[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Ding Nvxia, the wife of the Zuo envoy

Morning light.

After Yang Er used his internal force to protect Shen Yue's lifeline, although he no longer twitched, he still had a high fever and talked nonsense from time to time, struggling to ask for his parents. Ding Minjun had no choice but to hold him tightly on his side, gently I patted him to comfort him, and the cold water veil used to cool down had to be changed every quarter of an hour.After working blindfolded for half the night, the child's body temperature gradually returned to normal and he slept more peacefully until dawn.

The waist that had been straightened for a long time was finally able to slump slightly, she clenched her fists and lightly beat the sore lower back, turned her face inward and yawned calmly.

Pheasants crowed from far away in the valley, and Yang Er, who also stayed up all night, turned his head to look at the sky outside the window, and said softly, "It's almost time."

"En." Ding Minjun nodded, and lightly put the child who had been sleeping on her lap all night back on the bed. He wanted to get out of bed to wash up, but he didn't expect his whole leg to twitch just as his toes stepped on the ground. Soft, the body couldn't support it and fell to the side.

Oops, my legs are numb!

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to grab Yang Er's sleeve to stabilize her figure. The latter had already got up to support her when she leaned over, but she didn't expect to fail to catch her by mistake. Holding her hand, she grabbed her sleeve and almost tore off half of the skirt. He quickly turned his wrist to hold her elbow, and pulled her into his arms.

Ding Minjun only felt his arms tighten, and then his whole body hit a broad chest. Before she could stand still, one arm had already encircled her waist, and the other arm went around her back and rested on the back of her neck. Press down lightly.

The scorching palm pressed against the delicate skin of the nape of her neck, as if it was going to burn her too, so hot that the roots of her ears instantly turned red.She was forced to raise her chin to lean on Yang Er's shoulder, tiptoe to stick close to him, and even the faster and faster heartbeat in her chest had to be consistent.

Ding Minjun subconsciously wanted to push her with both hands, but the person holding her tightened his arms even more, wrapping her tightly in his arms.

"You..." She reluctantly turned her head to look at him, but was stopped by his big hand on the back of her head, pressing down, her deep and hoarse voice almost whispering: "Don't move..."

All of Ding Minjun's struggling movements subconsciously stopped, her hands hanging by her sides moved slightly, then slowly lifted up, hesitantly wrapped around his thin waist and put them on his back, hesitating for a moment , Clenched the cloth under his hand little by little, and gently closed his eyes.

For a while, the years were quiet, and the two stood silently embracing each other, neither of them spoke first, until Shen Yue, who was lying on the stone bed, suddenly coughed continuously, breaking the silence of the room.

Suddenly, as if waking up from a dream, Ding Minjun suddenly recovered from the ambiguous atmosphere before, remembering that besides the two of them there was a child lying here, a rosy glow appeared on his cheeks, and he pushed hard with both hands. The person who refused to hug her tightly lowered his voice and said anxiously and shyly: "You, you let me go quickly..."

Yang Er did not refuse this time, but buried in her neck and took a deep breath, let go of her hand, facing the rising sun with a smile and said to her: "It's dawn."

The golden sunlight leaked in from the half-opened window lattice, dancing in his hair, his brows were clear, and there was a smile in his slightly drooping eyes, clearly reflecting her figure.She stared at him blankly, raised her hand in a daze, and gently stroked the corner of his eyes, trying to find out whether she had really entered his eyes.However, the moment her finger touched him, she suddenly withdrew her hand and pressed it to her chest as if she had been scalded, and left here in a hurry as if she was running away after saying "I'll make some food".

Yang Er's raised hand was half a step too slow, unable to catch her, he could only helplessly let her hand slide across his palm and hide in the wide sleeve.

Seeing her back quickly disappearing outside the door, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and the color of his eyes gradually darkened.

Ding Minjun ran into the kitchen sullenly, and after washing his face with several fistfuls of cold water, he finally calmed down and suppressed the bewildering throbbing in her heart.She shook her head, no longer thinking about the behavior that seemed to be possessed just now.Thinking of the child who was rescued, she washed the rice and planned to cook a pot of porridge, steamed some steamed buns left over from yesterday, and mixed a plate of cold dishes before stopping.

While waiting, she went to the cold pool to fetch a basin of water again, looked down at the reflection on the water, removed some messy braids, wet her fingers as a comb, and gently combed her long hair. Qingsi on the knees.

Before she went down the mountain this time, she didn't expect to live here for so long, so she only brought some necessary clothes, and didn't bring a mirror or comb. Xu Shi's face was destroyed by the fire before he was alive, Li Mochou's house There is also no mirror in the house, so she can only use her own reflection in the water to dress up on weekdays.

Yang Er also came out of the room to wash up at this time. After a while, Ding Minjun thought that his mood had calmed down, but when he actually faced him, he was still a little uncomfortable.But the other party seemed to have forgotten everything that happened just now. When she saw her dressing up on the water, she paused slightly, and then said nonchalantly: "I'm going to the city to grab some medicines, what do you need? Is it?"

"Huh?" Ding Minjun thought for a while, then shook his head: "No need, I have nothing..." Before she finished speaking, she suddenly paused, as if she suddenly remembered something: "I almost forgot, then buy it for that child." Two sets of clothes, he can't wear the original one anymore, right?"

Yang Er slightly raised his eyebrows, looked down at her and asked, "Only this?"

Ding Minjun nodded lightly, avoiding his gaze: "Yes."

Yang Er heard the words and sighed insignificantly: "Got it."

After saying that, he walked inside, Ding Minjun got up and looked at his back, hesitated for a moment, and said: "Well, I made breakfast, you can eat before leaving."

After washing his face, Yang Er wiped the water stains on his hands with a cloth towel, and said lightly: "No, I'll get the medicine early and come back early, the child's illness can't be delayed."

"But..." Seeing that he really had no intention of eating, Ding Minjun bit his lip and stomped his feet, and walked quickly to open the steamer, ignoring the hot air, and picked up two steamed buns with his hands under the cloth gauze Wrapped it up and stuffed it into his arms, he raised his voice slightly and said, "Then you can take it with you to eat on the way."

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he grabbed his wrist, and saw that his fingers, which were originally as thin and white as jade onions, were burned red, especially the fingertips, which were still trembling slightly.No matter how high your martial arts are, you can't protect your fingers.

Ding Minjun was very uncomfortable being stared at so closely by him. He turned sideways with evasive eyes, struggled for the wrist that was still held in the palm of his hand, and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing?"

Yang Er frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice, "What are you doing, what should you do if you get burned?"

Ding Minjun was a little upset at first, but he was stunned by his sudden reprimand. Suddenly, some inexplicable grievances welled up in his heart, and he felt that he had been treated as a donkey with good intentions. A man who deflates her is good.She pushed him away forcefully, and said angrily, "Aren't you worried that you will be hungry? If you had known, if you had known, you would have starved to death!" Then she ran out without looking back.

"Wait--"

Yang Er didn't seem to expect her reaction to be so big, so he couldn't help being slightly startled, he stretched out his hand to hold her, but took it back after a while, looked down at the steaming big white steamed bun in his arms, suddenly smiled lightly and shook her. Shaking his head, he murmured helplessly: "It really is faster to change the face than the sky..."