Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

The back that should have been white and flawless was a mess of flesh and blood, covered with streaks of blood. Because taking off clothes had affected the wound, there was a faint flow of blood from the wound that had stopped bleeding.

"Go call Ah Qi." Wiping away the tears on her face, Shen Xixi wrung out the hot towel and leaned over to wipe Ji Wuhen's body.

"Okay." After hearing the order, he didn't dare to delay at twelve o'clock and ran towards the backyard.

Among them, only Ah Qi understands pharmacology.

After half a stick of incense, Ah Qi followed Twelve into the house.

After saying goodbye, I was startled when I saw the "bloody man" lying on the bed.

After seeing the man's face clearly, Ah Qi quickly stepped forward and put his fingers on Ji Wuhen's wrist without caring about anything else.

Afraid of scaring the girl, Ah Qi asked Shen Xixi to wait aside first, then signaled Twelve to assist her and stepped forward to treat the wound on her master's back.

After taking care of the wound, Ah Qi slowly exited the bedroom and came to Shen Xixi: "Master Shen, don't worry, the master is fine."

Lifting her eyes to meet Shen Xixi's concerned eyes, Ah Qi comforted her softly.

Looking at Twelve and Fifteen behind him, he saw that they were confused, and Ah Qi's doubts deepened.

The Lord's injuries were obviously caused by flogging, but isn't flogging used to punish traitors?

"How could he be so hurt?" Looking back at Ji Wuhen on the bed, Shen Xixi asked the doubts in her heart.

She had seen Ji Wuhen's back before, and he shouldn't be weak. How could he be so seriously injured?

"Master lives a life of licking blood with the tip of a knife every day. This situation is very common. Don't worry, girl. I will go get the medicine first." Ah Qi explained softly, fearing that Shen Xixi would be worried.

Then he didn't dare to delay, winked at the two of them, and led them out of the room.

After closing the door and looking back at the two dumbfounded people, Ah Qi's smile disappeared: "Has anything happened in the church recently?"

Recently, she has been watching Cui Qiao's movements and knows nothing about what happened in the church.

"We... don't know?" Looking at each other, Twelve and Fifteen shook their heads.

They have been around Master Shen recently and have no idea what is happening in the church.

"Last time I heard Shi Qi say that... the Saint has come to the capital." Thinking of what Shi Qi said a few days ago, Shi Fifteen couldn't help but speak out.

The saint has been at the headquarters in southern Xinjiang. She has come to the capital for some reason.

"...I'll prepare the medicine, and you guys will clean up this place." Upon hearing the saint, Ah Qi's eyes darkened, knowing that something big had happened in the sect.

Thinking of his master's injury, he said no more and turned back to the room to prepare medicine.

In the room, Shen Xixi threw the changed clothes into the charcoal basin and walked to the bed.

"Well...sister...sister..." As soon as she got close to the bed, her arms were tightly wrapped in hot palms.

Afraid of damaging his wound, Shen Xixi followed his strength and sank down, sitting on the footrest.

"Shen... Xixi..." He looked up at Ji Wuhen's face. At this moment, his face no longer had a showy and willful expression, like a proud crab that had lost its hard shell and was a bit fragile.

"Ji Wuhen... what should I do?" Slender fingers held up his pale and weak face, gently wiping the sweat from his forehead. Shen Xixi's calm heart was once again thrown into a heavy boulder. Stirring up waves.

"Um...sister...don't go!" When she was lost in thought, Ji Wuhen groaned, her crescent-shaped brows furrowed tightly, her breathing became rapid, and finally became difficult.

"Ji Wuhen...are you okay?" He raised his hand and found that his palm was hot. Shen Xixi's heart clenched again and she tried to call his name.

Seeing no reply, the worry in his eyes deepened. He picked up the strong drink on the side, moistened it with a towel, and began to wipe his body to cool down.

Ah Qi had told her that once she had a fever, she should cool down quickly, otherwise the wound would become infected.

Ji Wuhen, who had regained her male body, looked thin, but in fact, she had thin muscles inside and was tall. After wiping her upper body, Shen Xixi was already sweating from exhaustion.

Raising her hand to wipe her sweat, Shen Xixi felt troubled when she looked at Ji Wuhen's lower body pants.

Although the two of them already have skin-to-skin contact, they have already done intimate things.

But at that time, Shen Xixi was drugged and was unconscious. The sight of the ruined palace was dim and she couldn't see anything clearly.

All he could hear was the muffled gasping in his ears, and the iron arm tightening around his waist.

Now, he was about to take off his pants. Even after two lifetimes, Shen Xixi still couldn't control it, and her cheeks turned red.

"Um... um..." During the period of hesitation, Ji Wuhen's throat murmured in pain again. Her cheekbones became increasingly red, and her breath was extremely hot.

After calming down, without any hesitation, Shen Xixi reached out and took off the man's silk pants, wiped his numb hands and feet with a towel, and then pulled the quilt to cover him.

Everything was done while holding her breath, and she threw the towel into the basin. Shen Xixi had already suppressed her blush.

"Huh..." Tan opened her mouth slightly, breathing in the fresh air. Shen Xixi raised her head and touched Ji Wuhen's smooth forehead again.

I found that the temperature was not that high anymore, and my heart relaxed a little.

"Master Shen, the medicine is ready." Outside the door, Fifteen gently knocked on the door and brought the boiled medicine.

"It's getting late, go back to sleep." After taking the medicine bowl, seeing that it was getting late, Shen Xixi asked Shi Shi to go down and rest.

Then he came to the couch with the medicine bowl and fed Ji Wuhen a spoonful of the medicine.

After taking the medicine, Shen Xixi rubbed her sore shoulders. Seeing that there was some color on Ji Wuhen's face, she let out a long sigh of relief.

He raised his eyes to look at the sky which was already turning fish belly white. He covered his lips with his hand and yawned lightly, and there were physiological tears in his eyes.

Seeing that Ji Wuhen's condition was slightly stable, Shen Xixi sat back on the footrest with peace of mind.

Looking at Qingjun's handsome sleeping face lying in front of her, Shen Xixi lowered her head gently and pressed her forehead against his.

The moment their skins touched each other, the temperature of the other person's skin spread to Shen Xixi's whole body, causing her crow-feather eyelashes to tremble violently.

"Enemies..." Shen Xixi sighed softly and murmured.

Then he stepped back, leaning his slender back on the bed frame behind him, and slowly closed his eyes.

……

In the early morning, the sun rises in the east, and a few rays of sunlight shine into the house through the window screen, falling on a pair of beauties on the bed.

The man was wearing white light clothes, his fair chin resting on a big red mandarin duck pillow, lying on his side, only half of his jade-like face was exposed, and his black hair fell on the pillow.

His face was a pair of tightly overlapping palms. The big, sharp-jointed palms were tightly wrapped around the soft and innocent little hands, and they were pressed hard against the pillow.

Dazzled by the gaze that came in, the sleeping man's eyelids slightly opened a slit to check the situation, and he saw a familiar pattern and arrangement.

Feeling the shallow breath hitting her ears, Ji Wuhen turned her face slightly and saw Shen Xixi lying next to her.

"You are still……"

Raising his hand to gently support Shen Xixi's face, Ji Wuhen's eyes filled with ripples and her thin lips curled up.

Shen Xixi frowned slightly. Ji Wuhen had some doubts in her heart. After looking at her, she found that she was hunched over the bed, sitting on the footrest, and her posture was very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, he propped himself up and stood up slowly. Because the wound on his back was being affected, Ji Wuhen frowned slightly and his breathing became a little ragged.

When he finally got out of bed and stood up, Ji Wuhen's face was covered with sweat, and the white clothes behind him became stained with blood again.

He leaned over and picked up Shen Xixi by the waist, placing her on the bed beside her. Ji Wuhen took the brocade quilt and covered it with her.

"Xi'er, are you there?"