The concubine is enchanting: the favorite princess

Chapter 199 Wrap Him Up
Mo Li turned over and sat up, leaning on the footrest under Feng Yao's bed as last time, but this time he sat even more crooked, with his body leaning to one side and supporting the bed with his elbows, his head was also lowered, so he couldn't see him at this moment. expression.But listening to the tone, he said with a smile: "So I know that you don't want me to be arrested."

Feng Yao asked again: "How did you get hurt?" Feng Yao remembered the time when the guards in the palace appeared, a thought suddenly came to his mind, and his face turned red and hot unconsciously.

"I can walk out of the capital, but I may not be able to go back to Yunqing Country. Some people don't want me to go back, so this road is full of killers." Mo Li took a breath, and still supported the edge of the bed with one hand, and the one hand was loose. He opened the skirt of his clothes a little, and said to Feng Yao: "Find a piece of clean white cloth."

"Oh." Feng Yao didn't pay attention at first, but with the strong smell of blood coming out, Feng Yao lowered his head to look at Mo Li.He couldn't help but gasped when he saw it.

There was a wound on Mo Li's left rib. The blood wasn't too much, but the area around the wound had swelled to a purple color, and in the center of the wound, an arrow shaft that was only a few inches long could be seen.

Feng Yao panicked inexplicably, his lips trembled unconsciously, even if he gritted his teeth, he felt powerless all over.He wanted to get up and look for the white cloth, but he couldn't stand up from the bed after holding his arms twice. It felt like his feet were so soft that he was stepping on a ball of cotton.

Hearing that Feng Yao hadn't moved, Mo Li looked up and saw her pale face staring at the wound between his ribs, her teeth clenched tightly, her shoulders trembling, and then she knew that she was frightened.He hurriedly pulled up his skirt and took a deep breath, reaching out to pull the pillow cover on the bed.She tried her best to smile and said, "This is also fine, you can sit facing in."

Seeing Feng Yao still not moving, looking at him with good eyes, Mo Li frowned helplessly, and said: "I really have no strength to turn around, if you can't move and you don't want to look, then close your eyes."

After finishing speaking, Mo Li reached out and took out a dagger from inside his boot.The dagger was thinner and narrower than ordinary daggers, and the blade and handle were almost the same length.As soon as the moonlight shines, the cold light is cold.

Mo Li put the dagger in his hand, opened his clothes again, and gestured at the arrow shaft exposed from his wound, as if he really didn't know what to do.

Only then did Feng Yao come back to his senses, and asked in a trembling voice, "You...you want to dig it out?"

"Well, I'm afraid they will rot together if they stay in the flesh." After Mo Li finished speaking, he wanted to strike, but he glanced at Feng Yao, and pouted towards the direction behind her.

Feng Yao looked back puzzled, but there was nothing behind him except the wall.At this moment, a "poof" was heard, which was the slight sound of a dagger piercing the flesh.Feng Yao's heart trembled, and his whole body trembled.In the ear, it seems to be able to hear the sharp sound of the sharp blade moving against the bone seam between the ribs.

"Hiss..." Mo Li's gasping sound was accompanied by a stronger bloody smell.

Feng Yao's heart twitched violently.But he couldn't bear it anymore, turned his head and squatted next to Mo Li, pulled the silk with one hand and was torn apart with a "stab" sound, and then pressed a ball around the wound between Mo Li's ribs.

The broken arrowhead was dug out and thrown on the ground, Mo Li leaned his head on the edge of the bed, his hands were bloodied and limply hanging beside his side, the dagger also fell to the ground.

Feng Yao, on the other hand, used the cloth ball in his hand to tightly hold down the blood gurgling wound on Mo Li's rib.But unexpectedly, Feng Yao's hands stopped shaking, and became strong and steady.Although he still clenched his teeth, his eyes became determined.

"Okay, is there any wound medicine?" Mo Li felt that the blood loss from the wound was obviously slow, so he took the cloth ball from Feng Yao's hand and held it down.

"No." Feng Yao shook his head, how could she prepare wound medicine here.

But after thinking about it, he got up and rummaged in the drawer of the cabinet, then came over with two small porcelain bottles, pulled out the stoppers and held them in front of Mo Li, motioning him to smell them, and said: "One is honey blended with comfrey oil, One is that the honey has mixed the pollen and wormwood ash, both of which should have some effect."

The comfrey oil blended by Fengyao is actually used to remove rashes due to the heat and humidity in summer; while the honey wormwood ointment is applied to the mosquito bites, which can reduce swelling and itching, and has a good mosquito repellent effect.However, both of these also have the effect of healing trauma, and honey can also stop bleeding and astringe, so Feng Yao gave Mo Li a try.

Mo Li felt it was funny when he smelled it, but he still nodded, "Anything is fine, let's do everything." After saying that, he let go of the wound he had been pressing on, revealing the bloody hole where the broken arrow was pulled out.

Feng Yao swallowed his saliva, frowning, his expression was not very good-looking.But he still endured the trembling and poured out some honey comfrey oil, and applied it to the wound that was still bleeding.

Mo Li watched Feng Yao's fingertips touch her wound and was still trembling slightly, grabbed her hand, snatched the bottle from her hand, and said in a deep voice, "I'll do it myself, you go over there handwashing."

Feng Yao's hands were indeed stained with a lot of blood, and it was only when Mo Li said it that they felt sticky.He rubbed his two little hands together, but he didn't get up, but pulled two more pieces of the silk quilt, picked off the burrs on the edge, folded it into a square and sent it to Moli's hand.

When Mo Li took it over, he glanced at Feng Yao and smiled.Then he pressed it on the wound, took another piece of cloth that was handed over, and wrapped it between his ribs.

But maybe it was because Mo Li was too clumsy, or he was unable to move after being injured, or it was more likely that the half-open clothes were in the way; in short, he wrapped the cloth around his body a few times and then loosened it, even the cloth that was pressing the wound The cloth also fell off, revealing the wound that had been smeared with honey comfrey oil again. Although it stopped bleeding, it was bruised and bloody and horribly bloody.

Feng Yao gritted his teeth and grabbed the cloth strip in his hand, and said like an order: "Take off your outer shirt, I'll tie it up for you."

Mo Li raised her beautiful eyebrows, her smile was still so wild.But the action of undressing was extraordinarily difficult, and it seemed that the injury was indeed serious.

When Mo Li took off his coat and inner coat, Feng Yao's mouth twitched, and he bit his lower lip tightly.

It's been a long time since she saw him with bare arms like this, in fact, she only saw him two or three times in total.Before leaving Xuecheng, he broke into Junyifang with bare arms, but if the quilt was twisted on the bed, Feng Yao didn't want to look too much.

But looking at it now, in addition to the arrow wound between the ribs, there are countless small wounds on the shoulder blade, chest, abdomen, and arms.But it has all healed, but the color is different from the normal skin color, and it is still pink tender flesh.What's more, I don't know if he has the same wound on his back, which I haven't seen yet.

"Is this... the injury you got in Xuecheng?" Feng Yao asked pretending to be calm, while re-bandaging the arrow wound in his rib.

(End of this chapter)