The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Xiao Xixi knelt down beside the prince, rolled up his sleeves, untied his cloth towel, and revealed the ferocious and terrible wound.

As soon as she saw the wound, she remembered the way the prince protected her in front of the killer regardless of his own safety.

In that dangerous situation, normal people should first ensure their own safety and then consider protecting others.

But the prince didn't.

He almost didn't want to stand in front of her.

It was an instinctive response, without thinking through the brain, and had nothing to do with rationality.

Xiao Xi couldn't help saying.

"Thank you."

Luo QingHan looked down at her: "thank you for what?"

"Thank you for protecting me."

Luo QingHan said faintly, "the reason why I protect you is because I didn't know you could do martial arts. I thought you were a weak woman with no strength to bind chickens. I didn't expect your skill to be so good. Even without my protection, you can still be safe."

Xiao Xi shook her head and said seriously, "it has nothing to do with whether I can master martial arts. What I want to thank is your heart. Not everyone can protect me like you. Thank you very much."

At first, she chose the prince as the goal of the task, just to be lazy.

But now, she felt lucky.

She was glad that she chose the prince, Luo QingHan, and no one else.

Others will not expose themselves to danger in order to protect her.

Only Luo QingHan would do that.

He may not be a good man in the traditional sense, but at least he is a good person for her.

Xiao Xi stretched out his hand and hugged his neck.

She repeated the three words in his ear again.

"Thank you."

Luo QingHan sat still and let her hold herself.

He knew that Xiao Xixi was different to himself. She had an irreplaceable important position in both emotional and other aspects.

But what he didn't expect was that he would even take his life in order to protect her.

At the moment of danger, his body was already in front of Xiao Xi before his brain made a judgment.

In retrospect, he felt that he was too impulsive.

But if you let him do it again, he should still do it.

He may be annoyed by his impulse.

But he won't regret it.

Xiao Xixi let him go and began to give him medicine.

Her movements were light and soft, and she stopped and asked.

"Does it hurt?"

Luo QingHan wanted to say no pain, but when she touched her concerned and nervous eyes, her words changed.

"It hurts."

Xiao Xixi lowered his head and blew into his wound. While blowing, he said, "it won't hurt."

The warm breath is sprayed on the wound, which makes it feel crisp and numb.

Luo Qing thought coldly, what kind of little cute is this? How could she be so cute?

I really want to hide her in my pocket so that no one can see her.

Xiao Xixi said solemnly, "when I was a child, I was naughty. I climbed a tree and hurt my arm. That's what master told me. As long as I shout at the wound, the wound won't hurt."

Luo QingHan: "it seems to be a little useful. It doesn't hurt as much as before."

"Then I'll call you again."

Xiao Xi kept blowing into his wound, and his cheeks bulged like a lovely little squirrel.

Luo QingHan looked down at her, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly involuntarily.

He called in a low voice.

"Xi Xi."

Xiao Xi subconsciously looked up and wanted to know what he called himself to do?

But the next moment, the prince lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Xiao Xi was stunned.

She opened her eyes involuntarily, and her brain became blank.

The kiss is very light and shallow. It can be parted at one touch.

Like a dragonfly, touch it gently.

When Xiao Xi came back, the dragonfly had flown away, leaving only a circle of ripples shaking in his heart.

She stared blankly at the prince in front of her and spit out a word for a long time.

"What are you doing?"

Luo QingHan said, "nothing."

If you want to change to another girl, you may be embarrassed to ask again because of your shyness.

But Xiao Xi refused to let each other go. She had to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"Don't pretend to be silly. Why did you kiss me just now?"

Luo QingHan really can't explain this problem.

Why kiss her?

Because I think she's so cute, I can't help but want to kiss.

But he couldn't say that.

He said expressionless, "I didn't kiss you. It was just your illusion."

Xiao Xixi was shocked: "you kissed me and refused to admit it. You don't admit it? Slag man!"

Luo QingHan: "

He just kissed her. How could he eat dry and wipe clean?

It's too easy to eat?!

Xiao Xixi: "I'll give it back to you in vain. You treat me like this. I have no conscience. I won't give you a shout!"

She angrily applied herbal medicine to him and repacked the wound.

……

Towards the early morning, Luo QingHan suddenly began to have a fever.

His whole body was burning hot, and even his breath was burning frighteningly.

Xiao Xixi couldn't sleep because she was worried about the prince's safety. From time to time, she would reach out and touch the prince's forehead to determine his temperature.

Because of her concern, she found the prince's abnormality at the first time.

She hurried out and wrapped the ice and snow with a handkerchief to make a simple version of the cooling bag.

She put the "cooling bag" on Luo QingHan's forehead.

You can't cool down with this alone.

Xiao Xixi went to fetch a basin of cold water again, soaked the cold water with a cloth towel and wiped his body.

Her series of actions startled the sleeping Yue Laosan and his wife.

Yue Laosan put on his clothes and went out of the door to see what had happened?

When he saw Xiao Xi's movements, he probably guessed what the situation was.

"Little lady, is your husband hot?"

Xiao Xi nodded and said yes.

Yue Laosan can't help shaking his head and sighing. According to his experience, once he gets hot all over, it means that the injury is aggravated. This is very dangerous for the patient. Whether he can survive or not depends on whether his life is hard enough.

Xiao Xi asked, "father, do you have any Baijiu?"

In addition to smoking dry cigarettes, Yue Laosan also likes drinking. His family has a jar of burning knives. The wine was specially brought to him when his daughter returned to her mother's house last year.

He was never willing to drink.

He looked at Luo QingHan, who was already unconscious, and Xiao Xi, whose eyes were red with anxiety. In the end, he still couldn't bear to refuse.

"Wait, I'll get it for you."

Soon, Yuelao San brought a bowl of Baijiu.