Kuai Chuan: Who said the villain is pure hearted

But Chu Mu was not intimidated by his cold temperament, but leaned closer to him.

"Feng Qingchen, why are you wearing a mask? Take it off, and no outsiders can see it here."

"Feng Qingchen, why did you come here to save me?"

"Do you think you shouldn't mess up the mandarin ducks? You shouldn't have sent me to the palace, so you regretted it and came to save me and come to apologize to me?"

"Feng Qingchen..."

"I have no regrets, you still have to enter the palace." Feng Qingchen said coldly.

Feng Qingchen didn't know how a person could have so much nonsense, Balabala talked all the way, it hurt his ears.

The hexagram is calculated by him, but it is not up to him to choose who to enter the palace. He just said that he needs to be born on the night of the full moon of August and fifteenth, and has a rich life. .

Um?Finally he was willing to answer himself.

rare!

"Enter the palace?" Chu Mu almost forgot about it.

Chu Mu squatted down and picked up a twig.

"If everyone in Tanglang Village saw me naked, the emperor wouldn't want me anymore, would he?"

As he spoke, he tore off his clothes, gritted his teeth, and scratched his exposed chest more than ten times with the hand holding the branch.

Blood came out.

On the fair skin, there were more than a dozen thin and long wounds scattered all over the place, which was shocking.

When Feng Qingchen turned around, what she saw was Chu Mu holding a branch and scratching herself.

The sun fell on Chu Mu's body, and his determination and decisiveness at the moment fell into Feng Qingchen's eyes one by one.

Not everyone said that Chu Mu, the young son of General Chu's mansion, was ignorant, afraid of pain, and loved all his life.

Why would you rather hurt yourself than enter the palace?

How many people dream of entering the palace!

"You? Why?" Feng Qingchen asked softly.

"Why? Why didn't you enter the palace?" Chu Mu asked back.

His hands were shaking all the time, and the corners of his eyes were filled with mist.

Is it very painful?

"Because I don't like the emperor." Chu Mu understood how much death this sentence could bring, but he believed that Feng Qingchen would not say it.

Because I like you, I can't enter the palace, I would rather hurt myself.

But he can't say that now.

"National teacher, you have to testify to me. I was defiled in Tanglang Mountain. When you came in, many big men were pulling my clothes, doing this and that to me, and then getting stab wounds." Kill me." Chu Mulafeng fell into the pit lightly.

Feng Qingchen: "..."

Is this person stupid, can he talk nonsense about such things?

Finally, unable to bear the bloody chest on Chu Mu's body, he took out a small bottle of medicine and threw it to Chu Mu.

Chu Mu caught it and looked at the delicate bottle, what is it?

"Take the medicine quickly, or the skin will fester." Feng Qingchen reminded him seeing that he didn't have the slightest intention of taking the medicine.

Ah, it's a good sign to feel sorry for me.

"How does this medicine work?" Chu Mu asked.

"After applying the medicine, there will be no bleeding. Go back and find the doctor to prescribe some medicine. These wounds will heal without leaving traces." Feng Qingchen replied.

Chu Mu turned his big round eyes: "That won't work. Now that I take the medicine, there will be no wounds when I go back. Wouldn't I scratch myself for nothing?"

If it weren't for Chu Mu's good concentration, he resisted not to be exposed in front of Feng Qingchen, and now his facial features are distorted by the pain.

The delicate skin and tender flesh were scratched by myself, just thinking about how painful it is.

Feng Qingchen wanted to turn around and leave at first, she didn't want to continue talking to this petite young man who talked so much nonsense.

But I don't know why, but I just can't see the way he is obviously in pain, but he is holding back and not saying anything.

Delicate and precious little son, shouldn’t it be because the mountain road is difficult to walk and the feet hurt, and the weather is hot because of the lack of water?

Don't you need a servant to bring him a sedan chair to carry him down the mountain?

Is what I met today Chumu the legendary pampered general's mansion?

After walking two steps forward, Feng Qingchen took a deep breath, turned around, and pulled the people behind him under a big tree.

Pressing the person to the root of the tree, he stretched out his hand and opened Chu Mu's clothes further, and was about to apply medicine to him.

"What are you doing? Let me tell you that I am a good husband and a man, not such a casual person." Chu Muming knew that he was not that kind of person, but he just wanted to tease him.

Let you not speak, let you pretend to be deep.

If it weren't for the fact that he is still unfamiliar, Chu Mu would have wanted to tear off the mask on Feng Qingchen's face.

I really want to see his face change.

The hand holding the medicine bottle shook, and almost fed all the medicine powder to the ants on the ground.

Why did I suddenly show kindness? What does it matter to me whether he lives or dies?

"Here, paint it yourself. If you don't paint it well, I won't help you say that you were killed by bandits..." Feng Qingchen gritted his teeth, but still couldn't say those words.

"But I can't use my hands. You can see that my wrists are all injured." Chu Mu stretched out his two wrists that were worn out by the rope.

His wrists were red and swollen. His wrist bones were small and his skin was fair. It seemed that he could break his hands with a slight twist.

Feng Qingchen frowned under the mask, and he didn't even realize it. He, who has always been emotionally stable, really wanted to beat up the bandits in Tanglang Mountain at this moment.

And this person, why did he hurt his hand so badly, I didn't talk about it just now.

And scratched himself with a branch.

how?Have the strength to scratch yourself, but now don't even have the strength to apply medicine?

Love or not, I don't care.

But the hand poured the medicine on the handkerchief honestly, and a burst of fragrance wafted into the nostrils.

"Wow, your medicine smells good, do you have more? I'll take it back and put it next to the bed to smell it and fall asleep at night." Chu Mu didn't care about his wound.

It's okay to have a little wound on a man, it's masculine.

And these are medals for men.

Feng Qingchen really wanted to seal Chu Mu's mouth, I wanted to heal your wound, but you were greedy for my medicine.

"Shut up." Feng Qingcheng reprimanded lightly.

"Don't be so fierce? Anyway, the two of us also killed the enemy and went to the battlefield together. This is a rare fate." Chu Mu continued.

I don't believe that you can really keep silent, talk quickly, how can we develop a relationship without talking.

Feng Qingchen: "..."

Mr. Chu, are you sure you were not tied up by the National People's Congress and thrown in the firewood room, but you were rescued by me?

What battlefield did you kill and what enemy did you go to together?

But Feng Qingchen didn't say these words, he was afraid of embarrassing someone who was chattering.

Feng Qingchen applied the medicine on the handkerchief to Chu Mu's wounds one by one, and Chu Mu's open chest was exposed under Feng Qingchen's eyes one by one.

Feng Qingchen forced herself not to look casually, and carefully smeared the wound.

"Ah...it hurts so much, take it easy, take it easy." Chu Mu wrinkled his face, his pink lower lip was bitten by his teeth.

Tears were hanging on the long and dense eyelashes, and they couldn't fall off, which was very cute.

Feng Qingchen swallowed, her Adam's apple rolling.

No wonder it was said that seeing Chu Mu missed his life, as expected.

It's also good not to enter the palace, so as not to be so confused that the emperor can't find the north.

"Shut up." Can a man stop making such a sound.

Although there is no one in the forest now, it is still not right.

It deserves the pain, who told you to scratch yourself with a branch.

Remember to protect yourself when it hurts next time.