When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

In a rest hall near the boundary monument.

Yun Jinghuang has been moved to the room to lie down.

She fainted and slept on the bed, her face a little pale.

The hall was filled with people.

Rong Ji, Chu Jiangling and Di Taiyin were all there.

Fu Chengqi, who originally stayed in Northern Qi, also happened to arrive.

He sat by the bed and treated Yun Jinghuang's wounds.

The piece of fabric on the thigh was cut open, revealing the scratches of the knife.

With a dagger cut, a large gash was opened in the already tender skin of the thigh, dripping with blood and turning black.

Fu Chengqi's eyes were red and he was extremely distressed.

Wu Ping's family will all have to pay the price for hurting Huang'er!

And this poison...

"It's Nanyan Midu!"

Every country always has some secret poisons of its own, which are kept secret and unknown to outsiders.

If we research the antidote, it will take some time.

But if it continues to be delayed like this...

The poison keeps spreading and causes paralysis of the limbs.

If the poisonous blood attacks the heart, it will never wake up...

Fu Chengqi knew that the poison was complex and life-threatening.

But without even thinking about it, he leaned over and prepared to suck her poisonous blood.

"Doctor Fu, no!"

Rong Ji interrupted him, and he stepped forward, still wearing silver armor, with a calm and serious expression:

"If you are exposed to this poison, you will faint. You are the most skilled healer here.

If you faint, who will handle her injuries? "

"I come."

Rong Ji's appearance was steady and firm.

Chu Jiangling said: "No, you lead the Zhennan Army for Miss Yun.

If you also faint, the Zhennan Army will be leaderless.

I am still a scholar, so it doesn’t matter how many days I faint. "

He pushed Rong Ji away and sat beside the bed.

But before he leaned down, Di Taiyin had already grabbed his arm.

Di Taiyin looked at his face which was very similar to Di Changyuan's.

Although they knew he was not Eleven, they chatted for a long time last night.

Chu Jiangling chatted with him about bamboo green wine, bamboo dew cake, and what kind of scenery would make tea most elegant when it snows.

It was obviously not eleven, but he had treated him as eleven.

He is Ninth Brother, the Ninth Brother who promised to protect Eleven for the rest of his life.

Moreover, Di Taiyin learned so many strategies from Yun Jinghuang.

Chu Jiangling was a native of the Northern Qi Dynasty and the prime minister of the Northern Qi Dynasty.

If something happens in the Nanyan Kingdom, it is related to their Eastern Qin Dynasty.

Depending on how much the Chu family and the King of Northern Qi loved Chu Jiangling, there might be another turmoil in the Three Kingdoms.

All thoughts are in the mind only for a moment.

Di Taiyin pulled Chu Jiangling up and looked directly at him with deep and beautiful eyes:

"You can't get into trouble here."

After that, he called out: "Xinhuan."

Xinhuan understood and immediately stepped forward to pull Chu Jiangling away.

Di Taiyin, dressed in a noble golden dragon robe, sat beside the bed and leaned over.

Anyway, if Yun Jinghuang hadn't saved him, he and the Zhou family would have died long ago.

Even if this life is given back to her, it is still right.

Di Taiyin got closer and closer to the wound.

When the sight is about to come into contact——

"Everyone get out!"

A majestic and cold order suddenly came.

Everyone turned to look.

Then he saw Di Yi, dressed in black robes, striding in from outside.

He was taller than everyone present, and his already towering figure gave off a feeling of cramped oppression.

As soon as he arrived, even the atmosphere became quite coercive.

Di Taiyin frowned.

Rong Ji and others also looked solemn and warned:

"Eastern Qin cannot live without the War Emperor. I hope the War Emperor will think twice!"

Di Yi only opened his thin lips:

"go out."

The cold voice was an unquestionable decision.

Cang Fa and Long Mo came in and pulled people out one by one. After a while, they pulled everyone out.

Cang Fa also thoughtfully closed the palace door for them.

Finally there were only two people left in the room.

Di Yi walked to the bed and his eyes fell on her blackened wound.

His usually calm long eyebrows frowned slightly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he raised his big hand and landed on her heart.

Afterwards,

Invisible internal force spreads from between the palms.

His big hand also moved from top to bottom.

It passed over her chest, passed through the Governor Channel, to her waist, and then to her thighs.

The internal force followed her palm and entered the woman's body.

Press down from the heart channel.

The wound on the leg gradually began to flow more blood.

Yun Jinghuang was dazed in pain and felt a big, generous hand falling on his heart.

Opening his eyes weakly, he saw the person sitting beside the bed...it was Di Yi...

And his big hands went all the way down from her chest, touching her heart, then to her waist, then to her thighs...

"why you……"

She was a little confused when she asked, remembering that Di Taiyin and others were by her side before she fainted.

Di Yi didn't raise his eyes to look at her, he just said:

"They're busy."

Yun Jinghuang frowned, are you busy?

What happened again?

And along with the outflow of poisonous blood, what finally flowed out was bright red blood.

Di Yi retracted his hand and picked up a pile of small daggers that Fu Chengqi had prepared earlier.

"It hurts a little, bear with it."

His deep voice was soothing.

After cauterizing the small dagger with a lamp, and after the heat dissipated, he began to scrape off the condensed black blood on her wound and debride it.

Yun Jinghuang frowned in pain.

But he quickly thought of something, and tried to relax again, gritting his teeth.

Di Yi cleaned her up for a long time, but didn't hear any sound from the woman.

He raised his eyes and glanced at her, and saw that her forehead was obviously covered with sweat and her lips were pale, but she didn't make any sound...

He tried to keep his voice as soft as possible: "It hurts, you can scream out, you don't have to hold it in."

Yun Jinghuang said, "I don't feel any pain."

She didn't dare to say that she was afraid of pain.

If you are afraid of pain, how can you go to the battlefield in the future?

Di Yi would never allow her to follow him.

So even though it hurt, she kept enduring it.

Di Yi glanced at her pale and tough little face again, but he couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Those big hands that had been roughened by the battlefield were gentle movements that he had never seen before.

The wound has been debrided.

But it still needs to be disinfected with alcohol.

When the liquor is spilled,

Yun Jinghuang's little body clearly trembled, but she still didn't make a sound.

Di Yi's eyes darkened a bit.

Finally the wound was bandaged.

He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her.

"Do you have a long memory?"

“The sword has no eyes in the battlefield.”

"Don't get close to the body at will in the future."

The words that follow are filled with instruction.

Yun Jinghuang kept it in mind.

This was indeed the first time she had encountered a corpse like Wu Ping's that could be turned into fire and still jump up.

The wound hurts so much.

She wanted him to go out, but if he wasn't here, she could secretly scream twice~

Yun Jinghuang made an excuse at random: "You go out first, I still have something to discuss with General Funing."

At the mention of Rong Ji, the scene he saw when he came in flashed before Di Yi's eyes.

Yun Jinghuang's fair legs were exposed, and several men were beside the bed.

Especially Di Taiyin, he is getting more and more...

Di Yi's eyes darkened: "If you have something to do in the future, talk to Gu Gu. Don't get too close to them."

Yun Jinghuang frowned upon hearing this.

"You...what did you say..."

Did she hear it wrong?

Ayi actually asked her not to get too close to them?