Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 390 Revisiting Her Touch
The skin on her shoulder was already torn, and just a light touch made her gasp in pain due to the pain.

While breathing in the cold air, she sighed in her heart that her body was still too weak.

But thinking about it this way, there was a smile on her face. Does this mean that she didn't suffer any hardships before!
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

Seeing her like this, Li Sanlang couldn't help being taken aback.

This was the first time he had seen her like this.

Smiling so freely in the face of adversity, this kind of beauty is even more heart-warming.

He admitted that she was attractive enough before, but now she is even more attractive.

Seeing her smiling so happily, he felt sad again.

Without him, she can really live a good life. Although this is what she hopes, but there is a corner of her heart empty.

After a moment of confusion in his mind, he finally figured out why.

It turned out that he had slowly made himself the most important part of her life, and he felt a sense of pride when he thought of her relying on him.

It's also a man's honor.

"Master, Mr. Zhao threatened to marry his wife."

Leng Yun's voice came to his ears suddenly, his complexion changed, his slender fingers were clenched tightly, every joint was glowing white, very creepy.

Song Yaomei only felt a chill on her back, but when she turned around, she found nothing.

She looked around, and the sun had gradually set below the horizon, a bright red sun was like a naughty child, naughty and refused to go down the mountain.

Looking at the fruits of her hard work again, she smiled. She still had to hurry up and quickly put all the remaining rice seeds into the river to soak the buds.

"Stupid woman, you don't know how to come here with a bullock cart!" Li Sanlang thought in his heart.

"I'm not stupid, what if someone sees this?" Song Yaomei straightened the clothes on her shoulders and started to go back.

But at this moment, a wasp flew towards him suddenly, and Yaomei instinctively backed away to dodge.

But I don't know how, it may be that my luck is really bad, I just took a small step backwards, but slipped and fell into the river.

The river water full of fishy smell instantly filled her mouth and nose, and she only felt difficulty in breathing.

He swallowed again and again, almost filling his stomach with drink, and his limbs became weaker and weaker.

Just when his consciousness gradually became blurred, he seemed to hear a gust of wind flying from a distance.

In the end he fell into a coma.

Li Sanlang had been standing there watching, but he saw her stumble and fall into the river.

I saw a flash of white light, and the wasp that was still buzzing had been nailed to the ground, motionless.

Song Yaomei was also fished out of the lake.

In a daze, Song Yaomei only felt as if someone kissed her, and that person's lips were very tender and gentle.

It's the same as Li Sanlang's lips, like honey, no matter how much you kiss, you can't get enough.

Li Sanlang originally only wanted to save her, so he left.

After all, the current struggle is fierce, and it is just a court struggle, but soon, it will develop into a struggle between the two countries.

The soonest, within ten days, there will be obvious movements from Jin Guo, and now the eyeliner left by the iron tower wood is also paying close attention to everything about him.

Therefore, he can only stay away from her.

He wanted to leave like this, but he couldn't help but miss her smell, bent down, and kissed her forehead again.

Song Yaomei felt like one morning, she slept really late, and Li Sanlang kissed her to wake her up, just like the Snow White story she told.

Fascinated by her, she stretched out her hand and hugged the things around her habitually.

When she hugged a soft thing, she rubbed against him greedily.

Li Sanlang's eyes moved, he was not an indecisive person.

Just looking at the little girl who just fell into the water clinging to him like this, he couldn't help but smile in his heart.

That is to say, even if he changes into any appearance in the future, will his little lady still recognize him at first sight?
Looking at her jade-like little face, which was pale just now, gradually returning to blood color, he stretched out his slender index finger, and stroked the broken hair on her forehead back, revealing her smooth and beautiful forehead.

He couldn't help but kissed it again.

The little woman holding her has too many movements, one movement for a while, and another movement for a while.She was already drenched by the river water, and those thin clothes were tightly attached to her body, which further complemented her exquisite figure.

As she held him like this, he already felt an obvious reaction somewhere in his body.

Then there was a voice in his head calling frantically, he wanted her, and if he wanted her, he would be able to get rid of the poison on his body.

Then anything is possible.

His revenge will be avenged, and he can even unify the entire continent.

After all, that is the dream of all passionate men.

He had been indoctrinated with such thoughts before.

But later, when he saw countless corpses, the hatred in his heart became clearer.

He hated those innocent palace officials and people who killed his father and queen mother, but he also knew it.

What would it look like if a war really started.

How many innocent people will lose their parents and relatives.

He couldn't do it, maybe he was just like what his mother said, he had the same character as his father.

They're all the ones who don't seek to make progress.

To say that he does not seek to make progress, does not think about making progress, is actually just saying that he does not want war.

The sun in the sky gradually set again, and when the wind in the mountains blew, Song Yaomei felt a bit of coolness.

Li Sanlang naturally felt the change in the person holding him.

With difficulty, he took off his outer shirt and covered it with Song Yaomei.

It's just that these clothes are completely useless to Song Yaomei.

Her clothes were wet, and when the cold wind blew, the cold seemed to be on her body.

Song Yaomei trembled, and her mind gradually became clear. She fell into the water just now.

Thinking of this, she quickly opened her eyes.

But found that he was hugging someone in a strange posture.

And most importantly, she didn't know this person yet.

The person in front of him was wearing red clothes with a veil on his face, revealing only a pair of purple eyes.

The purple color was so pure, she couldn't help but think that she might have died again.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing, and stood up straight away, with a clear voice, without any fear, "Hey, who are you from the underworld? Is it black and white or something? Am I really at the end of my life now?" When? So he was pulled down inexplicably?"

Li Sanlang frowned again with his beautiful eyebrows.

This little lady is really her lady, at any time, she has no timidity at all.

"Hey, this handsome guy is still a beautiful woman, can't you just say something? Anyway, this is not the first time you've seen me!"

(End of this chapter)