Shang Shaoyan pursed his lips, leaned closer to Qiao Xiuyu, suddenly hugged his neck, buried his face in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice, "Don't do this, it breaks my heart to see you like this."
Qiao Xiuyu gently patted her back and said softly, "It's my fault, I shouldn't have said these things... Go take a shower, I'll wring your hair out for you later. It's windy and cold in Shuocheng at night, you'll catch a cold if you don't dry your hair, and there aren't any good doctors around here."
As Shang Shaoyan listened to his rambling instructions, his heart warmed. He quickly got off him, asked someone to fetch a bucket of hot water, and then went behind the screen to take a bath.
Hearing the splashing water and Shang Shaoyan's comfortable sigh, Qiao Xiuyu blushed slightly. He quickly covered his ears and stood guard at the tent entrance, not daring to listen or turn around.
Shang Shaoyan wasn't sighing. Instead, after she washed herself clean, she discovered that she had many wounds on her body. She couldn't help but gasp. Remembering that Qiao Xiuyu was still there, she quickly changed her tone, afraid that he would worry about her.
She washed for fifteen minutes, then secretly applied the medicine, and then emerged from behind the screen, wearing her undergarments and yawning.
Shang Shaoyan was about to hug Qiao Xiuyu when he found Qiao Xiuyu squatting on the ground, covering her ears, closing her eyes, and muttering something under her breath.
Shang Shaoyan leaned closer with some curiosity and heard Qiao Xiuyu say, "When Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, he perceived that the five aggregates are all empty, and thus transcended all suffering. Shariputra, form is not different from emptiness, emptiness is not different from form; form is emptiness, emptiness is form. Sensation, perception, volition, and consciousness are also like this..."
It was none other than the "Heart-Cleansing Mantra".
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
She patted Qiao Xiuyu's hand with amusement: "Hey, Qilang, snap out of it!"
Qiao Xiuyu was startled. When he opened his eyes, he saw a patch of delicate, snow-white skin on Shang Shaoyan's shoulder. The woman he loved so much was looking at him with a smile, her clear phoenix eyes softened by the mist.
Qiao Xiuyu turned her head slightly, feeling a little awkward, then reached out to straighten Shang Shaoyan's clothes before looking at her: "Are you done washing? Did you apply any medicine?"
Shang Shaoyan blinked guiltily and nodded, saying, "Yes, yes, I'm on."
Qiao Xiuyu cleared his throat, intending to say a few more words, but when he met Shang Shaoyan's affectionate eyes, the thought vanished instantly. He smiled helplessly and leaned in to bite Shang Shaoyan's lower lip.
Seeing that he had passed this hurdle, Shang Shaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and obediently offered his lips, letting Qiao Xiuyu kiss and caress him.
Qiao Xiuyu stopped.
Shang Shaoyan looked at him with dissatisfaction and some confusion.
Qiao Xiuyu hesitated and asked, "Why are you suddenly being so... well-behaved?"
Shang Shaoyan: "..."
She gave Qiao Xiuyu a reproachful look, somewhat displeased: "When have I ever been naughty?"
Qiao Xiuyu smiled, leaned close to her ear, nibbled on her earlobe, and whispered, "Good girl, An'an is the best girl."
Shang Shaoyan smiled contentedly, then threw himself into Qiao Xiuyu's arms, wrapping his arms around his waist: "Qilang, do you want to kiss me?"
Qiao Xiuyu stiffened as she was hugged around the waist. After hearing this, she smiled and patted Shang Shaoyan's back: "Why don't you want to?"
Shang Shaoyan snuggled closer to Qiao Xiuyu, playfully poking his chest: "Then what are you standing there for?"
As she spoke, she revealed her face and pointed to her lips.
The wind blew in from outside the tent, and Shang Shaoyan couldn't help but snuggle into Qiao Xiuyu's arms, smiling as he looked at him and gently raising an eyebrow.
Qiao Xiuyu smiled as she stroked the back of Shang Shaoyan's neck, then lowered her head and kissed Shang Shaoyan's lips.
Shang Shaoyan looked at him somewhat dazedly, while Qiao Xiuyu's eyes grew increasingly dark.
Shang Shaoyan instinctively tried to dodge, but Qiao Xiuyu pressed down on the back of her neck, not allowing her to escape, and gradually deepened the kiss.
Shang Shaoyan gradually came to his senses and began to tentatively respond to Qiao Xiuyu... Qiao Xiuyu chuckled softly.
... (Two hundred words of kissing scene omitted, please, reviewers, let me pass this)
The two were quite engrossed in their conversation when Mo Xing's voice suddenly came from outside: "Princess, Ashina Yeting wishes to see you."
Shang Shaoyan snapped out of his daze, jolted, pushed Qiao Xiuyu away, and called out, "Coming right away!"
Qiao Xiuyu: "..."
He looked at Shang Shaoyan with a resentful expression, clearly unhappy: "Ashina Yeting?"
Shang Shaoyan patted Qiao Xiuyu's hand reassuringly: "Yes, it's the little Khan of the Western Turks. I captured him alive."
Her eyes were bright, clearly waiting for Qiao Xiuyu's praise. Qiao Xiuyu was charmed by her cuteness and blushed as he praised her, "An'an is really amazing."
Shang Shaoyan laughed immediately, then got dressed and walked out.
Qiao Xiuyu grabbed her arm and asked, "Can I go with you?"
Shang Shaoyan hesitated for a moment, then naturally agreed: "Come on, but..."
Qiao Xiuyu followed behind Shang Shaoyan and pressed, "But what?"
Shang Shaoyan cleared his throat and said somewhat awkwardly, "This Ashina Yeting... he's a barbarian, that is, he might speak rather recklessly... you, you don't mind, if he dares to say one word, I dare to slap him across the face."
Qiao Xiuyu's heart skipped a beat, but she nodded calmly and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't mind."
Shang Shaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, and then led Qiao Xiuyu to the dungeon.
The dungeon was lit, making Ashina Yeting's already striking features appear even more handsome. With his raven-black hair and long eyelashes, his emerald green eyes looked like emeralds in the sea.
This is undoubtedly a handsome person, with excellent physical features.
Qiao Xiuyu's alarm bells went off immediately. He subtly moved closer to Shang Shaoyan, then took her hand and said affectionately, "This must be Ashina Yeling?"
Shang Shaoyan naturally guessed Qiao Xiuyu's thoughts, and secretly suppressed a laugh, saying, "His name is Ashina Yeting."
Ashina Yeting didn't care much. He raised an eyebrow at Qiao Xiuyu, and after a long while, he smiled at Shang Shaoyan and said, "This is your wife? She is indeed a beautiful woman. It's not impossible for me to be her concubine."
Qiao Xiuyu's eyes widened immediately.
Shang Shaoyan: "………………"
She panicked immediately and grabbed Qiao Xiuyu's arm: "Qilang, let me explain!"
Qiao Xiuyu took a deep breath and looked at Shang Shaoyan with a forced smile: "Okay, you explain, I'm listening."
Ashina Yeting glanced at Shang Shaoyan with some surprise, completely unable to connect the bright and charming young woman before him with the killing god from earlier that day.
Shang Shaoyan bit his finger and choked on his words, unsure of what to say for a moment.
Qiao Xiuyu glanced at her casually: "Hurry up and say it."
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