What? What doesn't she want?
Xiao Nanhui's thoughts were interrupted at this moment. The next moment, he put one hand around her waist and the other hand across her legs. He pushed upwards with force, and she fell into his arms.
Cool taste, warm body.
For a moment, she seemed to be back in the Snow Palace that night.
He turned around, and the light and shadow cast by the carved palace lanterns swirled and bloomed above her head, like the orchids blooming in the Snow Palace that night.
She was beginning to become somewhat familiar with this feeling.
After becoming familiar with it, attachment arises.
After a few steps, he laid her on the bed.
She was still a little dizzy, but as soon as her butt touched the bed, she became a little more awake. She didn't care about her ugly posture, and used her hands and feet to roll and crawl out of bed.
Seeing that she was in a posture of "a hero cutting off his arm or a heroine jumping into the river", the man on the bed did not stop her. He just stretched out two fingers and accurately pinched the knot that was hastily tied at the back of her waist.
There was a sound of fabric rubbing against each other, and Xiao Nanhui felt her waist loosen, and then the wet outer garment fell uncontrollably to the ground, leaving only two shaky ties holding up her last piece of inner garment.
"Do you want to just go out like this and take a gamble on whether someone will get up in the middle of the night and see something strange? Or do you just come back to this bed and let me take a look at your legs."
When it comes to shamelessness of methods, she has never been able to compare with this man.
Two of her paws and one leg were already planted on the ground, with only half of her leg still draped over the bed. She maintained this uncanny balance between the ground and the bed, relying solely on her well-trained body, cultivated over the years. She felt like a stone lion that had misstepped on a ball, its posture awkward and unable to move.
Finally, a hand rested on her lower back and mercifully pulled her back onto the bed.
She didn't dare look up at him, racking her brains to think of a way to defeat the enemy in this small space without hurting him. But before she could come up with any clever formation, the other party's voice rang out.
"Xiao Qing, if you move again, I will think you are imitating the tricks in the pornographic books."
As he spoke, his hand had already grasped her calf.
She instinctively struggled twice, but the other party applied a little force with his fingers, and she trembled with pain.
Even so, she didn't make any sound. She put a lot of strength into her legs and confronted him with a fearless look. No one knew what she was holding on to.
In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore and loosened his grip.
"Drinking alone won't help with this kind of pain."
As soon as the pressure on his legs disappeared, half of Xiao Nanhui's body collapsed.
The man seemed to have spared her for the time being. He took the purple pottery hand warmer beside him, unscrewed the porcelain bowl that had been kept warm, and used his fingertips to spread a ball of white ointment.
She took this opportunity to catch her breath and finally came to her senses, suddenly feeling a little embarrassed.
She thought she had been hiding well along the way, deceiving both the enemy and her own people. At least Zong Hao and Xiao Zhun hadn't noticed.
"How did Your Majesty know..."
She was interrupted in the middle of her words by a feeling in her leg.
His hand had just left the heater, and with a scorching temperature, he dipped it in ointment and placed it on the skin of her ankle, which felt so soothing and comfortable.
"Hao Bai's medical skills are good, but he's still young. He only knows how to treat symptoms, not people. He's a master at using the Fugu needle, but he hasn't even given you a dose of medicine to dispel the cold and strengthen your body."
Bone-filled needle?
Xiao Nanhui was stunned. How did he know about Hao Bai's treatment of her leg? He even knew the details better than she did?
The image of the barefoot doctor that day appeared before her eyes, looking extremely wronged and unable to express his pain, and she suddenly understood.
Could it be that...
"Did you mean that Hao Bai would appear in Bijiang at that time?"
"It's useless for me to go, so why not let him go?" He was close at hand, his brows half lowered, and he looked calm. "The bone-burning needle is cold in nature, so it will more or less aggravate the bone pain. But if you don't use the bone-burning needle, your leg will probably be useless."
Back in Huozhou, she remembered how Hao Bai dealt with the thief who stole the Fugu Needle. He was willing to use such a precious thing on himself, presumably under someone's coercion.
Compared to not being able to walk, run or jump, she suddenly felt that this pain was not so unbearable.
"Anyway, it only hurts when it rains, so it's not too bad."
She grinned, but the expression on the other person's face faded.
"You're quite patient. I wasted your arm, but you managed to endure it like this?"
Xiao Nanhui froze and his eyes unconsciously shifted away.
She didn't know why the other party suddenly brought up the bad things that happened before, and then she found out that in just a few months, she had already forgotten about that thing.
"You can hate me." His voice came closer, almost bewitching. "If love holds you back, then let's start with hatred."
Before the voice fell, heat fell on her forehead.
According to legend, the gods approach their people in this way.
A kiss on the forehead should be devoid of any sexual overtones, sacred and pious.
But at this moment, the person in front of him turned everything upside down.
His breath was hot, yet his scent was cold. His movements were slow, yet incredibly lingering. From her forehead to the bridge of her nose, to her ears, to her neck, he seemed to want to crush and devour her with the tiny bit of flesh on the tip of his lips. She could even feel the pulsing blood in her neck, rumbling from the pressure he exerted on it, rushing straight to her head.
Finally, he stayed at her lips, their skin, heated by friction, pressed against each other.
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