001: lingering in the dream

In the dream, I faintly smelled that smell.

A faint medicinal fragrance, with a deep darkness, immersed in a dream, is it a kind of peace of mind, or a kind of heartbeat? The cinnabar was in a daze, and he only felt a warm hand on his face and gently stroked it.

Eyebrows, eyes, face, nose, lips.

She heard a gentle sigh and a gentle whistle.

What kind of song is this? As if I had heard it before. Oh, yes, that's what you heard at that time, right? When I was in the most painful time, when I was tortured by Bai Yin's medicine, I fell asleep as drowsily as now, right? I vaguely heard this song in my dream. At that time, it seemed to be the sound of a flute. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids were so heavy. After trying several times, she felt pain all over her body. She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, so she had to continue her deep sleep obediently.

The wound on the back was painful at first, and the cinnabar seemed to feel a fire burning behind her back in a coma, which made her miserable. However, I don't know when, there is a coldness covering this burning feeling, wisps, soothing the pain, getting lighter and lighter. Sleep is also getting sweeter and sweeter, which makes the cinnabar feel more relaxed.

It's just that the ethereal flute entangled in the dream, unexpectedly, such resentment made the heart of the cinnabar slightly hurt.

Is the pain on the back, or is the pain in the heart more painful?

I don't know about cinnabar.

There is a warm hand touching gently on his face. The cinnabar wants to open his eyes to see who the owner of this hand is, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't see it.

It will be...who?

Day after day, when there is occasional noise, is it the daytime? During the day, there is no comfort of the warm hand. Only when it is quiet will he appear beside him. This kind of subtle communication suddenly became a small expectation of cinnabar when she was in a coma, which made her not so difficult at the most sad time.

It was night, and when she heard the gentle whistle again, the cinnabar only felt that the dull breath in her chest made her very uncomfortable. She couldn't help but sigh gently, and her eyes could slowly open.

The red candle swayed in the palace lamp and cast a faint red halo on the wall. There was a mysterious figure standing by the window, silently looking at the swaying flower shadows out of the window.

"Bai Yin?" Cinnabar exclaimed unexpectedly. She hurriedly wanted to sit up, but it affected the wound on her body, which made her scream softly in pain.

"Are you alive?" Bai Yin's eyes flowed, and his thin lips were picked into a frivolous arc. "It really surprised me."

"You!" How can the cinnabar that has just woken up afford Bai Yin's ventilation? At that moment, I felt an anger blocked in my chest, and a small face turned red. "You don't know what to do! If it hadn't been for me, you would have been stabbed to death!"

As he spoke, the cinnabar gently patted his chest with his hand. It was so stuffy that his chest seemed to be about to explode. Is this the legendary explosion of the lungs?

"Oh..." There was an angry smile on his face again. Seeing that the cinnabar was angry, Bai Yin was interested instead. He slowly walked over, looked down at the face of cinnabar, which was as angry as a red apple, and said, "I'm afraid even you are surprised? I thought that being stabbed for me was equivalent to repaying my favor. Unfortunately, those quack medicine doesn't work for you at all. After all, it's the king who has cured your wounds. You didn't want to return the favor, but you still owe me a favor. Tut, Your Highness, what should I do?

"You!" The cinnabar was so angry that his heart trembling. He raised his hand to hit this hateful face, but he only felt a sweet smell in his throat. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

Bai Yin actually covered the mouth of the cinnabar with a handkerchief with lightning speed, and the blood spit out was wiped on the handkerchief.

"Get out of here!" Cinnabar wanted to push Bai Yin away, but Bai Yin picked it up and fell down on the bed.

"What are you doing!" The cinnabar struggled. This shameless Bai Yin, does he laugh at himself not enough and want to continue to humiliate himself?

"Don't move." Bai Yin roared, pressed the cinnabar with his big hand, and his fingertips walked away on the back of the cinnabar. It hurts! The cinnabar couldn't help shouting, but Bai Yin pressed her firmly, which made her unable to move.

In this way, he endured bursts of terrible pain, and the cinnabar hurt so much that he even killed Bai Yin. But gradually, the cinnabar found that after this severe pain, the feeling of tightness in the chest gradually disappeared.

"How is it? Do you enjoy it?" Finally, he stopped destroying the cinnabar. Bai Yin leaned over the ear of the cinnabar and asked with a smile. His long hair drooped a few strands and fell on the face of the cinnabar, which was so itchy.

"Shameless!" Although he was surprised by Bai Yin's medical skills, the cinnabar did not intend to spare him. What's more, this man is now behind him, with his legs apart, his knees on the bed, and his arms supported left and right. He was so close to him so ambiguously that he almost pressed on the body of cinnabar.

The plain robe opened like a bat and tightly surrounded the cinnabar. The breath he exhaled had a faint medicinal fragrance, forming a unique taste in the air. The heart of the cinnabar beat violently. She was pressed by this shameless Bai Yin in such a posture, and she didn't dare to move if she wanted to. You remember that last time, in the bush, he was taken advantage of by this damn Bai Yin. The man's unique dangerous things made the cinnabar have a feeling of hatred and fear in the bottom of his heart, and he didn't dare to meet him again.

"Get out of here." Cinnabar roared angrily. Get off me."

"Oh?" A flash of narrowness flashed in Bai Yin's eyes, "How can I get out of here?" Then, he thought for a moment and raised his lips and said, "What's more, I'm not on you. How can I have any strength?"

After saying that, Bai Yin actually pressed down the whole body heavily. Poor such a petite body of cinnabar, how can it withstand the pressure of Bai Yin? When you scream softly, the whole body shrinks into a ball.

This Bai Yinlai's original intention was just to tease the cinnabar. Unexpectedly, under this pressure, he felt that the little delicate body under his body was so soft and lovely, and a strangeness rose from the bottom of his heart, and the majesty also suddenly promoted its grandeur to the cinnabar.

"Ah, Bai Yin, you are shameless, shameless!" The cinnabar shouted angrily, and the pink fist kept pounding on the bed.

"Princess?"

"Your Highness?"

The call of Linglong and others came from outside the door. Bai Yin's body stiffened, and then quickly lowered his head and kissed the ear of the cinnabar.

"Get out!" The volume of the cinnabar rose sharply to sharp decibels. Bai Yin smiled and suddenly turned over and swept out of the window like a shadow.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, are you awake?"

With a messy sound of footsteps, Linglong and others rushed in in panic. Seeing the cinnabar lying on **, he looked at the crowd with a sad and angry face, and they all jumped. The Linglong immediately rushed over, but she didn't think that she didn't wear her shoes well when she just ran out. Now she tripped and almost fell down. Fortunately, Xuan'er held her, and the maids of honor supported each other and ran to the bedside, and then knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness, you are awake!" Linglong just opened a mouth, and tears fell down first. Unexpectedly, she couldn't say any more. She just cried.

"Why are you crying?" Although the cinnabar was so angry that Bai Yin was in a bad mood, he felt this exquisite friendship and unconsciously softened his voice and said, "Aren't I good?"

"Uh-huh, uh-huh." Linglong hurried to wipe her tears, but the tears were wiped more and more, which made the green and jade parrots and others shed tears.

"Okay, don't cry." Zhu Sha took a deep breath and said, "Can you turn it over for me first?"

On the contrary, Xuan'er got up first, helped the cinnabar turn over, lay down flat, and then got a little better.

"Speaking of which, princess, you are really great." Lv Yu wiped her tears and said, "When we first came back, we were all scared to death. We couldn't stop the blood."

"No," the parrot nodded repeatedly. "His Royal Highness even changed his face at that time. He sat there without saying a word. We didn't know His Royal Highness at that time, and he actually had such a serious side."

"Yes," Xuan'er sighed, "Your Highness the Prince will come to see the princess every day these days. It's really a deep love..."

Come and see it every day.

The heart of the cinnabar was slightly painful. The noise after the early morning must not be the warm comfort in the quiet night. That person... must not be Brother Ze?

"It's strange to say that the medicine of the first doctor can't stop the blood, which makes us extremely flustered. We have to change the dressing several times a day. Who would think that after only one night, the wound will miraculously stop bleeding, and it heals very quickly." Thinking about it, Linglong also felt strange, "And every day, it will be a little better. Maybe it's really God's blessing to let the princess suffer less pain."

The cinnabar was slightly stunned. She remembered the gentle hand again, which was the coldness that drove away the pain behind her back. Is that Bai Yin's hand?

Cinnabar's face turned red, and he shook his head hard, trying to shake the face-to-face idea in his mind.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, what's wrong with you?" Linglong was panicked by the cinnabar and hurriedly jumped up and shouted, "Green jade, come on, call the imperial doctor. Your Highness can't do it again."

"Who can't do it?" Zhusha stopped moving and stared at Linglong. "Your master is not dead yet. Why not?"

Linglong opened her mouth, but Lv Yu laughed loudly. Everyone laughed with him, and even Linglong smiled with embarrassment.

"I'm going back to the prince tomorrow, saying that the princess is awake." Xuan'er reminded with a smile, "Why don't you, Your Highness, you have to worry about it."

Brother Ze, worried about me, cinnabar sighed gently and lay down quietly.

As expected by everyone, Bai Ze was very happy to know that the cinnabar woke up. After going down, he rushed over. Of course, there were also some unexpected people, such as Bai Shi.

Bai Shi was greatly moved and appreciated the action of cinnabar to save Bai Yin. Even if the cinnabar was added as "Princess Qianyi" and gave him an additional fief to cinnabar.

Fengland.

The heart of cinnabar suddenly sank and he hurriedly struggled to get up.

"Hahaha, little cinnabar, you don't have to panic. You are so loyal and filial to my big businessman. There are good things in the future!" Bai Shi was overexcited and hurriedly waved his hand and laughed.

"No, Your Highness, this is inexorable!" Zhu Sha saw that Bai Shi was wrong. He hurriedly shook his hand and motioned Linglong to come to help her. Bai Shi's face sank and said coldly, "Little cinnabar, do you want to refute my face?"

"Your Highness misunderstood the cinnabar," the cinnabar finally stood up and knelt to the ground tremblingly. "The cinnabar is the princess of Wuzhao. It is a great honor to be blessed to be crowned as a princess. I dare not accept the territory. This is great disrespectful to Your Highness, and it is even more inappropriate. If Akagi, the father of cinnabar, knows about this, he must You must blame the cinnabar, scold the cinnabar for not knowing how to be a minister, and want to surpass your own status!"