Chapter 72 [Afling and Intertwin]

Chapter 72 [Afling and Entanglement]

In front of us are several big trees with beautiful flowers. There are several bamboo eaves houses under the big trees, and there are crooked fences in front of the house. There is a river in front of the house, and the big windmill is rolling briskly. This is a small fishing village, and why did Rumo go to the fishing village?

Because Xiao Yan's original injury could not be delayed, and Ru Mo was anxious to catch up the carriage. He thought that with his little skill, he could get along with Fan Yun. Unexpectedly, he didn't expect to carry the carriage to death. Not to mention driving the carriage into the river, even the horse's hoof was entangled by water and grass. When there was nothing he could do, he finally I saw a small fishing boat not far away. The simple fisherman's aunt helped them, took them to this quiet fishing village and vacated their own room for them to recuperate.

The fisherman's aunt gave Ru Mo a set of thick linen. When Ru Mo, dressed in coarse linen and holding millet porridge, appeared in front of Xiao Yan like this, he couldn't help saying, "You are so beautiful."

She looked at her body. It was really funny. She was too uncomfortable with this dress. She was like a fisherman. She handed the bowl in her hand to him and frowned, "Is this beautiful?"

"Beautiful, as long as it's my Moer, it's beautiful anyway." When he said this, he was close to her ear, and the warm breath blew on her ear, making her heart flutter, and her face turned red.

She dodged his eyes, scooped up a small spoonful of porridge, blew it cold, and sent it to his mouth, signaling him to open his mouth. He obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the spoon, staring at her with a strange light in his eyes.

"What's the matter? It's not delicious?" She stepped back a little, distanced herself from him, and asked fiercely.

"What is this?" A sweet smile appeared in the eyes of an innocent person.

"Xiaomi porridge." A natural answer.

"Did you do it?" I'm reluctant to ask questions.

"The fisherman's aunt cooked it." To be honest.

After the conversation, the fragrance of medicine wrapped between her nose and someone's extremely beautiful cheeks made her confused and suddenly had the impulse to run.

"Mier, I haven't finished it yet." He got up slightly, and his wide robe slipped from his shoulder, revealing his tight and strong chest. A few rays of sunshine shine beside him from the window. Even if you sit cross-legged, you can still feel the majestic and cold breath permeating. Is this the spirit of the king?

She came to her senses, blushed, and hurriedly said, "The porridge is cold. I can't drink it. I'll heat it up."

He suddenly grabbed her skirt, pulled her to the bed, raised his face, and looked up at him. His eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and his long silk hair slipped mischievously across her face... Bang! It's really disappointing that the bowl in a woman's hand fell to the ground, but why can she be so handsome even if she is injured? Why? Why?

"Oh, by the way, how's your injury? Let me see if it's time to change the medicine!" She took a deep breath and finally found a topic that could be changed.

"Come on." Someone lifted the quilt awe-inspiringly and looked like she was**.

She took out the ointment from her wide pocket, stretched out her hand seriously with wide eyes, and took off his robe. Her shoulders were wrapped in white gauze. The middle of the gauze was stained with red and black blood. She carefully uncovered the gauze wrapped in his shoulder. When she uncovered the last layer, the wound was not completely healed. The gauze was glued to her, which made her hands tremble, and the wound was torn apart in an instant, and the blood kept flowing out.

"Does it hurt? How can blood be black? Hasn't the poison been solved yet? Is there any residual poison in the body?" She asked with great concern and looked at him in panic.

"What poison?" He looked at her quietly and asked. As if it was not him who was injured.

"My master poisoned me." She opened the ointment, applied it to his wound, then neatly picked up the clean gauze and wrapped the wound.

"Mier, do you know all about it? About your master..." He looked at her face full of cold sweat and asked distressedly.

She blinked her eyes, lowered her head, gently touched her lips on his wound, and blew softly, "Xiao Yan... Sorry... I misunderstood you... You didn't kill the master... She committed suicide..."

As soon as she blew, his wound was painful and itchy. He pushed her head away and looked at her guilty and worried appearance. She couldn't help laughing, raised his hand and rubbed her soft hair, and smiled gently.

"I've said that I won't do it again. After so many things, I know that you are worth believing." She said softly, and took off her shoes, went to bed, lifted the quilt, quietly leaned in his arms, silently opened her eyes, listened to his heartbeat, and smelled him.

The two hugged each other quietly. After a while, she suddenly looked up at him and asked, "Have you solved my master's poison?"

"Hmm..." He thought about it seriously and said, "I swear, I won't detoxify until the day I find you. Xiao Yan will suffer with Mo'er."

She opened her mouth and imagined the remnants of the poison remaining in his body. The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable it was. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. She hugged him hard and said, "You're so stupid..."

"You're stupid. You fooled me with the whole mask. Do you think I can't recognize you in this way?" He looked at her and smiled, and a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

"How can you recognize me and see through my mask at once?" She touched her chin and looked at him strangely.

He smiled evilly, his eyebrows were bent, and the narrow corners of his eyes seemed to emit light. He whispered, "Because a person's smell and eyes will never change!"

There is a dry pine tree beside the winding mountain road. Ru Mo put on the top branch with one hand and turned it over with the other. She only heard a "ga!" and turned it down.

"Girl, you can't do this. It's too dangerous to climb so high. Come down quickly." The fisherman's aunt looked up in sweat and shouted.

"Aun aunt is fine. I will do some kung fu. There are the medicinal leaves I need on it. I have to pick them..." Rumo's clothes were soaked all over her body, and she continued to reach the swaying branch at the top.

The fisherman's aunt took a deep breath and then said with a smile, "Look at the girl, you are doing your best to save your handsome husband, right?"

"I..." Ru Mo's hand was in mid-air and couldn't help but be dumbfounded. The fisherman's aunt was right. If it hadn't been to help Xiao Yan detoxify, she would not have used her half-hearted and shallow medical skills to get enough medicinal leaves, but she had learned from Xiang's mother-in-law that the linear lanceolate leaves on the top ** scale shield of the pine tree could be detoxified.

"Ha ha, don't be embarrassed. I think that your aunt and your uncle were also in love. Every morning, he fished and I weaved a net. Although life is simple, I am very happy..." The fisherman's aunt was intoxicated with herself and talk endlessly.

Ru Mo's body jumped gently on the branch, and the medicinal leaf wrapped her hand around her hand. As the branch pressed down, she landed steadily, dialed the branch at the top of the beginning, slightly tilted her head to the fisherman's aunt, and asked with a smile; "What happened later? We have been here for a few days. Why haven't we seen the uncle? Did you go fishing?"

The smile on the fisherman's aunt's face gradually faded, and she said for a long time, "Your uncle was washed away by the rainstorm, and the bones may have been eaten by the fish. I couldn't find it for three days and nights. I didn't let him go that day. He just wanted to go. If he knew that there was no return, even if I quarreled with him, I would have to stop him. So, aunt Mother, you must know how to cherish the happiness in front of you. Don't be like your aunt. I can't regret it!"

As the fisherman's aunt said, she must know how to cherish the happiness in front of her, so after Ru Mo smashed the collected medicinal leaves into mud, she added more orchid grass on her own initiative. She picked it by the way, which was helpful for sleep. Thinking that Xiao Yan shed so much blood, she was heartbroken to death. Anyway, sleeping is taking tonic. Here is tonic. If there is a shortage, let him sleep more! Unexpectedly...

When Xiao Yan finished eating the medicine boiled by a quack doctor, he only felt that his whole body was slightly hot, his mouth was thirsty and unbearable, and fine sweat appeared on his forehead from time to time, and his heart was like a flame that could not be extinguished.

Ru Mo looked at Xiao Yan with a painful face and studied anxiously; "Do you have a fever? No, I should be very accurate when I take the medicine. Is what Grandma Xiang said wrong? Pine leaves can't be poisoned?"

"Moer, I haven't heard that you know medicine. What's in the medicine you gave me?" Someone couldn't help falling down on **, gritting his teeth with a painful moan in his mouth.

A woman looked non-toxic, "Except for pine leaves, it's orchid grass..."

Wow, it's fixed! A shout of surprise came, "You added... Orchid grass?"

"Well, it helps sleep!" The confident answer almost showed the little rabbit's teeth.

God! Anecdotes! Does orchid grass help you sleep? Is it a woman's original? This is obviously a powerful **!

"Wait, I'll ask the fisherman if there is a doctor here..." As soon as she took a step, her hand was tightly grasped. The temperature of his hands was frighteningly hot. She looked back at him and saw that his face was red, his collar was pulled to his chest, the skin on his chest was pink, and his forehead was covered with a little sweat, which was so charming!

"Mier..." His hoarse voice, intoxicated eyes, handsome red face, my God! Her brain was petrified in an instant. He was inviting me to hurry up... Hurry up... Hurry up?

The moment when she quickly touched her scared little hand on his forehead, she had been pressed under him. She bit her lip and said nervously, "Xiao Yan, calm down! I'll call a doctor for you!"

"The doctor?"

She blushed and looked at him and nodded.

There is a kind of smile that is the most irresistible, especially on the lips of a beautiful man with such an evil face, dark eyes like ink, and sharp eyebrows

, it is simply an inexhaustible amorous amorous feelings and inexhaustible charm, which makes people can't help but admire it.

She looked at him in a while. He hugged her and rubbed her neck gently, which made her whole body hot.

"Moer, you have changed."

"Well... Ah? Have I changed?" She pointed to herself and asked.

He nodded.

"How has it changed?" She frowned and asked.

He looked at her and said, "You are wearing a mask, and your facial muscles become so stiff."

Then she suddenly remembered that she had been wearing the skin given by Xiang's mother-in-law and forgot to take it off. Such a strange face. No wonder he kept looking at himself strangely. It was caused by this skin for a long time, delay, delay, delay!

"This... You need to use sesame oil... Only then can I take it off..." She pulled the muscles of her face with her hand. Although it was a little twisted, it didn't look like it was going to fall off at all. All she could say was that the strong glue was very sticky.

"Why are you still so stupid?" There was a trace of distress and doting in his voice.

"Hehe... Do you have a way to take it down?" She glanced at him and asked with a red face.

"Of course there is a way, don't you know? My master is a master of dough, so I can see through it at a glance and know how to remove it quickly..." His face was only a centimeter close to her, and his breath hit her face gently as he spoke. The tone was seductive.

She squeezed her mouth nervously, licked her lower lip and asked, "Master? Why didn't I hear that you still have a master?"

"My martial arts are all from my master. He is a master. If there is a chance, I will introduce you to him. He is still an old urchin..." He approached her again, gently stretched out his tongue and licked it back and forth on her cheeks, muttering, "Master said he would rest this mask, and saliva would also work!"

Under her face are her gentle eyes, which are so deep that can't be seen because there are too many emotions. It is full of some kind of incomprehensive dream. She smiled at him gently and whispered, "Xiao Yan, Mo'er is back!"

His expression couldn't help but be stunned. His face was full of gentleness and surprise, and then it turned into a thin anger, and then slowly turned into deep. After a long time, he smiled brightly and asked, "Moer, do you blame me for the arrow I shot at you?"

"I believe in your archery... But..." She frowned tightly and said that it was fake. In case of a deviation, her life would be buried immediately. However, she was poisoned at that time. Even if she was not shot to death by an arrow, she would be poisoned to death. Thinking of this, she felt better.

At the moment when she lost her mind, he kissed her cheek and opened her skirt. As her belly pocket fell, the bright jasmine on her chest was quickly exposed to the cool air, which was fascinating.

He kissed her gently, and his tongue was like a snake, sliding on her body. He licked it from her neck all the way to her crisp chest, teasing and biting her breasts.

She ate so much pain that her whole body was tense. She grabbed his shoulder tightly with both hands, straightened her body, closed her eyes, and felt the feeling of crispness and numbness.

He looked at her with a confused face and was happy in his heart. He liked her expression, only in front of him, the red cheeks, crazy eyes and gentle voice, and finally found her again. It's good.

He stroked the jasmine on her chest in circles, with a trace of fragility in his dazzling handsome face. "If Moer doesn't shoot that arrow, how can she take you away from the palace? So... I don't regret it... We will never be separated again!"