Disguised as a man: I am not your wife

Chapter 689 Jealous

He is, jealous?
Instead of being jealous of a woman, I'm jealous of a man!
Among the three people in the distance, Ming Yuxi and Lin Shaocheng knew each other, while Lanshan and Cangyu next to them had made disguises, and Ming Yuxi didn't recognize them from a distance.

Yun Zhuohua in his arms writhed unbearably hot, and Ming Yuxi didn't dare to delay.

He avoided Yun Zhuohua's face, lowered his head and bit his coat, and pulled Yun Zhuohua to cover it up again.

Taking advantage of the fact that everyone entered the banquet hall at this moment, he even used his light exercises, and disappeared without a trace in a blink of an eye.

Seeing Yun Zhuohua being taken away by Ming Yuxi, Cang Yu clenched one hand into a fist, making crackling knuckles.

Surprised, Lan Shan hid behind Lin Shaocheng unknowingly, pulled Lin Shaocheng and retreated step by step towards the banquet hall.

Leaving Cangyu alone, soaking in the vinegar jar.

At this time, it is not easy to find an antidote for Yun Zhuohua, let alone the medicine given by Princess Xiangxiang.

Yun Zhuohua's consciousness became more and more unconscious, and her body became hotter and hotter.

Through his clothes, Ming Yuxi could feel the hot flashes coming from Yun Zhuohua's body, and even his hand holding Yun Zhuohua became numb.

Ming Yuxi's footsteps were fast, and the cold wind blew the clothes covering Yun Zhuohua's face, causing her to whisper unconsciously.

The voice was gentle and gentle, like a feather scraping against the tip of Ming Yuxi's heart, causing tremors.

Ming Yuxi's footsteps stopped, and the outer shirt that was blown up by the wind fell down gently, covering her fair and handsome face bit by bit, outlining Yun Zhuohua's eyebrows and eyes.

"Uncomfortable, why is it so uncomfortable..." Yun Zhuohua's voice was so soft that he could squeeze out water.

Yun Zhuohua frowned, not even knowing what she was longing for.

Even the cold wind outside seemed to be unable to satisfy her anymore.

She wanted to get out of this heat wave, but she didn't know what to do.

She could only writhe non-stop, the clothes rubbing against her body, causing her to shudder, so that she could find a little relief, so that she could still feel the existence of her body.

"Ming Yuxi..."

Yun Zhuohua's body and clothes rubbed against each other, and Ming Yuxi's name was called out in a soul-stirring voice.

"Take me to the imperial doctor..."

Yun Zhuohua seemed to have exhausted all the strength in his body, finally found a trace of sobriety, and said these few words again.

Her body was uncontrollably clinging to the front of Ming Yuxi's body, and the outer shirt covering her body was twisted continuously by her, and gradually slipped off her body.

A pair of teary eyes suddenly crashed into Ming Yuxi's heart.

Ming Yuxi seemed to have heard the knocking like thunder, "dong dong dong dong", the harasser could no longer hear other sounds.

In his eyes, he could no longer see other people.

Yun Zhuohua bit her lower lip hard, a smell of rust spread in her mouth, she took advantage of the pain, and struggled to speak out a word.

"quick!"

Ming Yuxi suddenly regained consciousness when he saw the blood on Yun Zhuohua's lips.

"There's no need to find an imperial doctor, he can't cure you." Ming Yuxi raised his head, forcing himself not to lower his head to look at Yun Zhuohua.

Yun Zhuohua opened his mouth and asked "Why?" But he couldn't make a sound.

If you don't seek an imperial doctor, how can you cure this disease? Could it be that Ming Yuxi has other methods?

I don't know what kind of disease it is, and it makes me feel more and more uncomfortable, and this kind of discomfort is not the kind of unbearable pain.

(End of this chapter)