The black-bellied prince is soft and cute

Chapter 181: The Meal Comes to Open Your Mouth (2)
"Why are you so thin now?" Shui Qianxun stretched out her arms, trying to wrap her arms around Huangfu's strong waist, and wanted to measure his waistline. Is it her illusion, or is he really thinner?

Before she touched Huangfu's waist, she felt her arms tightened, and Huangfu's hands had been grabbed by him, imprisoned in his arms, unable to move.

"Don't touch around." Huangfu said leisurely.

Emma, ​​you are allowed to hug my sister, but not allowed to touch you?Shui Qianxun was resentful, but then sniffled his nose and asked in doubt, "Are you injured? Why is there a bloody smell? Where is the blood?"

As she spoke, she stretched her neck, wanting to see Huangfu Xun's back. She remembered that he used his back to block her from an arrow that day. Could it be that the arrow wound has not healed after all these days?

"Mo Chu has a nosebleed." Huangfu said leisurely, his arms tightened, so someone's head was stretched out halfway, and then it was forced to shrink back.

"Nosebleed? Could it be that he saw a beautiful woman without clothes?" Shui Qianxun continued to wonder, didn't all internal injuries vomit blood?
Mo Chu, who was standing beside Huangfu Zi, pressed his nose silently, and a stream of blood flowed out of his nostril immediately, and he took another step silently, so that Shui Qianxun could see clearly that he was really having a nosebleed.

"My nose is hurt." Shui Qianxun heaved a sigh of relief.

Mo Chu nodded, silently looking at the floating clouds in the sky.

Mo Shuang, who was standing behind Huangfu Xun, silently looked at the back shoulder of His Highness the Crown Prince. On the snow-white clothes, bloodstains were bleeding, and the arrow wound was cracking more and more severely.

But obviously at this time, there is no way to treat the wound for the master.

"Go back to the other courtyard." Huangfu Xun said lightly.

The beauty in blue on the cliff watched Huangfu Xun and his party disappear from sight, her face became thoughtful, confused, dissatisfied, sad, and angry.

But immediately, he smiled lowly: "It's easy to wake up from a good dream."

Before he finished speaking, he flicked his hand, unlocked Huangfuyi's acupoints, and left in the air.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..." Yan Ziqiu's voice came from afar.

Soon, Yan Ziqiu arrived with Fei Yuwei, and he saw Huangfu Yi standing behind the cliff with his hands behind his back, his black clothes fluttering in the mountain wind, his tall back, showing loneliness and loneliness.

"Let's go." After a long time, Huangfu turned around and went down the mountain, Yan Ziqiu didn't dare to ask more questions, and left the cliff behind him.

On the empty cliff, only the mountain wind roared past, and on the big tree not far away, the blue clothes of Tianshui were hidden among the branches and leaves, and a lazy smile flashed across Chu Li's shining eyes.

The main house of Tianhu Bieyuan.

As soon as Huangfu came back, he directly threw her into the bathroom in his room, and asked her to throw away all the things on her that he didn't like.

When he said this, Huangfu stared at Shui Qianxun's feet a few times. The shoes made of fox fur could tell who made them.

How could she use what another man gave her!

Seeing Shui Qianxun take off his fox leather shoes with his own eyes and throwing them towards him angrily, Huangfu left the bathroom in satisfaction.

When he arrived at the outer study room, Mo Shuang had already taken the medicine and clean cloth strips and waited there, with a worried expression on his face. The arrow wound on the master's back would take another month or two to heal after such a blow.

Now the situation of the government and the opposition is unclear, King Xi Huangfu intends to come back, the master is in danger, if the injury is delayed, it is always a hidden danger.

Mo Shuang untied the white cloth on his shoulders. The wound that had already scabbed had been completely torn open. In the blurred flesh and blood, even white fascia could be seen. Mo Shuang, a person who walked out of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood , and couldn't help but gasp, the hand holding the medicine trembled suddenly, and the medicine powder almost spilled on the ground.

(End of this chapter)