Female Supporting Counterattack Road: The male protagonist stands still and does not move

Chapter 322 Finally Becomes the Empress (24)

The small cabinet with spare clothes is right next to it, and Mo Zihen can reach it with his hand. After searching for a set of clothes, he planned to help her put them on, but Ning Wan hurriedly waved his hand and refused: "You still have injuries on your body, be careful, I will just come"

"But."

Ning Wan looked into his eyes: "I'm just a little weak, just rest for a while, but you are seriously injured, no matter what, you shouldn't be the one to take care of me."

Mo Zihen lowered his eyelids, handed her the clothes in his hand, then turned and moved back to his position.

Fortunately, I just drank some spiritual spring water, which can relieve the weakness a little bit, so that I won’t be lying there like a disabled person and can’t do anything. It’s difficult to move. I put the clothes on my body hastily and took a rest for a while .

Suddenly I heard Mo Zihen's muffled voice: "...I'm too useless and not strong enough."

Ning Wan looked up at Mo Zihen, who didn't have much sad expression on his face, but his eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.

"I didn't protect His Majesty well, but instead I got myself injured, and I want His Majesty to take care of me. This subordinate is negligent of duty. If His Majesty's martial arts is not so invincible today, I am afraid that we will embark on the road to the underworld together."

Ning Wan sighed softly, stood up from the ground while leaning on the carriage wall, walked slowly towards Mo Zihen, sat down beside him, stretched out his hand to hold his hand, looked straight into his eyes, let He saw that his eyes were full of him: "Zihen don't need to blame yourself, the difference in numbers is huge, even if your martial arts skills are superb, you can't beat a wheel fight, two fists are no match for four hands, Zihen should be I understand, what's more, if Zihen didn't kill those archers alone, how could I be safe?"

"." Mo Zihen was silent.

Seeing that the self-blame and guilt in his eyes were less, Ning Wan hooked his lips, opened a smile, and said softly: "Zihen is very powerful. In the past, Zihen protected me, but I am also the king of a country. From now on, I will protect Zihen."

In Mozihen's obsidian eyes, after the last bit of self-doubt disappeared, what remained was a touch of touching and intoxicating affection. He stretched out his right arm around her waist, and leaned closer to her little by little. , kissed her on the brow and then slowly lowered: "It's good to have you." The voice fell on her lips.

She was already weak and weak, so she leaned softly in his arms, and was afraid that she would press on his wound, so she had to reach out and push his chest, motioning him to let go of her.

But the nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in his arms, it seems that the pain of the wound can be ignored, Mo Zihen just doesn't want to let go of her in his arms, rolling and lingering on her lips for a long time, Ning Wan realizes that he has been moved, deeply Stuck in it, unable to get out of the way, they had to turn their heads and call out to stop, they couldn't stay here for too long.

Mo Zihen stared at Ning Wan's slightly red lips, breathing unsteadily.

"You're still injured, we can't stay here any longer." Ning Wan was ashamed, she lowered her eyes and didn't dare to look at him again, she stretched out her hand to support the wall of the carriage, pulled herself up with all her strength, and slowly walked towards the carriage The car door was moved, and after sitting down slowly, holding the whip and preparing to set off, Mo Zihen also sat down beside her, and stuffed a soft pillow behind her.

"I'm with you."

An undeniable tone.

Ning Wan didn't say any more, and drove off with a smile on his lips.

　Compassion to you.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)