this time, but it was about to disappear before the pain passed through her brain.

There was still a smile on the corner of Qing Mo's mouth, so peaceful and warm, so stunning, as if what he was touching was a treasure in this world, even if there were some flaws, it was just a treasure stained with a little bit of human fireworks.

"It doesn't hurt." Zhiyue finally found her voice and said softly.

"Well, the injury was milder than I thought." Qing Mo flattened the corners of his mouth and pursed his lips slightly.

Qing Mo, who had lost his smile, showed a bit of man's rigidity, and the maturity and stability of a man in his twenties, which made Zhiyue slightly suffocated and oppressed when he saw it.

"I wanted to wait for you to find me, but I still came because I was worried." Qing Mo sighed softly, and said, "I didn't expect it to be a bit late. But..."

Qing Mo's fingertips lightly poked a wound on the bridge of Zhiyue's nose, causing Zhiyue to frown and "hiss".

"But it can be cured." After Qing Mo finished speaking, he casually took out a wide-mouthed white porcelain bottle, or it could also be called a porcelain jar.Pull out the plug, and wipe it casually on Zhiyue's face.

Whether it's the action of Qing Mo taking out the porcelain jar, or the expression on his face picking up pieces of ointment, or the random application, Zhiyue feels that the movements are not casual.

At the same time, Zhiyue also seemed to feel that her injury was really not that serious.Because Qing Mo has not shown the slightest panic or distress since seeing her.

Zhiyue's hand by her side tightened slightly, a handful of grass had already been pulled in her palm.

Qing Mo's eyes swept slightly, and asked softly: "Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt at all." Zhiyue then relaxed her palm, and gently rubbed the little bit of mud on her palm with her fingers, and her mood became casual.

Qing Mo is not worried, that's great.At first, she was very afraid that Qing Mo would be nervous, and even yell at herself twice, scolding her for acting without authorization and doing such a dangerous thing.

But now Qing Mo's calmness and gentleness made Zhiyue more relaxed.

In fact, she just felt that she had no regrets before. Her face was ruined and she really had no regrets.

But she didn't say that she didn't feel bad, she really didn't want to wear a veil for the rest of her life, and it would scare people when she took off the veil.

It's all right now, Qing Mo's attitude made Zhiyue completely relieved, she felt that her face could still be healed, and little flames of joy also swished out.

"Okay, the ointment has to be applied every day." Qing Mo finally wiped the ointment left on her fingertips on the tip of Zhiyue's nose, and while putting away the small white porcelain pot, said: "I will leave the matter of applying the ointment to you." Do it for me."

"It's been hard work." Zhiyue clasped her fists at Qingmo, with an air of pride.

Qing Mo still smiled lightly, retracted his long legs that had been soaking in the stream, and wrapped his arms around his knees.Then she leaned her head on her arm and tilted her head to look at Zhiyue.

(End of this chapter)