Chapter 67: Discovering a Secret
Thinking of the softness he had touched before, the tips of Shen Tingyu's ears turned red enough to drip blood. He turned around for a long time before he dared to look up.
As dusk approached, the light in the cave was dim. The warm yellow light shone on the tyrant's naked upper body, revealing his well-defined muscles and his well-proportioned waist and abdomen, but his handsome face could not be seen.
The slender waist and eight neatly arranged abdominal muscles have a very shocking visual impact.
The sharp, blood-stained sword was right next to him. The tyrant looked down at the sword, half of his foot raised, one arm resting on his knee, saying nothing. It was unknown what he was thinking, and his eyes were brewing a storm.
Shen Tingyu was originally approaching slowly with small steps, but after seeing what was happening clearly, he rushed over desperately with a pale face.
"How could this happen! You... are seriously injured."
Her voice instantly became hoarse, Shen Tingyu stretched out her hands, her fingertips trembling slightly, wanting to touch but not daring to, the earlobe that was originally crimson enough to drip blood instantly returned to its original color.
The scars on the sturdy body were bright red and glaring, far more serious than the deep arrow wound on the shoulder. There were new and old wounds mixed together, and they were even bleeding.
Xin Hongying comforted her in return: "It's okay, it will be fine. Please apply medicine to me first. We don't know if the assassin is nearby, so we must not be careless."
Shen Tingyu nodded and applied the medicine for him. As she sprinkled the powder on the porcelain bottle, her eyes became red and tears welled up at the bottom of her eyes, ready to fall at any time.
While applying medicine, she counted the scars on his body, but she couldn't count anymore.
Tick!
Tears fell on his body in strings, moving along the lines of his muscles and sliding into deeper shadows.
Xin Hongying was touched by her tears, "Don't cry..."
Emotions surged in his eyes. He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his thumb. He curled his lips and chuckled softly, "I am the one who is injured. Why are you crying, fairy?"
His movements were very gentle, his eyebrows and eyes were deep. Shen Tingyu was suddenly stunned. He raised his eyes to glance at him, and felt a little guilty: "If it weren't for me holding him back, His Majesty wouldn't have been injured so badly..."
"The fairy didn't hold us back. I was careless for a moment and gave them the opportunity." The murderous intent was evident on Xin Hongying's face.
Shen Tingyu thought bitterly: "Who on earth wants to kill His Majesty?"
"Anyone could be. Too many people want me dead." Xin Hongying didn't know. He wiped the tears from his fingers and left them in his palm. He said nonchalantly, "Of course, those who want my life are dead!"
Only you...only you...
You want me to be alive!
Shen Tingyu touched the old scars on his body, and became more determined to make Xin Hongying a wise ruler. If it weren't for the poison, he would also be a good emperor.
[Ding! The progress of the Mingjun cultivation task has increased by 10%. The current progress of the Mingjun cultivation task is 17%! Congratulations to the host, you have made progress again.]
[Host, Xiao Qi would like to quietly remind you that the expiration date of the Transformation Pill is almost up.]
Shen Tingyu stopped crying and patted the place where he was not injured, “Turn around.”
Fortunately, the injury on his back was not as serious as the one on his chest. He quickened his movements, being careful not to waste any medicine powder.
Seeing her wipe away her tears, Xin Hongying actually felt a little regretful and clenched the tear in his hand. To him, this was not a simple tear, but the fairy's sincere heart towards him.
He had so little sincerity that Xin Hongying wanted to hold on to it tightly.
Finally, there was the scar from the ear to the neck. Shen Tingyu's eyes dimmed and he was a little absent-minded. This knife was really too thrilling. It almost hit the aorta.
If you really get hit, even gods can't save you.
Xin Hongying closed his eyes, hissed in pain, and took a breath of cold air.
Shen Tingyu came back to his senses, and the hand holding the porcelain bottle was a little at a loss, "Did I hurt you? I'll blow it for you, and it won't hurt after blowing it."
She lowered her head and slowly moved closer, her black hair playfully sweeping across the uninjured part of his neck. Her warm breath gently blew on the area that was blown, making it itchy. Xin Hongying suddenly opened his eyes.
Suddenly, a familiar white light burst out from Shen Tingyu's body. Xin Hongying was a little surprised and a little lost, with all kinds of emotions entangled in her heart.
Shen Tingyu looked down at the white light on her body and said calmly: “I have already applied medicine for your majesty. This fairy’s magic power is not enough, and I will turn into a doll again.”
Shen Tingyu disappeared in a white, indistinct light. Xin Hongying's heart trembled, and she stretched out her hand as if to keep him.
The expected fall did not happen. Shen Tingyu did not fall for long before he sat steadily in Xin Hongying's palm, his mouth wide open in surprise.
"Fairy, you have been by my side for so long, your magic power hasn't recovered yet?" Xin Hongying's face was hidden in the shadows, his voice was slightly calm, but a hint of doubt gradually arose in his heart.
He seemed to have discovered a secret.
The wet tear in his palm reminded him that most of the magic methods used by fairies to transform into human form could not last for too long. He estimated that it would only take an hour.
Shen Tingyu blinked, feeling a little embarrassed and guilty, she nodded, pretending that you were talking about the sad story of the fairy Zhongben, and looked depressed.
As expected, Xin Hongying did not continue to ask questions, and Shen Tingyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"I remember the fairy was injured too!" Xin Hongying remembered something, her voice tensed, her worried eyes seemed to penetrate her clothes, "Your injury is more serious than mine."
After turning into a doll, the fairy's injuries were so severe that even the imperial physician could not heal them.
He should have applied medicine to the wound on the fairy's abdomen first. It was too late to say anything now. Xin Hongying felt a little regretful.
Feeling uncomfortable with his penetrating gaze, Shen Tingyu reached out to straighten her clothes and comforted him: “My injury has healed, it was just a minor injury.”
Minor injury!
Xin Hongying didn't believe it. He saw her get injured while protecting himself. When he was unconscious, he seemed to hear her saying that the wound hurt!
His heart felt like it was pricked by a needle, aching slightly, and a hint of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
If the fairy suffered any irreversible damage to his body, he would definitely make the person behind the assassin regret being born into this world.
must!
"Healed? How is that possible?" Xin Hongying frowned slightly. He didn't believe it at all. His expression turned serious and his voice was slightly cold: "When did the fairy learn to lie?"
Shen Tingyu complained slightly in her heart, I have been lying all the time, there is no way she can’t lie.
"You must tell the truth, otherwise I will be worried." Xin Hongying said.
Shen Tingyu was stunned. What she said was the truth. What else did the tyrant want to do to make him believe her!
"I'm really fine. The damage after the transformation has nothing to do with the original body. Your Majesty doesn't need to worry." Shen Tingyu spread his hands and said with a little helplessness.
She couldn't possibly undress and let him see if she was hurt. She also had to save face. Her soul was that of a real person, not a real doll!
Xin Hongying looked at her sharply, as if trying to determine whether what she said was true.
Although he was worried about himself, his gaze was as real as a substance.
Shen Tingyu’s heart gradually became uneasy, so she snorted coldly, put one hand on her waist, pointed with her backhand, and said in a coquettish tone, biting back: “Your Majesty, if you don’t believe this fairy, don’t you still want to see it!”
Xin Hongying's eyes fell on her waist and abdomen, as if agreeing.
Shen Tingyu hugged his arms and leaned back, expression: o(Д)っ!
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