Depressed speech

When Le Zhengling woke up, the sky had turned slightly white.

She changed into clean clothes, and her hands were re-medicated.The medicine was cool, miraculously covering up the pain of the wound itself.The medicine was fine, and the wound was bandaged extremely tightly. In order to stop the bleeding, the knot seemed to be a little tighter at the end.Le Zhengling could even imagine the serious eyes of the man holding the gauze and ointment when bandaging her.

From a doctor's point of view, Mo Qingxian is still reliable after all, Le Zhengling sighed, and slightly stretched out his numb hand.

Only then did she realize that she was holding a small object in her arms.

Luo Tianyi fell asleep in her arms.

The curled up person is calm and quiet, his stunning eyebrows and eyes are still immersed in the indelible ink color left by the night, suppressing a trace of lingering melancholy.Le Zhengling looked down at Luo Tianyi, and couldn't bear to wake her up for a while.

The defenseless sleeping face is extremely incompatible with the status of a princess. If you ignore the slightly frowning eyebrows, you can be said to be an untouched child.Her light gray hair is extremely long, spreading out from Le Zhengling's arms, with a gentle luster like silk satin, like a rustling starlight.

What caught Le Zhengling's gaze was also a scab on the snow-covered skin.She still remembered that it was because of this injury that she dragged Luo Tianyi out of the carriage and took her for a ride.

Lezheng Aya was worried that Luo Tianyi would care about this injury, but now it seems that the wound has scabbed over like that, but Luo Tianyi completely ignores it.Is it really hard to give up on natural beauty?Le Zhengling felt sorry for this silly girl.Not only her, but everyone will feel distressed when they see such a scarf on this pretty face.

Le Zhengling wanted to touch the wound, but raised her hand, but it was suspended in mid-air.

Her eyes quickly caught Luo Tianyi's subtle movements in her sleep, her small cherry lips opened and closed, and she unintentionally murmured a slender raving, "A Ling, don't be afraid, I'm the only one..."

Le Zhengling couldn't remember what she said when she was unconscious, but Luo Tianyi comforted her like a child.But Le Zhengling was not surprised by this, she thought it was A Tian or Mo Qingxian...

Turns out she was alone.

Luo Tianyi actually came to look after her unconsciously as a princess.

Then it was also the one who bandaged the wound on her hand and changed the blood-stained clothes...

Silly girl, didn't you say you wouldn't like women? Now that you treat me so well, it will give me the illusion that you like me.

Le Zhengling sighed uncontrollably, she didn't know what to do with the girl in front of her.If she had entrusted her sincerity to her hands, she would definitely regard this sincerity as a treasure.But the emperor's family, where can there be any sincerity?Probably only when they start to kill, will they show a little sincerity.

Besides, Luo Tianyi's temperament is introverted, a bit like the hidden weapon hidden in the sleeve of an assassin that Le Zhengling once encountered. It looks like a delicate pearl hairpin, but it can actually kill someone in an instant.Le Zhengling couldn't imagine how Luo Tianyi would be desperate for someone in the future, she felt that it was impossible.She didn't know that Luo Tianyi's meeting was not a certain day in the future, but it started a long time ago.

Luo Tianyi flinched in Le Zhengling's arms, and Le Zhengling hugged her tighter.Some people say that the closer you get to the person you like, the more you will feel the deer bumping in your heart.Unfortunately, this point probably doesn't apply to Le Zhengling.Looking at Luo Tianyi from such a close distance, Le Zhengling could only calm down in her heart, as if they should be like this.

Then there is space in the mind to think.

Their identities have already determined that they can't give each other much, just like Luo Tianyi will marry someone one day, and she, Le Zhengling, will go to the battlefield like Longya.

At this moment, Le Zhengling just wanted to warm up the slightly lower temperature than ordinary people.

However, the quiet girl finally woke up, her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled pitifully, and then opened with a splash.It was pure green like jasper, with a little mist and mist. After seeing the face of Le Zhengling who had been staring at her, a trace of panic suddenly flashed again.

"That...you're awake." Luo Tianyi suddenly felt her mouth become clumsy. She thought that this was probably the retribution for stealing relatives yesterday.

Le Zhengling let go of Luo Tianyi's hand indiscriminately, she vaguely saw Luo Tianyi's fair ears stained with rouge.

"Well, it's nearly ten o'clock, let's get up."

As if they had an excuse to break the slightly awkward atmosphere, the two got up and went out of the room to wash up separately.

Once again, Le Zhengling looked at her differently. Although Luo Tianyi was used to being served by others, she was not unfamiliar with doing things like washing and dressing herself.Although without A Tian's help, she couldn't tie up the complicated and delicate bun, but she still managed to make a delicate eight-character braid with a flower hairpin.

On Le Zhengling's side, however, her hand was injured, wrapped in white gauze, and wrapped like a rice dumpling, turning a trivial matter like braiding into a more difficult project than fighting a war.

Le Zhengling finally gave up when the half-braided braids fell apart for the third time.Unexpectedly, Luo Tianyi came over at this moment, "I'll help you."

Le Zhengling untied the loosely tied red hair rope, shook her head, "Just let it loose like this."

Le Zhengling's hair is soft and spread out like a deep maroon waterfall. The broken hair with bangs just hides the sharpness of the eyebrows, adding a touch of beauty to the unruly publicity.Luo Tianyi had to admit that this kind of Le Zhengling was more beautiful than her.However, because of such beauty, Luo Tianyi was reluctant to show it to others.

"Exuding such a boudoir appearance, how can you show it to outsiders?" Luo Tianyi felt that she was jealous in her heart. This is a woman's instinct. When she sees a beautiful woman, whether she intends to or not, she will feel jealous.But there was one thing that was different, Luo Tianyi was not jealous of Le Zhengling.She felt that facing Le Zhengling like this, if anyone looked at him more than her, she would definitely gouge out that person's eyeballs.

Why not?Le Zhengling only looked at the girl in red in the makeup mirror suspiciously. She had seen that skin for more than ten years, and she was as familiar as eating rice. Of course, she didn't know how amazing she was in Luo Tianyi's eyes. .She just replied to Luo Tianyi inadvertently, "Isn't the princess watching too?"

Le Zhengling could feel Luo Tianyi's gaze. She had been watched by many people. On the battlefield, the enemy regarded her as a prey symbolizing glory. In the temple, all officials regarded her as a different kind. Those people, or Greedy and arrogant, or timid and hypocritical, Le Zhengling is extremely disgusted.But Luo Tianyi's gaze is naturally gentle, like the gentle wind in late spring, no one is willing to let this gaze move away.

"It's different, I..." Luo Tianyi opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.Say she is not an outsider, not an outsider, is it an insider?She inexplicably remembered what she said a few days ago, you are also mine.

Le Zhengling looked at Luo Tianyi's face turned into flowers, and felt a little amused in her heart, but finally couldn't bear to embarrass her.In the end, he still raised his hand to hand over the red rope.

His blue eyes glanced at the red rope, but he didn't pick it up. Instead, he turned around and brought a longer red rope, and dressed Le Zhengling behind her.

The wooden comb ran across the silky hair, and the hair parted and closed again.Luo Tianyi's movements were very light, like a feather falling down.The three strands of hair were interlaced with red string, leaving a section of red string wrapped around the end of the hair a few times, and the rest of the hair was tied together, and then tied with an exquisite concentric button.

"I'm not good at combing people's hair." Luo Tianyi said, this was the first time she held a wooden comb for someone.She felt that her hands were clumsy and could not be combed well at all.

"Wherever it is, the braid made by the princess is naturally the best."

Luo Tianyi frowned slightly upon hearing the words that sounded like compliments but not compliments.From yesterday until now, Le Zhengling has been emphasizing the word "princess" to her, as if putting a heavy shackle on her wrist, "A Ling, what do you mean, if I am not a princess, it will be bad?"

"The princess is too worried, I don't mean that."

Le Zhengling hurriedly explained, but there was a little submissiveness in her words.This can't be done, because she wasn't trying to curry favor with Luo Tianyi at Ah Feng, or rather, on the contrary, the "princess" she referred to in every sentence was just a constant reminder to herself not to get carried away.

She is the king, she is the subject.

No matter how close the distance is, Le Zhengling can't be greedy for this tenderness.