Love in Xuancheng

Feng moye didn't answer her either. He got up straight and walked around behind Shen Xingyue. He picked up the silk handkerchief and carefully wiped the water trace on Shen Xingyue's forehead. His look became very soft.

"Don't move, they'll die if they leave a scar." the voice was gentle, lazy and casual, but it made people cold all over after listening to it.

"It's OK to scrape a little skin. It'll be fine in a few days!" Shen Xingyue waved her hand indifferently. It seems that he remembered something again and turned to look at the wind.

"Haven't we quitted our marriage? Don't you think it's wrong to stand here in the middle of the night and watch the boudoir woman take a bath?"

"Because of Dr. Lu?" with the chilly voice of the wind moye, the air began to condense rapidly.

"What --?" Shen Xingyue tightly encircled her shivering body with her arms, her upper teeth knocking and her lower teeth trembling.

Feng moye suddenly recovered, hurriedly pulled the clothes on the shelf and wrapped Shen Xingyue, took her out of the water and hugged her tightly in her arms.

"Sorry!" Feng moye said in a low voice, very remorse and apologized.

"Ha?" Shen Xingyue was confused by Feng moye's behavior. "It's all right. You let me go first. It seems that our eight characters really don't match and are not suitable for meeting, so the farther we are away, the better. It's better to stay away from each other! I've seen you three times in total, and I'm almost frozen to death by you twice. Oh, by the way, I'll slap you for the first time!"

Alas, cherish life and stay away from the sword.

Feng moye listened to Shen Xingyue's words, his eyes began to dim, and his body was obviously stiff. He slowly loosened the man in his arms, stepped back, took out a small green bottle from his arms and put it in Shen Xingyue's palm.

"You can only apply the king's medicine!" Feng moye said and looked in the direction of the door. It was full of warning. There was a great sense that if you don't apply or apply other people's medicine, people outside will lose their lives.

Before Shen Xingyue could react, he only heard the sound of the door being opened.

"Miss, are you finished bathing?" Caiyu rushed in with a smile and turned to close the door. He looked up and down at his young lady and complained, "just call your maidservant inside. The maidservant has been guarding outside the door and dare not leave for half a step. You don't need to open the door to find it. What can you do if you catch a cold?"

Shen Xingyue turned her head and looked around the room with her eyes. There was no half a figure. If it weren't for the bottle of medicine in her hand, she really thought she was hallucinating.

"You've been guarding outside the door for half a step? Haven't you heard any sound?" Shen Xingyue asked Caiyu.

"Didn't you hear a voice! Ah? -- Miss, did you call me?" just after answering, Caiyu suddenly looked up at Shen Xingyue blankly, with a trace of self reproach in her eyes. I thought I didn't work hard, so the young lady came out to find her herself. It would be a great sin if she caught cold.

"HMM. put this away and paint it for me!" Shen Xingyue handed the medicine bottle given by Feng moye to Caiyu.

Caiyu looked at the emerald green bottle in her hand and hesitated for a moment. Then she quickly regained her consciousness and walked quickly to the clothes rack.

Eh? According to the girl's words, she kept at the door without leaving a step or hearing any sound. The door was not opened by the girl, and the girl thought she opened the door to find her.

What brain is this? There's more than a screen between your lady and the door, okay?

Was it opened by the ten sword? But how did he leave unconsciously Shen Xingyue is busy thinking about what just happened. She skillfully cooperates with picking jade to dress herself.

Alas! In fact, what can we do if we don't cooperate? Looking at those cloth strips, Shen Xingyue is at a loss. She really doesn't know how to wear them. Since she has accepted this identity, let her go. And the discomfort of being touched has long been used to it. Continue to bear it!