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Xu Qinghuan couldn't help feeling anxious, the more he learned, the worse he became, and he became more and more proficient. To be called a treacherous minister was really extraordinary.
I don't know what methods this person will use in the future.
"Master Song, this way I won't be able to show you the injury." Xu Qinghuan kindly reminded.
Song Chengxuan was unmoved, but leaned over and hugged her even tighter.
There was a moment of silence in the room.
Originally, it was still a little cool in autumn, but after he came close, she still felt a little hot, like the summer sun falling on her body, as if it was going to melt her, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, and she couldn't exert any strength on her body.
She suddenly wanted to eat glutinous rice jelly, because she was weak since she was a child, and she only ate something like jelly once, and she just felt soft and cool, no need to bite, she could swallow it all at once, it was very refreshing , There is still an aroma of sweet-scented osmanthus honey between the mouth.
Xu Qinghuan was thinking wildly, and his eyes fell on Song Chengxuan's sleeves. Because he hugged her, his sleeves were slightly piled up, and he could just see the dried blood on the inner lining.
Xu Qinghuan frowned, reached out and grabbed his sleeve: "The imperial doctor didn't treat your injury? Why is there still blood."
She turned her head, her eyebrows slightly frowned, a bit worried and angry.
Xu Qinghuan raised her face: "Aren't you in pain?"
Seeing her expression like this, Song Chengxuan's wound that he didn't care about suddenly started to hurt, so he frowned slightly.
This man has always been duplicity, even if the wound is festering, he can still lead the army to fight. Now he seems to be calm and calm, with clear and indifferent eyes. Those who don't know him should pretend that he was not injured, but just performed a show with the emperor. play.
Looking carefully, you can still find something strange. Just now, the corners of his brows seemed to be wrinkled in an unknown way.
Xu Qinghuan was even more certain in her heart that the Tai Hospital did not treat him carefully, and his injury might be more serious than she thought.
Song Chengxuan said calmly: "At first they were waiting for the emperor's order, but later they took some medicine."
The imperial doctor of the Imperial Hospital huddled there like a quail. Only the envoy came to see his wound, and then waited for the emperor's order. When he heard that he was going to leave the palace, the imperial doctor applied medicinal powder.
Xu Qinghuan stood up, turned to Song Chengxuan, and began to untie Song Chengxuan's belt.
Song Chengxuan said: "You don't need to be so troublesome, I can handle it myself when I have time."
The words were so indifferent, but his arms were hanging down, without the forceful look just now, as if he really couldn't move.
Seeing such a situation, Xu Qinghuan became more and more anxious, her hands moved quickly, and she slowly took off his shirt, exposing his left shoulder and arm. The blood had already soaked through his shirt. Casually prescribed some medicine, this kind of perfunctory is really chilling.
He took off the cloth and saw the wound below. The scar that had already scabbed open, and the bright red blood dripped down the body, flowing over the chest and arms.
Xu Qinghuan was stunned there, he really wanted to make a fake show for real, could he be abolished?
The voice of the mother in charge came from the door: "Miss, madam calls you over."
"Report to mother, Mr. Song and I still have something to say," Xu Qinghuan said while opening the medicine box, "I'll be out in a while."
The mother in charge stood outside for a while and found that Xu Qinghuan had no intention of changing her mind. She looked at the curtain in front of her and walked in without opening it.
What if the situation in the room is wrong and she bumps into it? You can't ruin the reputation of the eldest lady.
The mother in charge grabbed her handkerchief and stood there waiting.
Song Chengxuan looked down at Xu Qinghuan, she cleaned up his wounds meticulously, her brows were full of seriousness and solemnity, although she was only watching the doctor heal wounds in the guard, she was very proficient and neat, as if she had done it many times before , Is it because you want to help Anyihou heal? Marquis Anyi has not led soldiers for many years, she should not have this opportunity, that is, to treat wounded soldiers in the guard?
Mr. Song is not a stingy person, and he will not interfere with Xu Qinghuan's doing anything. He has learned too much etiquette and rules since elementary school. The great Confucianism has always been open-minded, but the world is too biased. It is said that he quotes scriptures, and many times he takes them out of context. , deliberately distorting the original meaning of Confucianism to achieve their goals.
For example, treating women too harshly is nothing more than confining them to the inner house, so the first time he met Miss Xu leading someone to investigate the case, he didn't think it was wrong, so why is he feeling a little unhappy now.
Xu Qinghuan said: "I heard from the doctor in the guard that the old wound is torn again, and I want toIt's even more difficult to heal. Does Mr. Song feel uncomfortable there now? "
Song Chengxuan's face was not flushed and his heart was not beating: "It's nothing, it's just a little bit of effort."
Hurt to this point?
Xu Qinghuan glanced at the man, Song Chengxuan's face seemed to be in a bad mood, and there was a sense of fatigue in his eyes.
The soft place in her heart seemed to be touched.
The emperor intends to make Song Chengxuan a lone minister, so he must withdraw his marriage with her.
Song Chengxuan shattered the old wound to show his determination.
She also knew that Song Chengxuan's doing this was an expedient measure, and maybe a big net had been laid out for people to jump in, but she was still touched in her heart.
There is no risk without any strategy. If you really want to be foolproof, you must sacrifice others to make yourself invincible. Obviously Song Chengxuan is not like this, and it may be safer to do it in a roundabout way. No need to take risks.
In his previous life, Song Chengxuan quietly grew himself in the southeast, but in this life, he changed his approach because of her appearance. He mentioned the marriage contract of the two families in front of her, and at the same time made corresponding efforts for this marriage, trying to forgive the past as much as possible. Regarding matters, etiquette is also thoughtful everywhere, when someone doubts,
Li Xu was able to calculate everything perfectly, the emperor was jealous of him, so he left her in the capital, although in the dead of night, he pulled her to say a lot of heartfelt words apologetically, she could understand his difficulties, but she still felt it in her heart He is getting further and further away from her.
In the previous life, the imperial court had different praises and criticisms for Song Hou. Some people hated him to the bone, but people like Xue Chen were also loyal to him. It was because Song Chengxuan was cold on the surface, but he had flesh and blood. Very close, right in front of her eyes, right beside her.
After applying the medicine carefully, Xu Qinghuan rewrapped the wound with a cloth towel, then wiped the blood around the wound, rearranged the clothes for him, and finally tied the belt. When her hand was still on his waist, he wrapped it grabbed her shoulders.
Xu Qinghuan didn't struggle, she put her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek against his chest.
He looked down at her, only to see that her eyes were slightly closed, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing a delicate and soft expression. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com