Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 49 Be honest with each other
Sun Gulan's face was covered in makeup and her hair was in a mess. She didn't seem to notice that her thoughts were all on Song Xueyi.

"Xueyi, this is..." Sun Gulan's face turned livid and her lips turned white when she bit her lips when she saw the blood stains on Song Xueyi's cuffs.

Clever as she is, how could she fail to understand something, and then looked at Lingjiu, seeing that she was in a state of embarrassment but not injured, her eyes revealed a bit of condemnation.

Lingjiu pursed her lips and said nothing.

"Mother, without Jiu'er, I'm afraid I would have been buried at the bottom of the river." Song Xueyi said seriously.

Sun Gulan's complexion changed, and the eyes she looked at Lingjiu turned into embarrassment and a hint of apology, "Xiaojiu, if I care about it, it will cause chaos, and I'm wrong about you."

Lingjiu shook her head, in fact Song Xueyi was hurt because of her, she promised to protect him but failed.Opening his lips, he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Song Xueyi reaching out to hold his hand.

Looking back, Song Xueyi smiled weakly, "Jiu'er, help me go back."

"I'll carry you." How can you walk when you are injured and cold!
Song Xueyi suppressed a smile.

When Lingjiu didn't know why, Sun Gulan said helplessly and amusedly: "Xiaojiu, you are too young."

"..." Nima, she forgot that she was a loli now!

The child really looked embarrassed again.

Song Xueyi looked at Lingjiu's appearance, and suddenly felt that the wound didn't hurt anymore. She squeezed the child's hand and said softly, "It will be fine for Jiu'er to help me."

Lingjiu silently, willingly, tried her best to act as a human crutch.

It was already late at night when Lingjiu and his party returned to Song's house. Song Xueyi didn't ask the doctor to heal her injuries, saying that she would handle them by herself.

Obviously, this was not the first time Sun Gulan had encountered such a situation, so even though she felt helpless, she let Song Xueyi let her go. In order not to hinder his healing, she repeatedly urged her to leave.

Seeing the expression on her face when she left, Lingjiu knew that she would plan again and again, and would never let the mastermind who hurt Song Xueyi go just like this.

As soon as Sun Gulan left, Song Xueyi dismissed Xiayan again, leaving Lingjiu alone.

Lingjiu looked at him quietly, calm on the surface, but actually uneasy inside.After a while, he said in a nasty voice, "No matter what you want to ask, first deal with the injury, where is the medicine for the trauma, I'll get it for you to rub."

As soon as he opened his mouth, Lingjiu realized that his voice was hoarse due to nervousness, and the rustling sounded a bit pitiful for a child.

A hand was gently placed on her head, sliding along her hair to the back of her head, and then with a little force, she pressed her head against a chest that was not too spacious, "Jiu'er, don't be afraid."

The heartbeat sounded again and again, as peaceful and gentle as Song Xueyi, which got into Lingjiu's ears and made her throat itchy even more.

Then her body flew into the air and was hugged by the injured teenager.

Lingjiu was startled, but didn't dare to struggle, and could only stare at Song Xueyi with disapproving eyes.

Song Xueyi didn't seem to notice, walked to the cabinet where the bath was, and pushed a relief on the wall next to the bath, and then the wall parted a passageway with a height of one person.

There is a secret passage in this room!Lingjiu looked at everything in front of him in surprise.

Song Xueyi walked in with her in his arms, and pushed a mechanism in the secret passage, the wall door was closed, and the candles in the passage were ignited.

This is a secret passage leading to the ground. After walking for about half a stick of incense, they came to a spacious... pharmacy?
Lingjiu looked at the furnishings of the entire room and determined that this was a medicine refining room. Apart from medicine shelves and medicine cabinets, there were only a pair of tables and chairs, an alchemy furnace, a bunch of medicine refining utensils, gloves, medicine cups, and medicine balances. wait.

"Which medicine is used to treat trauma?" Regardless of what this represents, the most important thing is to treat Song Xueyi's injury first.

Song Xueyi casually took a box of ointment from the medicine cabinet.

It can be seen from his skilled behavior that he is extremely familiar with everything here.Lingjiu caught the ointment, jumped out of Song Xueyi's arms, let him sit on the chair, and took off his clothes without hesitation.

Song Xueyi didn't resist her behavior at all, but the tips of his ears were still slightly red upon closer inspection.

The clothes were peeled off one by one, revealing a graceful back, and a scar on the left waist was like a plum blossom in white snow, which had a kind of beauty that made people want to be abused.

Lingjiu can't feel the slightest sense of beauty now, but feels extremely dazzling, and the action of scooping up the ointment is very rough, but when rubbing it on Song Xueyi's wound, it is incredibly gentle, for fear of hurting him.

This gentleness was conveyed to Song Xueyi, causing him to curl his lips, and his smile revealed a bit of happiness and contentment.

"Jiu'er, I asked Mr. Zhao and the others to build this place when I was nine years old."

"Yeah." Lingjiu paused for a second while rubbing the medicine for him.

"Mr. Zhao was also one of the doctors who treated me a few years ago. I will ask every doctor who sees me for advice."

"..." He took the white cloth for healing and wrapped it around his waist after rubbing the medicine.

"Mr. Zhao saw that I have a good understanding, so he stayed for a while longer to teach me. Because of his face, the teachers and teachers of Qingyun College would occasionally come to Song's house to teach me. From the time I was seven to ten years old, I stopped coming."

"Stretch out your hand." Lingjiu rubbed medicine on the scratch on his right arm again.

At this time, Song Xueyi didn't have to turn her back to her anymore, Lingjiu quietly raised her eyes and saw Song Xueyi's peaceful and soft eyes.

"Medicine and medicine are my only interest. The people in Xueyuan are all cultivated by me with medicine."

After tying a bow on Song Xueyi's arm, Lingjiu looked up at him.

Song Xueyi smiled at her, her eyes were bent into half-moon arcs, revealing a trace of youthful cunning, "Jiu'er, you understand what I mean, right?"

Lingjiu couldn't help but be affected by the relaxed atmosphere he created, her mind gradually calmed down, and she whispered: "My eyes can see strange things."

"Yeah." This time, it was Song Xueyi who listened to her.

"Ghosts in heaven and earth, bad luck and bad luck." Lingjiu put the ointment in his hand on the table beside him, staring at Song Xueyi for a moment, "I practice a weird skill, it's not like a warrior's internal force, It's more like the fairy magic and sorcery in the storybook."

Even though Song Xueyi's overly gentle eyes would make her sensitive and dumb, she was unwilling to look away, and didn't want to miss a trace of his emotions.

As long as... as long as there is a trace of fear and rejection in those eyes, she...

"Pfft." The young man's smile suddenly bloomed like the warm autumn sun, "So, when we first met, Jiu'er ignored me, because he regarded me as a ghost?"

"..." It's the most annoying thing to repeat old things! QQ
The child whose serious expression was broken had an embarrassing look on his face, and suddenly his body was hugged, Lingjiu was stunned, his little ears were touched by the damp heat, and the boy's pitiful voice entered, "Jiu'er is very scared Well, see those things."

(End of this chapter)