Fast Time Travel: When Crazy Beauty Criticizes the Villain's Script

Seeing the injury on the side of the neck was shocking.

The deepest wound bled, and after the night not only swelled, but turned a horrific lilac.

The lightest one has become a slightly darker imprint, which still looks terrible.

He has survived among the dead since he was a child, fought countless battles, and seen countless wounds and severed limbs.

This was the first time that the general used the word 'terrible' to describe the injury.

His heart seemed to be picked up by someone. He stretched out his hand lightly, but he didn't dare to touch it. The hand that held the knife and the bow that never trembled touched the neck at this time, and it was almost unnoticeable. trembling.

After a long time, Lu Shi only heard two very hoarse words squeezed out from his throat: "Does it hurt?"

It felt like he was sad, but his expression was too gloomy, clearly not knowing that he was sad.

At this moment, Lu Shi's heart softened again.

"The general blows, and the pain will go away."

Lu Yi raised his eyes abruptly when he heard the words, and looked into those phoenix eyes that seemed to hide a trace of tenderness in them.

heart throbbing...

It hurts again.

Lu Yi really didn't know how to describe the feeling at this moment, because he had never felt this way since he was a child.

His Highness's eyes were very gentle, obviously he was the one who had suffered and suffered, but at this moment he actually showed a gesture of comforting himself.

Lu Yi withdrew his hand quickly, shook it firmly, turned his head and called out in a low voice, "Seventeen."

The window opened in response, Shi Qi poked his head out of the window like a bat and looked in, "General?"

"Go home and get the medicine."

Shi Qi glanced at the bed through the window lattice, said "yes", and retracted his head suddenly.

The little sick young man didn't seem to be frightened at all, and Shi Qi made a slightly regretful face when he flew out.

Eleven was speechless.

He knew that Seventeen was angry that His Highness drugged their general last night to bring him down.

But if you have to be reasonable, it was their general who broke into other people's bedroom first, and this highness was injured by the general in that way, no matter how you look at it, this highness is a little bit worse. Seventeen hates this highness because of this. It doesn't make sense.

But in fact, Eleven doesn't like this one very much.

He always felt that His Royal Highness was a bit incomprehensible, and after listening to it for a long time today, Eleven felt that this general's attitude towards their general was very strange.

Obviously, the one who should hate their general the most is this one, right?

But he didn't show it at all, and he even had a sense of seduction in the open and in the dark.

He didn't believe that the general didn't expect this weirdness, but the general's attitude towards him was hard to guess...

Anyway, it's the master's business, Eleven thinks that they are not qualified to comment on anything, so he doesn't hold Shi Qi's obvious dislike for Lu Shi.

Seventeen is still a child at heart, and one day he will suffer a lot.

Just as he was thinking this way, he heard the general's voice, "Let him go and get twenty army sticks by himself."

Eleven's heart trembled.

The general really cared about His Highness very much. Seventeen deliberately appeared in such a funny way just now to scare Lu Shi. Eleven was not surprised at all that the general saw through his intentions, but he was still punished...

He corrected his mentality and said respectfully, "Yes."

It seems that His Highness is more important in the general's mind than he thought.

Lu Shi saw that Lu Yi still had a serious face, but his brows were so wrinkled that they could pinch a mosquito to death.

"The general doesn't want to brag about me, so will you give me the medicine yourself?" He had already tacitly agreed that the general asked the hidden guard to fetch the medicine just now for himself.

Lu Yi took a deep look at him, reached out to pick up the cloak that had been shaken off the bed just now, and put it on his shoulders again.

During the movement, the fingers inevitably touched him, and only felt the fingertips were icy cold.

He frowned, and carefully tied the cloak on him, then naturally stretched out his hand to touch his cheek, it was really cold.

Even though he was staying in the room, his legs were still covered with quilts, but after taking off his cloak for a while, he didn't feel any heat at all.

There was indeed no blood on that pale face, even the color of his lips was pale.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, it was covered by Lu Shi's raised hand. His fingertips were colder than his cheeks, as cold as a piece of ice.

The palm was pressed against the cheek, and the palm felt soft and greasy.

Lu Yi is a martial arts practitioner, with a strong body, deep internal strength, and strong firepower. Even in heavy snow, he is not afraid of the cold, and his body is always warm.

At this time, his palm was even warmer because it was against the cold skin.

Then I saw Lu Shi squinted his eyes comfortably, and said with a sigh, "You are so warm."

Lazy and a little clingy.

Lu Yi had given up thinking.

It doesn't matter what the little highness relied on to survive from the out-of-control self last night, or what kind of plan he has for himself.

In short, in this world, what he wants, there should be nothing he can't afford.

Then let him figure it out.

"it is good."

Hearing his answer so abruptly, Lu Shi paused for a moment before realizing that what he answered was the question about taking medicine that he had just asked.

Seeing him being so 'on the road', Lu Shi's unhappiness just now dissipated, and he bent his eyes towards Lu Yi, showing a smile.

Lu Yi simply sat down on the edge of his bed, pulled up the quilt for him, and wrapped the cloak tighter. He used one hand during the whole process, and Lu Shi pressed the back of the hand against his face with the other hand.

Lu Shi watched him do this silently, and finally tilted his head slightly, and said, "It's not warm at all, can the general hug me to keep warm?"

So when Shi Qi quickly took the medicine and came back, what he saw was that their general not only collapsed, but also hugged the little sick child in his arms.

Shi Qi once thought that he was going to die, otherwise how could there be such a bizarre hallucination?

But what was even more bizarre was that Eleven told him that the general had fined him twenty army sticks.

So Shi Qi handed over the medicine, turned around and rolled away to be beaten without stopping.

In the room, Lu Yi was giving medicine to Lu Shi.

What Shiqi took was not the best kind of wound medicine, but the things from the general's mansion would be so bad.

When the medicine is in the box, it is a milky white paste. When it is applied to the wound, it will turn transparent with body temperature and then be absorbed. It has good analgesic and healing effects.

The general wields swords and swords all year round, his hands are not delicate, there are even thin calluses, and his skin color is also the deep honey color that has been exposed to the sun all year round in Bianliao.

His palms are big and powerful at first glance.

At this time, she was applying the medicine to the person in her arms with a precision comparable to embroidery.

The skin of His Royal Highness is as white as the sun has not been seen all year round, and the skin texture is delicate and delicate (too delicate compared to the big old rough general), the contrast with him is too great, the two phases touch together, forming a visual The impact is amazing.

However, this little Highness seems to have no sense of the atmosphere being too ambiguous, and he will moan because he has to rub the ointment to avoid touching the painful wound.

It is conceivable that it didn't take long for the general to be on pins and needles, like being tortured.

Feel the breath behind gradually become dangerous.

Lu Shi finally obediently remained still.

Oh!Don't play anymore, although I still want to, but I still have to consider my current sick and injured situation, he doesn't want to gg because of the momentary pleasure.

The little highness in his arms finally calmed down, even the tips of his ears were a little red, revealing an inexplicable shyness and obedience.

But the general has seen through.

Shyness and cuteness are all illusions.

Grumpy taste is real.