After rebirth, I became the black moonlight of the tyrant

Chapter 476 He thought the son was going to climb over the wall
Yin Jiuqing directly ignored him as air.

Opening the curtain, she jumped out of the carriage, inadvertently touched the wound on her back, a sharp pain came, but she passed by without saying a word.

Under the eyes of the three people, she walked in towards the gate.

Chongyang: "..."

He thought the young master was going to climb over the wall.

Yin Jiuqing walked all the way towards Li Cang's courtyard, and after a while, he heard a familiar sound of the piano.

The tune is still the one I was familiar with, but, in this short period of time, I have already played countless places wrongly.

Shaking her head helplessly, she strode up to him, "Wrong play."

The violin stopped abruptly.

Li Cang raised his head abruptly, and saw her standing in front of him at a glance.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared when he saw her pale appearance.

"What’s wrong with you?"

"It's okay, I was taught a lesson by the family law." She said calmly.

Hearing this, panic flashed clearly in his eyes, he got up and walked up immediately.

At a glance, he saw the scarlet on her back, and the blood-stained clothes wrapped around her slender body, which looked particularly distressing.

His eyes tightened, and he wanted to reach out to touch her wound, but he was afraid of hurting her, "Does it hurt?"

"pain."

Li Cang didn't speak any more, just took her hand and walked all the way into the room.

As soon as he entered, he hastily took out the golden sore medicine, and asked someone to fetch clean water by the way.

Yin Jiuqing was lying on the soft couch, her eyes trembled a few times, and finally closed.

Li Cang got ready and strode up to her.

As if thinking of something, he paused lightly, "Xiao Jiu, clothes...clothes..."

"Take off yourself." Her sleepy voice came indistinctly.

"..." Li Cang stood in front of her helplessly, a faint crimson color appeared on Zhang Qingyu's face, extremely tangled.

When his eyes fell on her back again, he took a deep breath.

Sitting down on the side of the couch, he gently unfastened her belt with one hand.

Yin Jiuqing was drowsy with her eyes closed, but even so, she could hear the thunderous heartbeat after another.

Also, gasping for breath, that is the most authentic appearance reflected by the extreme tension.

"Xiao Jiu..." he murmured, "Poor...poor monk...offended..."

Yin Jiuqing couldn't help but hooked her red lips, but ignored him.

"Sin, sin." He muttered in a low voice, and then tremblingly peeled off her clothes along his shoulders.

Finally, it stopped below the waist.

Looking at the cloth wrapped around his body, he felt embarrassed again, "Xiao Jiu..."

"Just cut it with scissors."

He blushed and nodded.

He found scissors, hesitated for a moment, and then cut off the corset completely.

Looking at the criss-cross scars on her back, he frowned.

Taking a clean towel, he wiped the blood on it carefully for her, his movements were extremely gentle, for fear of hurting her.

"Xiao Jiu, does it hurt?" He asked worriedly.

"pain."

"The poor monk is more gentle."

Afterwards, Yin Jiuqing could barely feel the force, and her back was itchy, so she didn't speak any more.

After finally cleaning the wound, he sprinkled the golden sore medicine on it.

At this time, Yin Jiuqing, who had been silent all this time, suddenly sighed, which made him stop immediately in fright.

(End of this chapter)