The villain who never surrenders [Quick Transmigration]

Rong Ling was supported by Su Xuxu, and brought directly into the bedroom.

Although Su Xuxu is a lady in everyone's eyes, she has also learned the art of riding and archery in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and she has some hands and feet skills. In addition, she is half a head taller than Rong Ling, so it is even easier to hold her back. .

Su Xuxu didn't say a word, but with shadows hidden in her eyes, she threw her directly on the bed.

The brocade quilt was soft, and Rong Ling fell into the clouds instantly, and then Su Xuxu said in a cold voice: "Rong Ling, you are so courageous, could it be that you have forgotten whose servant girl you are?"

Rong Ling's whole body was so cold that his teeth chattered uncontrollably, and water droplets fell from his hair.

Right now, she is too cold to say a word, and she has nothing to say.

Seeing her like this, Su Xuxu became even more restless, but there was nothing she could do. Seeing that the color on Rong Ling's lips had lost color, and her face turned pale, she frowned slightly, and brought in a Qinghe pot to drive out the cold Ginger Soup: "Open your mouth..."

When the hot ginger soup was passed to her lips, Rong Ling's body forced her to open her mouth subconsciously, allowing the warm but slightly spicy ginger soup to pour into her stomach.

The empty stomach seemed to be filled with something in an instant.

Rong Ling's obedient appearance, like a newborn kneeling lamb, soothed Su Xuxu's restlessness in a strange way.

Her eyes finally softened: "Drink slowly, no one will grab you."

"Ahem..." Before she finished speaking, Rong Ling was choked, her cheeks flushed, and her eyes glistened.

Su Xuxu hurriedly removed the bowl and reached out to pat her on the back.

"Your Majesty..." Qing He came in with a new dress in her arms, "I found some clean clothes, I will change them for Ah Ling first, lest she catch a cold."

Su Xuxu had never done anything like take care of others, and only then did she realize when she heard Qing He's voice: "Well, put your clothes away."

"But..." Qing He hesitated.

Seeing Rong Ling like this, most of them couldn't change their clothes by themselves. Qing He thought it was a matter of course that he should do it by himself, but Su Xuxu just glanced at her indifferently: "Is there anything else?"

"It's nothing..." Qing He hurriedly put the clothes on the couch, "The servant girl will leave first."

After all, she left her clothes and left.

Seeing Su Xuxu picking up the dress, Rong Ling realized something, and immediately wanted to get up and change it on himself.

"Save your energy." Su Xuxu glanced at her, "Do you think you can do it yourself?"

Rong Ling gritted his teeth, thinking that it was not the first time he was being looked at by her anyway, so he took the initiative to untie his shirt with trembling hands.

This time it was Su Xuxu's turn to be stunned, her eyes froze, it was not on Rong Ling, nor was she not looking.

But when his eyes fell on the bruise on the snow-white shoulder of Rong Ling, Su Xuxu stopped there with his fingertips and asked, "What's going on here?"

It was only then that Rong Ling remembered that it was about when he smashed Rong Qingshan to talk to Concubine Rong earlier, when he grabbed the neck and pressed it on the beam.

It's just that Rong Ling didn't intend to mention this matter: "The servant can't remember too."

"Heh..." Su Xuxu snorted coldly, "You really are a noble person who forgets things too much."

While she was saying this, she covered Rong Ling with a thick brocade quilt, got up and went off without knowing what to do.

After a rustle, Su Xuxu turned back, and Rong Ling felt that the quilt covering her back shoulders was pulled away, and a sticky mass was covered on her skin.

There was a cool mint-like smell in the air, and before Rong Ling could react, Su Xuxu put her fingertips on the wound and rubbed it gently.

The ointment was melted away by the temperature of the palm and skin, and Rong Ling felt that his small piece of skin gradually seemed to be burned by something, as if there were ants crawling on it.

Unexpectedly, Su Xuxu's strike was not light, and she couldn't help letting out a soft hiss.

"Don't move..." Su Xuxu grabbed her shoulder with the other hand holding the medicine bottle, "If you don't want to swell up tomorrow, you should bear it now."

After saying this, she probably felt that her attitude towards Rong Ling was so good that she didn't seem like a master, so she snorted again: "Who told you to be restless all day long, you have to make some troubles."

Rong Ling bit her lower lip with her teeth, but did not make a sound.

After a stick of incense, Su Xuxu finally stopped. She rubbed her wrists and put Rong Ling back on.

The whole room smelled of blood-activating plaster, which was really unpleasant. She originally wanted to ask the servant girl to come in and open the window for some air, but when she saw Rong Ling whose face was still pale, she held back: "The hot water will be ready soon!" , After you finish washing, then tell Ben Gong honestly what happened tonight."

Rong Ling was puzzled, since she was going to take a bath, why did she still apply this ointment?

It's just that she didn't have the strength to speak, and couldn't speak.

Even when she was soaking in the bathtub, she almost slipped into the basin several times, but fortunately, she was pulled up quickly by the servant girl.

The heating in the bathroom was smoky, and Rong Ling felt himself alive again.

She had estimated that after so long, Su Xuxu should have been sleepy at night, how could she still remember to question herself, so she changed into her underwear and went straight back to her servant's side room.

Unexpectedly, Su Xuxu was reading a book with the light on in the dormitory, waiting for no one, so she called Qing He: "Where is Rong Ling? Why does it take so long to take a bath?"

"Niang Niang..." Qing He was ordered to look around, and then came back and replied, "A Ling, she has already rested."

Su Xuxu's face suddenly darkened: "Have you rested?"

It seems that she didn't put hers in her ears at all. Su Xuxu should have been angry at this, but she turned a corner when she said: "It's so cold in the side room, if she just rests like this, if tomorrow If she is ill, I can't afford to take care of her, so I asked her to come to the bedroom."

"Yes..." Qing He sighed for Rong Ling in her heart, and had no choice but to call her as ordered.

Fortunately, Rong Ling just lay down, despite thousands of reluctances, he still put on his coat and went to Su Xuxu's room: "Your Majesty, what do you want me to do?"

She obviously asked knowingly, Su Xuxu saw Rong Ling's rosy cheeks and tired eyes, but he still didn't ask about today's events: "Your side room is leaking everywhere, how can you sleep well."

Heh, from Rong Ling's point of view, Su Xuxu still wanted to keep watch at night, but because of her compassionate image, she refused to speak out.

Without saying a word, Rong Ling spread out the blankets and quilts that he usually made on the floor on the floor.

"What are you doing?" Su Xuxu frowned.

"It's not good to sleep in the side room. Where else can the servants sleep if they don't sleep here?" Rong Ling retorted, "Could it be sleeping on the empress's bed?"

There was a brief silence in the air.

Then Su Xuxu's voice sounded: "Okay..."

Her voice was not loud, even a little soft. Rong Ling wondered if he had heard it wrong, and looked up at the other party, but saw Su Xuxu with a calm expression: "My bed really needs to be warmer, and it's big, so I'm not afraid I miss you a place."

If it wasn't for Su Xuxu's serious words, Rong Ling almost thought she was teasing him on purpose.

As the four eyes met, Su Xuxu couldn't help but speak first: "Why not?"

She clearly has an innocent and peaceful face, but her dark eyes are staring at people without blinking under the lamp, and Rong Ling is inexplicably uncomfortable: "I think it's good to sleep on the ground, I'm used to sleeping after all."

"It's up to you..." Su Xuxu's face turned cold instantly, he threw the book in his hand aside, got up and went into the room.

Rong Ling didn't care what she thought, and lay down on his bed.

Fortunately, Su Xuxu's conscience was still alive, so she didn't wake her up to take care of her grooming. Instead, she did it by herself. Finally, she blew out the lamp, and the room fell into darkness.

Rong Ling lay like this for a long time, only to realize that what Su Xuxu said was right. After the aftermath of the hot bath passed, her hands and feet became cold again, and the bed was like an ice cave.

Rong Ling recalled the feeling of lying in Su Xuxu's brocade quilt just now. Her quilt was woven with velvet, as if the sunlight was also woven in, covering her body, making her feel hot.

Too cold to sleep, Rong Ling somewhat regretted his decision.

She hasn't got the Baiyelian yet, so she can't really die in such a shameful manner.

Thinking of this, Rong Ling sat up, tiptoed out of the bed, and walked into the inner room barefoot.

Then, with the moonlight coming in from the window, Rong Ling saw clearly that Su Xuxu's eyes were closed, her breathing was even and undulating, and she must have fallen asleep.

She sleeps on the inner side, and there is still a lot of space outside.

If she sleeps in secretly and wakes up earlier tomorrow, she may not be aware of it.

Thinking like this, Rong Ling lifted a corner of the quilt lightly, and his knees reached the bed, and when he was about to bend down to get in, Su Xuxu suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Rong Ling's hand.

Rong Ling's center of gravity was unstable, and he fell between the soft brocade quilt.

Immediately afterwards, she heard Su Xuxu's sober voice without sleepiness: "Why are your hands so cold, where is the warm jade that I gave you?"

Rong Ling subconsciously touched his chest, only to realize that the warm jade really disappeared without a trace, no wonder he couldn't bear the cold so much.

After thinking about it, she probably lost it accidentally when she jumped into the lake to save others.

It doesn't need to be said by Su Xuxu, Rong Ling also knows how valuable the Nuanyu is, but she lost it this time, if she intends to blame...

When Rong Ling was distracted, Su Xuxu said impatiently: "What are you doing in a daze? Could it be that you want to catch a cold?"

Seeing that she didn't ask too much, Rong Ling got into the quilt on the bed without thinking.

It's really warm, even though she intentionally kept a distance from Su Xuxu, Rong Ling could still feel the warmth emanating from her body, which made her unable to help but fight with her upper and lower eyelids, and fell asleep in a daze.

Compared with Rong Ling who was sleeping heartlessly, Su Xuxu was much more difficult.

The people beside her were as cold as ice, and they curled up in a corner to avoid her deliberately. Su Xuxu also felt that she must be bewitched, and actually let a little maid to sleep on her bed.

The more she thought about it, the harder it was for her to fall asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Rong Ling, who finally fell asleep, fell into a dreamland, completely forgetting where she was, and turned over habitually, her soft body approaching Su Xuxu.

At night, the outline of her cheeks was small and delicate. She had just taken a bath, and there was still a faint fragrance in her hair, which inexplicably had a sleeping effect.

Su Xuxu's heart fell into a trance, and finally closed his eyes.

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