Restarting Life After Forcibly Marrying the Demon King

You will feel the warm blood flowing on your hands, and your life will disappear little by little.

Milia still remembers that when she had to stab the dagger into the enemy's heart, her hands couldn't stop shaking no matter what.

The hands are covered with blood, and the feeling of fear can make the mind go blank.

So she deeply understood that Luo Ning's seemingly calm expression, and even being able to contain his emotions to comfort her, were all because of his tenderness towards her...Behind the tenderness, there was a piece of restraint My heart is actually trembling.

A little cold, the white clothes on her body were sticky from the rain, sticking to her skin, as if trying to absorb the last bit of her heat.

But Luo Ning's embrace is so warm, she is willing to immerse herself in it.

"I'm such an idiot. I clearly said I wanted to protect you, but in the end, it was you who protected me...Why am I so stupid as a master...I'm so useless."

Milia knew that her head was hot and her mind was in a daze, but she seemed to be more awake than ever.

"But... thank you, Luo Ning."

Milia grabbed Luo Ning's hand.

There was still blood on his hand, it was the right hand that had held the dagger, and the blood flowed down the veins of the dagger when it pierced the enemy's blood vessels.

Luo Ning saw the blood on his hands, he wiped it on his clothes casually, and then put it back into Milia's hands.

Probably because she didn't want her hands to be stained with blood.

Milia's nose was sore, and her five fingers clasped tightly.

"Close your eyes, Lorraine."

Miria suddenly raised her head.

The face was very close to Luo Ning.

The small bunch of stupid hairs on her head that always tend to be rebellious and curled up became submissive because of being wet by the rain, and stuck to her head quietly.

Milia wasn't smiling, but when she pursed her lips sadly, the dimples at the corners of her mouth still appeared.

The light red almond eyes are no longer foggy and hazy.

Smart light flashed in the transparent eyes, and Milia's lips were slightly separated.

She wanted to say something, but the sour nose and astringent throat seemed not to allow her to speak.

Luo Ning seemed to have guessed what she was going to do.

But he didn't listen to Miria's words and closed his eyes.

The two just stared at each other quietly.

"Shut up..."

Milia sniffed a little, she muttered, raised her weak hand, and covered Luo Ning's eyes.

Her fingertips were cold, and Luo Ning's eyes were dark.

In the darkness, he could feel the other party's breath approaching.

Luo Ning bowed slightly, and the height of his head gradually decreased.

Not knowing if the position was correct, Luo Ning put his arms around Milia's waist and slowly lowered his body.

His sudden initiative made Milia stunned.

Seeing his approaching face, she involuntarily closed her eyes.

Like a piece of juicy jelly just taken out of the refrigerator, her lips are also a little cold, but sweet and quite soft.

With just a light touch, Luo Ning straightened his back again.

"you you you you……"

Miria suddenly panicked.

She just covered Luo Ning's eyes, really wanting to kiss him secretly.

Because she was afraid that the other party would see her blushing and heart beating, she chose to cover Luo Ning's eyes, but she didn't expect that Luo Ning would take a step ahead...

"Lololo...you, how could you be so sneaky...kiss kiss master..."

Normally, Milia wouldn't be so nervous, but now, she can't find the north.

The body's own heat plus the temperature raised by her panic caused her to stutter even when she was panicking.

"Slap."

Luo Ning put a wet towel on top of Milia's head.

He took the towel out of the space ring, and it was a little cold after being soaked in water.

There is no refrigerator in the other world, so Milia's forehead can only be cooled down with basic water temperature.

Under Luo Ning's guidance, Milia leaned against the tree trunk.

The slightly cool towel made Milia's head clearer.

She was no longer as panicked as before.

Luo Ning picked up the wooden box in his hand again, and moved it in front of Milia to show her.

"Look, which ones can come in handy?"

"Hmm..." Milia held down the towel on her head and looked down.

"This and this need to be crushed with stones and placed on the wound."

Milia recognized two common medicinal materials, and she stretched out her hand and pointed gently.

Luo Ning nodded and took out the herbs.

"What about the rest? Is there any way to suppress wound infection?"

Luo Ning showed her the box.

Luo Ning didn't know how effective the herbal medicines in this world were, but he felt that in his previous world, a bowl of boiled Chinese medicine required more than ten kinds of medicinal materials, and Milia only chose two out of the full box of herbal medicines. Kind of.

"And this," Milia pointed to the bottle of pink potion in the corner.

"Feed me this," she said.

"Okay." Luo Ning nodded.

He took out a clean cloth, spread it on the ground, and then rolled it with stones little by little.

After crushing the two herbs named by Milia, Luo Ning picked up Milia's white skirt that was stained with mud.

Milia turned her head away, her legs couldn't help being clamped together, and her palms were tightly clutching the grass roots beside her.

Those herbs hurt, but they are amazingly effective.

But what she cares about now is not whether her legs hurt or not, but this strange posture...

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In fact, the process of applying the medicine passed quickly.

Apart from applying the medicine honestly, Luo Ning didn't touch the root of Milia's thigh much.

It's just that apart from the scratches on the outside of the thigh, there were also some scratches on the inside, and Luo Ning took care of them all.

Milia endured the pain and wanted to clamp her legs, but had to force herself to open them. The feeling of shyness mixed with dizziness... This feeling is quite strange.

After applying all the crushed herbs on Milia's wound, Luo Ning opened the bottle of pink medicine that Milia pointed out.

He opened the cork and sniffed lightly in front of his nose.

There is no special smell, just a faint peach blossom aroma.

"What kind of medicine is this?" Luo Ning asked curiously.

"Spring medicine."

Luo Ning: "..."

"Do you believe it?" Miria couldn't help laughing.

Her face was somewhat tired, but when she smiled, the dimples were still sweet.

Seeing that she still had the strength to joke with him, Luo Ning sighed, and stretched out his hand to pinch Milia's face.

Miria didn't even have the strength to resist him, just sat on the ground waiting to be pinched.

"This medicine actually has no effect. After drinking it, different colors will appear on people's extremities, such as toes and fingers... Different colors represent different diseases. I still know a few common ones."

Milia paused, took a breath, and continued.

"So I need to confirm which disease I was infected by the White Demon Dragon, and then I can prescribe the right medicine when I go back."

Milia would always happily explain to Luo Ning in detail, even if she had no physical strength, she would still tell him with a sigh of relief.She sees it as her duty as a master.

"The herbs just now have no healing effect?" Luo Ning asked with a frown.

"I don't even know what kind of disease I'm infected with. Of course it can't be cured... The medicine just now, the big one is to relieve inflammation, and the small green one is to inhibit the spread of the disease."

"The smaller one should not be used excessively, otherwise it will burden the body."

Milia's voice was very soft, not because she wanted to be gentle, but because she really had no strength.

After the sharp pain from the medicinal herbs on the wound disappeared, Milia's remaining strength was almost drawn away.

Luo Ning didn't ask any more questions.

He fed the medicine to Milia, and after putting away the medicine box, he hugged Milia sideways.

At this time, it is definitely not possible to carry her on the back. If the person on the back has no strength, it will easily fall off.

Milia enjoyed such a princess hug, but she didn't have much strength to respond to Luo Ning.

Luo Ning led her through the dense bushes.

The rain has almost stopped, and there are only some raindrops remaining between the leaves, bouncing down the leaves.

Luo Ning returned to the previous cave.

He remembers the way in his head, so it is not difficult to return to the original place.

In the cave, the white feathered dragon pressed its head under its own wings, sleeping soundly.

Luo Ning didn't see Laz at first glance.

Until the white-feathered dragon moved its soft sheep-like ears, and when it realized that Luo Ning had returned, it raised its wings and raised its head excitedly.

It was only then that Luo Ning saw the small figure of Raz in the folds of the white-feathered dragon's folded wings.

Raz really knows how to find a warm place to sleep.

But...Luo Ning still vaguely remembered that when he left, the task he gave Laz was to 'protect the White Feather Dragon', but what happened to this guy who slept heavier than the White Feather Dragon? ?

Luo Ning walked over, but didn't wake Raz up immediately.

He bent down, and gently put down Miria in his arms, and placed it next to the warm body of the white feather dragon.

The body of this hairy dragon is quite warm, like a natural electric blanket.

Milia had already fallen asleep, her breathing was steady, and the temperature on her forehead dropped a little.

Luo Ning didn't intend to sleep, but sat on the stone at the entrance of the cave with his hands propped up, staring at Bai Yulong.

Luo Ning actually wanted to turn sideways to observe Milia's situation, and see if her fingers had changed color.

But the fiery gaze cast by the white-feathered dragon always met Luo Ning's gaze.

Luo Jing looked at it quietly.

The white-feathered dragon blinked a pair of watery dragon pupils, as if showing affection to Luo Ning.

This dragon is really pretty, and he is a frightening dragon clan, but this guy is as cute as a puppet cat.

"Are you male or female?"

Luo Ning suddenly said a word.