The Queen's favorite childhood plum concubine

After the girls went out, Jun Ziyao looked at the pale Long'er lying on the bed, and felt pain in her heart.

YouQi looked at this moment when the Yin Hong knife was still stabbing fiercely in Long'er's chest, her eyes were bloodshot, her eyes were filled with tears, and the corners of her mouth were bitten by herself with traces of blood.

"Longer, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

As soon as the voice fell, she hurriedly pushed Ling Xiaoxiao's sweaty hair sticking to her face away one by one from her small face.

After removing the hair from the eyebrows and eyes, down to the cheeks, and then to the chin, Jun Ziyao looked at Ling Xiaoxiao whose eyes were closed at this time, her heart tightened and ached .

Because the knife was inserted into the chest from behind, Ling Xiaoxiao was lying on her side at this time.

Moreover, her back was facing outwards and her face was facing inwards, so Jun Ziyao could only wipe her exposed little face clean at this time, as for the pressed side, there was nothing she could do.

But at this moment, Ling Xiaoxiao was having nightmares again, and her whole body was very restless. Jun Ziyao didn't know if she could draw her sword in such a situation.

Then the voice came out to the imperial doctors outside the bedroom screen, until the imperial doctors waited for another prescription, and asked the attendants to boil the medicine and brought it in.

After taking the medicine directly from the hands of several people, Jun Ziyao drove them out again. She sat in front of the bed with a bowl of black soup and medicine, picked up the key spoon and began to feed Ling Xiaoxiao medicine one bite at a time.

But Ling Xiaoxiao, who was in a coma, was not at all stable at this moment, desperately screaming "little black horse", as soon as her medicine spoon fed the medicine into Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth, it immediately poured out from the corner of her pressed mouth.

If she moved Ling Xiaoxiao, she was afraid that the knife at the back would penetrate deeper, and Ling Xiaoxiao would suffer too much, so she had to try a few more times, and found that she had already fed a bowl of soup and medicine for less than half. It seems that half a mouthful has not been fed.

"Drink the medicine quickly, Long'er."

An anxious sound sounded, and finally Jun Ziyao tried everything he could but couldn't feed it.

For some reason, looking at Long'er at this time, even though his face was pale, his eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, his skin was as soft as jade, soft as greasy, and his lips were bright red.

Even though she was pale and bloodless at this moment, she still felt that small mouth was so charming and seductive.

The heart tightened, and the heart started beating uncontrollably. At this time, Jun Ziyao reached out to hold down the beating heartbeat, but found that there was no way to stop it.

She bowed her head in bliss, and kissed the lips that had been tempting her all this time. She had just touched them, but she felt that Longer's lips were really soft.

Just when she was about to stick her tongue into Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth, Jun Ziyao suddenly heard the decoction that she couldn't get in anyway. At this moment, she suddenly thought of how to feed the medicine.

Reluctantly withdrawing from Ling Xiaoxiao's lips, she took a big gulp of the dark soup.

Without even putting down the bowl, she just bent down and fed all the soup and medicine in her mouth into Ling Xiaoxiao's mouth mouth to mouth.

Seeing that the soup tended to flow out from the other side again, she quickly sealed Ling Xiaoxiao's entire lips with her lips and tongue, and then continued to push the flowing soup into her mouth with her tongue.

Constantly provoking Ling Xiaoxiao's tongue, pushing a big mouthful of soup in her mouth towards her throat little by little.

Jun Ziyao is actually very familiar with Ling Xiaoxiao's body, even her tongue. At this time, she used her tongue to guide Ling Xiaoxiao's tongue, and kept feeding the soup.

However, she found that Ling Xiaoxiao's soft tongue was extremely obedient at this moment, even the voice that was still raving before was strangely quiet because of her tongue being trapped.

After the first success, the next few times went smoothly, not too smoothly, and soon Jun Ziyao fed a large bowl of dark soup and medicine.

I don't know if the previous life-saving elixir has already started to work, or if this bowl of soup is now starting to take effect. In short, after Jun Ziyao finished feeding the medicine, Ling Xiaoxiao's trembling body, which had been having nightmares before, relaxed.

The cold sweat on his forehead didn't appear again, and the little face that Zouqi had previously relaxed, Jun Ziyao let out a long breath.

Unconsciously, she reached out her hand to wipe the sweat off her head one by one, and then she put the empty bowl on the table.

Get out of bed directly, after soaking the hot towel in water, start to wipe off Ling Xiaoxiao's forehead, cheeks, nose, and chin, all the sweat drops, and even the residue of the medicine juice on the neck.

Thinking about drawing the knife for Long Er later, the wound must be kept clean, as the imperial doctor said.

But Long Er's wound was on his chest, if he wanted to keep his chest clean, he would have to take off his clothes, then would Long Er blame her when he woke up?

But to keep the wound clean, this is what the imperial doctor said, not what she did on purpose, even if she took off Long Er's clothes, Long Er would not blame her, right?right?

In fact, as a monk, and already a monk in the foundation building stage, Jun Ziyao can use thousands of cleansing, dust-cleaning and other spells in the water spells.

Without taking off Long'er's clothes at all, her wounds and even the blood on her body can be cleaned.

But by accident, she chose the way of a loving couple in the mortal world. Who made her want to see Long Er's body long ago?

At the thought of taking off Long'er's clothes later, Jun Ziyao's heart was beating like a festive drum, and she jumped faster, as if her whole face was on fire.

After a flash of anticipation, his whole body became hot, even his tongue became parched.

So Jun Ziyao wiped all Ling Xiaoxiao's exposed naked parts, including the entire face, neck, and collarbone, over and over again.

Even Ling Xiaoxiao's hands were wiped by Jun Ziyao no less than ten times, Jun Ziyao finally prepared herself psychologically.

Stretching out trembling hands, Jun Ziyao, with her heart beating ten times faster than usual, first untied the tie of Ling Xiaoxiao's outermost coat, revealing the close-fitting palace skirt inside.

At this moment, she took a tight breath, swallowed, and continued to undo the row of buttons on the second palace skirt on Ling Xiaoxiao's chest with a rapid heartbeat.

Immediately, only the penultimate layer of white silk mattress was left, which was tightly attached to her innermost bellyband.

With trembling hands, he stretched out his slender fingers and separated the silk mattress. A heart-pounding scene appeared in front of his eyes, and a burst of pink bubbles also popped up around him.

Looking at the unobstructed scenery in the green apron with the mandarin ducks playing in the water and the hibiscus under her, Jun Ziyao could still feel the roundness that seemed to be bouncing out of the apron, and her staring eyes immediately came out.

The skin on Ling Xiaoxiao's chest can be described as snowy skin and jade skin, which is not an exaggeration at all. The skin that can be broken by blowing bullets, at first glance, is white and tender, as if water can be squeezed out.

"Skin is like ice and snow, naoyue is like a virgin" is actually used to describe her Longer, no, it should be said that it is difficult to describe the beauty of her Longer with words in the world.

Under the white jade-like snow muscles, you can still see tiny blood vessels under the skin, white and soft, with beautiful scenery, tempting to taste.

Even though there were still dried blood stains on the skin under the snowy muscles, it did not affect the beauty in front of him at all.

As if being bewitched, Jun Ziyao stretched out her hand to touch it, and immediately felt that the baby-like skin under her hand was smoother and more delicate than the finest silk, making it hard to put it down.

"Long'er, it's so beautiful, I, I, I think..." After a long time, Jun Ziyao felt that her body was going to explode, her heart was beating, and she wanted to jump out, but she was firmly fixed in her body inside.

As soon as she closed her eyes, she bent down, ready to taste the beautiful scenery in front of her.

Unexpectedly, she was kneeling on the bed, and when she just lowered her head to kiss the skin on Ling Xiaoxiao's chest, Ling Xiaoxiao who was in a coma suddenly moved her body because of the pain.

She was so frightened that she broke out in a cold sweat, and her whole body tensed up, her lowered forehead bumped into the tip of the knife that pierced Ling Xiaoxiao's chest, just touching her forehead.

Immediately, the sharp point of the knife cut a gash on her forehead, and immediately drops of blood rolled down, causing both of them to cry out in pain.

Ling Xiaoxiao was in so much pain that she burst into tears, "Woooooooo...Little black horse, Long'er is in pain."

Because she was lying on her side, she was lying very uncomfortable, and her brows were tightly furrowed at this moment.

Being hit by Jun Ziyao in this way, her body followed the inertia and was about to fall backwards, and immediately pulled Jun Ziyao, who was engulfed in beauty, back to reality.

At this moment, looking at Long Er's raised brows on the bed, even a small face was raised tightly, and the tears that flowed from the corners of her eyes immediately faded away all the joy in her heart.

On the contrary, it was full of overwhelming pain and regret, sometimes it was worry about Ling Xiaoxiao, and sometimes it was infinite disgust and self-blame for herself.

With tears in her eyes, she tightly hugged Ling Xiaoxiao's body that was about to fall backwards.

Running the exercises suppressed all the desires in her eyes, and quickly helped Ling Xiaoxiao up, crossed her legs up, sat upright on the bed, and turned her back to him, and then began Prepare for a series of sword-drawing movements.

The author has something to say: yo...someone actually guessed whether there was a prisoner play? 【Stomp】

The stupid author thought about it and pretended to be dead...

[Cover mouth] Can't say... can't say!

Said you will abandon the stupid author! 【Afraid】