Divine Doctor's Daughter: Emperor, please marry me!

Yanqing went back to her residence.

Yu Mo lived next to him. At this time, he was lying obliquely on the tree trunk of his yard, his hands resting on his head, dangling his legs.

Hearing the movement, Yu Mo turned his head and looked this way.

Seeing Yan Qing pushing the door in, he was a little surprised.

"Why did you come back so soon?"

Yanqing didn't speak and went straight to the house.

Looking from the side, there was no wave on junleng's face, but his whole body was inexplicably cold.

Yu Mo was even more strange. He sat up and whistled.

"Hey, you came back after such a long time. Didn't you say a few more words with the eighth God envoy?"

No.

Yan Qing steps.

"She's busy."

Yu Mo was stunned: "what is she busy with“

Yan Qing is concise and comprehensive:

"Lin Zhifei was injured and unconscious, and she was responsible for it later“

Yu Mo stared.

"Isn't it?"

He jumped in front of Yan Qing and looked at him unbelievably.

"Since he was so seriously injured and unconscious, doesn't she have to take care of all the matters after that? Can you bear it? "

The magic palace is not without other heavenly doctors. Why did you choose Xiao Ba?

Yan Qing's eyebrows jumped slightly and went on without saying a word.

He doesn't want to continue the topic now.

Yu Mo grabbed him:

"Ah - wait! So you just look at it? Lin Zhifei's appearance and demeanor are excellent. I take care of him every day... "

Yan Qing's eyes fell on him, cold.

He coughed with ink.

"Well, brother, I didn't mean to hit you! Originally, your condition is also good, but your temper is too hard and your face is too smelly! You say you have a cold face all day. Which girl can like it? Although Lin Zhifei is always light, at least he is gentle and polite. You're no better than your head“

Yanqing's eyes drooped slightly.

Residual ink flexure head:

"By the way, didn't you intend to see the emperor before? Didn't you say? "

Yan Qingdun.

"Look again."

Yu Mo's face was tangled.

"Still dragging? No more drag your daughter-in-law! "

Yan Qing didn't want to say any more. As soon as the scabbard was picked, she bypassed Yu Mo and walked forward.

Yu Mo narrowly avoided and grabbed his shoulder:

"Listen to me --"

Suddenly, his face changed.

Yanqing's left shoulder is sticky and slippery.

He drew back his hand, full of red blood.

"You're hurt!"

Yanqing didn't speak, as if she was impatient and entered the room.

Yu Mo was stunned and hurriedly followed him in.

I didn't notice it just now. When I looked carefully, I found that Yan Qing's lip color seemed to be faint and white.

He took off his coat, picked the tip of his sword, and tore open his left sleeve to reveal his tough, thin upper body.

Maybe it's because I didn't deal with it well before. My clothes have stuck to the wound.

However, Yan Qing's face did not change, so she pulled it off directly, brought up a piece of flesh and blood, and the wound was torn again.

Yu Mo took a look, and sure enough, he saw a long wound spread from his shoulder to his chest, through the clavicle, only an inch away from his heart.

The flesh and blood turned over, and the bone was almost visible.

Yu Mo screwed up his eyebrows.

Yan Qing didn't deal with such a serious injury. She just wrapped it tightly with her clothes and came back?

Because of this, he covered up very well. If yu Mo didn't pull his shoulder, he wouldn't be aware of his injury.

"What's the matter with this injury? Left in the God ruins? "

Yanqing didn't speak, but went to fetch water and began to deal with the wound by herself.

A basin of clear water was soon dizzy and stained with rich blood.

He started taking medicine again.

Yu Mo sat opposite him.

”What's the matter with you? Such an injury has been delayed until now“ Yu Mo smiled angrily, "do you think you're iron?"

Yanqing bowed her head. The wound had become purulent and looked shocking.

Bursts of tingling came, and his shoulder trembled slightly, but there was no pain. Even the look on his face was as cold as ever.

It seems that what he is dealing with is not his own injury, but that of others.

When the medicine was finished, he said:

"Time is tight."

The simple words stunned Yu mo.

They worked together for many years, and he understood Yan Qing's meaning almost in an instant.

It should be that the situation in the Shenxu community is urgent. In addition, Lin Zhifei is seriously injured and can't delay. He hasn't been able to make time to deal with his injury.

With Yan Qing's character, it's not surprising that he would do such a thing.

But

"Does the eighth God know?"

Yanqing has already started dressing up, slightly drooping her head, with no expression on her face.

"I don't know."

......

"Yan Qing is hurt. Why don't you let me say“

Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu walked hand in hand.

There was silence around. Occasionally, a few pink and white peach petals floated down and fell on the bluestone board.

"Although the bloody smell was suppressed by him, it should still be very serious“

Rong Xiu held her hand and raised his eyebrow.

"He doesn't want people to know, so why expose it."

Chu Liuyue thought for a moment.

That said, but injuries

"What's the matter with keeping it from me all the time."

Rong Xiu smiled.

"If he wants to say it, he will say it."

Chu Liuyue was stunned and suddenly realized something.

"You mean --"

Rong Xiu smiled and said nothing.

After pondering for a moment, Chu Liuyue said:

"Emperor, your people are just like you... Do you have so many thoughts“

Rong xiudao:

"That's not true. That's his nature. He never said anything when he was hurt. However, he should soon know that some words must be said and some injuries must be shown. "

Chu Liuyue: "... Our little eight is really poor."

Then she took out some green plums from her sleeve and stuffed them into her mouth.

The sweet and sour breath filled the lips and teeth in an instant.

She narrowed her eyes slightly.

Rong Xiu looked at her and suddenly stepped forward.

Chu Liuyue turned his head puzzled.

"What's the matter?"

Her cheeks were still bulging and her speech was a little vague.

Rong Xiu was silent for a long time and said:

"Yue'er, instead of worrying about others, you'd better think about being a husband."

Chu Liuyue opened his eyes slightly in surprise and was puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

The world is his. What can we think about?

Let's trim the eyebrows and move.

He's probably going to be said to be useless.