Pampering the sea

"But why... this person appeared on our ship in women's clothing?"

"Because the people from Xue Te's father-in-law's family wanted to kill him, so he would disguise himself as a woman."

Yan Zhan looked at Kong Luo who saw through the world of mortals: "If Chief Xue Te knew that he was killed by us, he would definitely kill us. No matter how powerful you are, can you beat the East India Company?"

Can this group of rabble, without the protection of the government, compete with the regular Dutch army with many ocean-going ships?A few cannons can blow them out, just a matter of seconds.

He sat on the ground as if powerless, and sighed in a low voice: "This time, even I was implicated."

His superb acting skills made everyone flustered. Someone immediately leaned over to Xin Yue's side, and one of them yelled loudly while exploring Xin Yue's breath:

"He's not dead, he's not dead!"

Yan Zhan looked reluctant to approach, and sighed: "I tried his breath just now, there is no way he didn't die. You guys are too wild."

But he clearly moved his body towards Xin Yue, with an expression of anticipation that was just right.

If Xin Yue opened his eyes and saw this scene, he would definitely not be able to help but praise Yan Zhan's acting skills again, because he played the role of a subordinate who hoped that the boss's male pet would live, but refused to admit that he had made a mistake in his judgment.

"It's really not dead. I don't believe that the deputy came to check. You may have been too nervous just now and couldn't feel the son's breathing."

There was light in Yan Zhan's eyes: "Really?"

Trembling, he stretched his hand under Xin Yue's nose, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, he's not dead yet." He seemed to think of something, his voice was a little harsh, "Hurry up and take the antidote for him."

"Yes!"

Yan Zhan's rhetoric and actions were exquisite and ingenious, and the clothes were seamless, turning black into white.

Xin Yue felt that this was the legendary three-inch tongue.

After Xin Yue took the medicine, Yan Zhan took Xin Yue on his back and walked quickly to the cabin. Before leaving, he did not forget to say to the pirates who repeatedly said they were offended:

"Remember, don't tell about Chief Xuete's masculinity, or you will know the consequences."

"Yes, Lord Lieutenant!"

Yan Zhan nodded with a solemn expression, and then said: "This young master needs to rest, so don't disturb any of you."

"Yes!"

After carrying Xin Yue into the room, Yan Zhan breathed a sigh of relief.

After confirming again and again that there was no one listening to the corner, Yan Zhan frowned and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xin Yue sat up from the bed, pursed his lips, and did not speak.

"Oh? Are you having a fight with Chu Zhiling?" Yan Zhan's expression was full of probing, but there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

Xin Yue's gratitude to him for saving her disappeared into the sky, she raised her eyebrows, and uttered a few words that drove Yan Zhan crazy:

"none of your business."

"you……"

Although Yan Zhan was unhappy with her swearing, seeing her look of shame and anger, he knew that his guess should be correct, and she had a deadlock with Chu Zhiling.

A smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth, and Yan Zhan walked back and forth in front of Xin Yue with his hands behind his back:

"Only those pirates will think you are a woman. Look at you, you are as strong as a man, your mouth is dirty, and your personality is fierce. What's more, with your thin body, you can do whatever you want. Apart from the face, there are no obvious feminine features at all."

Xin Yue glared at him angrily: "You deserve a beating."

She was about to speak again, when suddenly a mouthful of blood came out of her mouth.

Yan Zhan gave her the handkerchief, knowing that it was the blood vomited up due to detoxification, so naturally he was not too nervous, but moved his lips in a good mood:

"Being told the truth by me, you vomited blood in shame and anger?"

"You're boring." Xin Yue gave him a blank look.

After vomiting blood, Xin Yue felt extremely weak. When she moved her body, heart-piercing pain came from her arms and calves, and blood wet her white clothes.

The wound still had some residual toxicity, Xin Yue bit her lip in pain, she tore off the clothes on her shoulders with a swipe, perhaps because the pain temporarily paralyzed her consciousness, she belatedly realized that there was a man in the room, she lifted Eyes, the voice is cold:

"get out."

Yan Zhan looked at her face as pale as snow, with a trace of worry on his handsome face: "Do you want me to help you?"

"unnecessary."

Xin Yue's refusal was firm.

Yan Zhan didn't make fun of himself, he took a long step and was about to walk out, but the next moment the girl groaned in pain and groaned in his ears, he paused, turned around, only to see Xin Yue collapsed in sweat profusely. On the bed, clutching his bleeding shoulder, his little face wrinkled into a ball.

"Hey, Xin Yue!"

Yan Zhan hurried back to the bed, patting Xin Yue's cheek with his big palm: "Is the wound hurting?"

Xin Yue seemed speechless, Yan Zhan hurried out the door, quickly fetched fresh water from a special place, then pushed the door and ran to the bed, helped Xin Yue up, leaned her head on his shoulder, and held her The clothes that were not completely torn off were torn apart, and she wiped the wound seriously and quickly.

The bloody water had already dissipated, and the white and tender shoulders were exposed in Yan Zhan's field of vision. After being washed, they looked more clear. When the fingers collided, it was like a piece of warm jade flowing in his heart.

She leaned on his shoulder in that weak posture, her low and slightly drooping side face was clean, flawless and charming.

Yan Zhan stared at the wound on her shoulder. Weird bruises had fainted around her. It should be the toxin remaining around the wound. Without thinking, Yan Zhan lowered his head and approached her shoulder, quickly sucking the blood oozing from her wound. , and spit it out drop by drop.

"Hey, Yan Zhan..."

Xin Yue didn't lose consciousness, she just couldn't speak because of the pain. Now that Yan Zhan took drugs, her pain was slightly relieved. She raised her bright eyes like water, looked towards him, and spoke slowly:

"Actually, I'm very white, so I look like a woman?"

Yan Zhan looked at her with a bitter smile on his face: "Why is your thinking different from normal people?"

"what?"

"In this case, you should say something like expressing your deep gratitude for my good care."

"It's not that I want you to take care of me."

"you……"

"What's more," Xin Yue seemed to be very tired, his eyelids gradually closed, and his words became lighter and lighter, "If I didn't think you were in danger and came to save you, I wouldn't have made it like this..."

Hearing this, Yan Zhan's original suffocation dissipated, and a very faint smile crept onto his thin lips.

Yan Zhan quickly bandaged Xin Yue's shoulders. He put Xin Yue, who was about to fall asleep, away, then opened her skirt, grabbed her thin and boneless ankle, and concentrated on lifting the pain on her calf. The wound comes.

After finishing, Yan Zhan felt that Xin Yue's whole body was twitching, he hugged her tightly in panic, and said in a soothing tone:

"what happened to you?"