Women's procrastination can't be said

Since a few people made a big noise in Hao City, there has been no conflict between the two cities for two consecutive days.

Everyone has something to do, only Song Yuyan has nothing to worry about these two days, Luo Ziyan is busy treating Song Qingwu, Song Qingwu is busy being treated, He Zixia is busy helping Song Qingwu manage the affairs of Qingyi City, and Mu Lian is busy taking care of the children , Suban was busy following Song Yuyan...

I don't know the extent of Song Qingwu's injury, but every time Luo Ziyan enters and exits, he closes the door tightly.

She walked around idly, but kept her hands on her waist.The last time she was caught was because she was unprepared when she was wandering around, so from now on she must be on guard all the time!

As he walked, he came to Song Yanjun's military tent.There were quarrels inside, the man's voice was deep, the girl's voice was soft, but the impatience in the man's tone was clearly heard.

"Okay, brother, don't be angry." Sighing helplessly, Song Yuyan rushed in without knocking on the door.Only Song Yanjun was sitting on the seat, Shan Lian was standing beside him, his eyes were as red as a rabbit.

Someone came in, and Song Yanjun couldn't continue to reprimand him, rubbing his eyebrows and leaning on the chair, his expression showed his irritability.

Song Yuyan immediately sat beside him, her eyes beckoning her unrequited love to go out.Shan Lian nodded gratefully, walked out with small steps, wiped away tears as she walked, looking pitiful.

"Come on brother, how old are you, don't scold her. Didn't you see that she has a bad complexion recently? She has a pale face." Song Yuyan picked up a cup of tea and handed it to him.

Song Yanjun frowned, and said in a deep voice, "You don't look good? It's because she didn't learn well at a young age, so she gave some sachets to strange men."

Song Yuyan narrowed her eyes slightly, and said, "What a strange man, didn't she explain her unrequited love? That little doctor named Wei Yuan is her future little husband."

Song Yanjun's hand holding the tea froze, and then he put the teacup on the table vigorously, and said in a deep voice, "What little husband? It's just a joke of my parents when they were young. She is my maid. Without my permission, how could she be so casual?" Marry casually?"

Song Yuyan smiled lightly and remained silent.

Shan Lian was recruited into the palace by Song Yanjun when she was five years old, and she was raised like a daughter. Now that she has grown up, she has become a darling, and she is reluctant to marry off.

It's not left for oneself to marry.

Don't look at Song Yanjun's [-]st year this year, but his emotional experience is blank. In the past, he always clamored that he liked him, but Song Yuyan knew it, and could see that his kind of liking was the brother's care for his sister. When he was in love, his eyes were full of possessiveness, and he couldn't see his heart clearly.

Silly brother.

Song Yanjun didn't want to spend more time on this matter, so he said to Song Yuyan, "Yan'er, I heard from Ziyan that Qingwu has a tendency to wake up, do you want to go and see it?"

Song Yuyan stood up excitedly: "Yes! Of course!"

So Song Yanjun took Song Yuyan to Song Qingwu's military tent in order to relieve the anger in his heart, but Unrequited Love followed all the way red-eyed, and couldn't drive him away, so angry that Song Yanjun got angry again.

"You, stand over there." Song Yanjun pointed to a tree far away from him.

"Father..." Shan Lian pouted, and was about to cry again.

Song Yanjun took a deep breath, his face was extremely ugly: "What are you shouting about?"

Song Yuyan covered her mouth and stood aside with a smile.

Shan Lian's eyes became even redder, and she called out in a very small voice: "Your Highness... I want to follow you..."

Song Yanjun exhaled foul breath, without saying a word, he lifted her up along Shan Lian's creaking nest, and took her to a distance, seemingly rude but did not make Shan Lian feel the pain, and carried her under the tree, leaning over her talking in his ear.

Song Yuyan was ignored the whole time, and originally wanted to "persuade the fight", but Song Qingwu's door curtain was opened.

Luo Ziyan walked out, she looked extremely tired after working for several days.

She saw that Song Yuyan was obviously taken aback, but she quickly calmed down, rubbed her messy hair, straightened her body and said, "Wake up, go in and have a look."

After saying this, Luo Ziyan bent over again and whispered in Song Yuyan's ear, "Go and persuade him, let him stop being so stubborn, and get treated earlier so that he doesn't really become disabled."

Song Yuyan frowned: "What disability?"

Luo Ziyan took a big step forward, and yawned to show that he was extremely tired: "You just open the door and go in, and see if he confesses to you. Sister Xin is right, now only you can persuade him."

Song Yuyan opened the door curtain full of doubts, walked in without saying anything.

Song Yanjun still couldn't get rid of his unrequited love, walked to Luo Ziyan's side full of anger, and said, "Why did you tell Yan'er?"

Luo Ziyan yawned again: "If you don't tell her, who will you tell? It's because you guys kept it a secret for him. How long has it been going on? In addition to this injury, you don't even know what his hand has become now." So! This guy needs someone to treat him properly."

"You're not afraid that Yan'er will find out..." Song Yanjun didn't finish the next sentence, taking into account the presence of Shan Lian.

Luo Ziyan raised his eyebrows: "It's their fate if they find out. Sooner or later, Xiaoyan will know about it, and it's good for them if they know it earlier. Look at the relationship between these two people..."

She didn't continue talking, because she saw the partner walking over with a bag of food.

Luo Ziyan greeted him with a smile, and patted Lan Ban on the shoulder like a good buddy: "The leader of Lu Ban is here? Xiaoyan is inside, don't worry, it's okay."

The partner bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Thank you. But, can I go in?"

Song Yanjun walked over, looking familiar: "I don't think I should go in. Qingwu just woke up, and Yan'er must have a lot to say to him. You'd better...wait outside."

The companion nods generously.

Luo Ziyan left here with Song Yanjun and Unrequited Love, leaving Liban standing there alone with the things he bought for Song Yuyan.

"I think this leader is sincere." Luo Ziyan whispered to Song Yanjun.

Song Yanjun nodded in agreement.

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Song Yuyan's sudden visit caught Song Qingwu by surprise.But he reacted quickly, just as Song Yuyan came in, he only glanced at Song Qingwu who was wrapped in a glaring white cloth, and Song Qingwu had already pulled the quilt to cover his body.

Song Yuyan never thought that Song Qingwu was not wearing clothes, no wonder Luo Ziyan let her in directly...

The villain!

Song Yuyan walked stiffly, her face flushed, she stood there awkwardly, and said, "Well, do I need to go out?"

Song Qingwu's hair was disheveled, his face was pale, and the roots of his ears were red. Coupled with his feminine face, he looked like a bullied maiden.

So before he could speak angrily, Song Yuyan consciously turned her back and did not leave.

Song Qingwu was stunned for a while before hesitating to get dressed.

On the contrary, Song Yuyan couldn't help recalling that what he saw just now when he came in, the white cloth seemed to be wrapped in several layers, his arms were wrapped, his waist was wrapped, and his chest seemed to be wrapped too...

Did he hurt his chest too?

Song Qingwu is so white...

figure seems to be...

Red-faced and red-faced, I stopped my wild thoughts...

"Okay." Song Qingwu's voice was still hoarse, and after being in a coma for the past few days, his voice was no longer as cold as before, and the hoarseness was almost comparable to that of Mu Lian's.

Song Yuyan calmed down for a while before turning around, Song Qingwu looked quite energetic.

She moved a small bench and sat by the bed, and asked, "Sister Mu said you are stubborn, let me persuade you, what's wrong with you?"

Song Qingwu asked without answering, "How are you doing?"

"I'm fine. But don't try to fool me, tell me the truth, what's wrong with you? She said that if you don't receive treatment, you will become disabled." Song Yuyan pouted slightly, her tone aggravated.

"Sister Ziyan is serious." Song Qingwu lowered his eyes and retreated back on the bed calmly.

He didn't dare to say, he only found pants just now, and now he only wears pants...

Song Yuyan knew that he couldn't tell, so she narrowed her eyes, thinking about how to force him to tell the truth.

Song Qingwu sat quietly for a while and didn't feel Song Yuyan's movement. Just as he was about to raise his eyes to observe, a red figure rushed up.

It was Song Yuyan.

She saw that there was no one else anyway, so she simply peeled off his quilt to see what happened!

Song Qingwu's face turned pale with fright, and his right hand quickly grabbed the quilt that was about to leave his body.

But after all, he was still unprepared, he only grabbed a corner of the quilt, barely covering his chest and below.

"What are you doing? I, I have no clothes on!" Song Qingwu quickly retracted, not wanting her to see.

How could Song Yuyan notice that he was wearing no clothes, Song Qingwu pulled the quilt to cover some places, but his defenseless left arm was completely exposed in front of Song Yuyan's eyes.

If the slender arms were completely white and flawless, I don't know how seductive they would be.

However, there was a large bloody wound on Song Qingwu's left shoulder, which was left in Hao City. Luo Ziyan had carefully treated other wounds, and for some reason, the left arm remained untreated.

What suffocated Song Yuyan the most was the densely packed messy stitches at the base of the arm. They were distributed in a circle, enough to fix the arm, and enough to sew up the horrible crack...

"You..." Song Yuyan was lying on Song Qingwu's body through the quilt. She looked at the terrible injury and said that she had done her best.

The stitches were old, as if they would break after a few touches, the stitches were in a mess, denser here and sparser there, obviously not sewn by professionals, maybe even Song Qingwu sewed it himself.

His arm had been broken before, and the dense stitches were horrifying. How long did he keep it like this without treatment?What did he go through?

Song Qingwu was completely speechless, all his secrets had been seen, and this person was the one he cared about the most...

Lying tiredly on the bed, he let go of his hand, no longer wanting to pull the quilt to hide his shame.

The two of them were so stiff, and neither of them spoke to the other. The strong smell of blood permeated the room, and the atmosphere was heavy.

"What's wrong with you?" Song Yuyan spoke stiffly after an unknown period of silence.

"Do you still like me?" Song Qingwu looked at the top of the bed and asked without answering.

Song Yuyan was shocked by these words.

He, he knows? !

Song Qingwu glanced at the broken arm ironically, and it took a lot of effort to make a fist. He said softly: "If you think I'm disabled, go out now. We are still friends."

Song Yuyan was poked at the center of the matter in front of the person concerned, her pretty face flushed, and she said shyly: "W-what, we were friends from the beginning."

Song Qingwu's eyes darkened a lot when he heard her words.

He Zixia saw this scene when he came in.

Song Yuyan lay on Song Qingwu's body with a blushing face, Song Qingwu covered her quilt and exposed her white arms, her hideous wounds were exposed in the air.

It was not good to scream secretly, He Zixia walked to the bedside and coughed a few times.

Song Yuyan jumped up quickly, blushing from face to neck.Seeing He Zixia holding the dish, she wanted to save the awkward atmosphere, went up to grab it, picked up a piece of meat, and put it in Song Qingwu's mouth.

"Ah, eat."

Because of her shyness, her actions were a bit arrogant without thinking. Song Qingwu was already weak and couldn't resist, so she forced her to feed him a mouthful of meat.

Both He Zixia and Song Qingwu's complexions changed drastically because of the flesh, and Song Yuyan didn't see it clearly, but saw Song Qingwu grabbing the quilt and laying on the edge of the bed, vomiting.

"Qingwu? Qingwu! Are you okay?" He Zixia pushed Song Yuyan away, with an extremely ugly expression, and squatted beside the bed, patting him on the back non-stop.

Song Qingwu looked very uncomfortable. He hadn't eaten at all, and was nauseated and vomited. What he vomited was yellow bile and red blood.

He kept retching, and kept slamming his throat, as if he had eaten the scariest thing in the world.

The wild city was very poor at the beginning. When Song Yuyan first arrived, she saw someone eating excrement when he was hungry, but she still remembered the appearance of someone retching because of discomfort after eating, but that person was not as good as Song Qingwu now. uncomfortable.

Song Qingwu passed out after spitting out a big mouthful of blood, which really scared He Zixia a lot.

Fortunately, after the inspection, it was determined that Song Qingwu was fine, so he was settled down, and the ground was cleaned casually.

The second chair was moved, and Song Yuyan stood obediently, waiting for He Zixia to sit down before she sat down.

Seeing her worried appearance, He Zixia couldn't say anything to blame, he brought the things, and he didn't tell Song Yuyan about it, so how could she be blamed...

"In my impression, Song Qingwu never ate in front of me, only drank tea. He almost always used his right hand to handle Tianyan, and used his right hand for everything, and his left hand didn't move much... After all What happened? I've seen it all, so don't hide it from me." Song Yuyan asked with a sigh of relief.

"I can tell you, but you have to promise me not to let others know." He Zixia sighed.

Song Yuyan looked at him firmly: "Don't worry. I like him, and I will be with him. His affairs are mine. Sister Ziyan said that only I can persuade him. When I know the whole story, I will do my best to help him."

He Zixia raised his eyebrows, and said softly: "I just hope you can remember what I said, even if there are any great changes in the future, don't give up on him, it's not in vain for him to endure so hard for those nine years..."