Reincarnation of the powerful minister

The vigilant awareness trained on the blade all the year round wakes up first, and Jing Hongzui feels the body temperature and heartbeat of another person under her. Before her eyes are opened, her hand has already reached the place where the sword is usually placed by the pillow.

He felt his way out on the cold, hard rock.

The memory before coma poured into his mind, he opened his eyes suddenly, propped up his prone body with his arms, and saw clearly the person below him who had been pressed by him all night——

Jing Hong chased her courage and broke her soul and rolled down from the stone bed.

The muffled sound woke up Su Yan.

Su Yan slowly opened his eyes, his eyelids were sore, and he couldn't even lift a finger. He felt like a pancake spread on a stone pot, with the downward side still sticking to the pot.

"... I had a nightmare last night, and I was crushed by a horse all night." He turned his head with difficulty, the muscles on the side of his neck creaked, and focused on the man who fell to the ground.

Jing Hongzhui maintained a posture of struggling to get up, and looked over blankly, his face seemed to be stiff, but when he looked carefully at the corners of his brows and eyes, he could find shock, panic, shame, self-blame, and more secret thoughts surging inside. Thirst and passion... It's more exciting than a kaleidoscope.

Su Yan watched his naked personal bodyguard from a novel distance and angle, and thought enviously, this girl has such a good figure.

This kind of "goodness" is different from King Yu's Xiongyi and Shen Qi's Junjian.

Jing Hongzhui's stature is not too tall, her figure seems well-proportioned at first glance, and the muscles covered by her slightly darker complexion don't feel exaggeratedly bulging.But if you look carefully, this figure is simply the embodiment of "high performance", without any cumbersomeness or lack of thinness, the lines are extremely smooth, and the shape and direction of each muscle seem to match the most accurate human dynamics.Like a sword that has been hammered to the extreme, it is a sharp weapon purely for killing.

This reminded Su Yan of the special forces of later generations.In China, none of the "King of Soldiers" is a tall and muscular man. On the contrary, they are all only about 1.7 meters tall. Their lean muscles may seem inconspicuous, but they can easily knock down their bodies much bigger than themselves. opponent.

What's more, Ah Zhui is a few centimeters taller than the current self. Su Yan can only comfort himself: the original owner's skin is only 17 years old, and there are still several years of development time. It is not a dream to break through the standard line of 1.8 meters in the future. .

At the same time, Jing Hongzhui also had a clear view of Master Su who was lying on his back in the bright sky.Under the backdrop of black rocks and waist-length blue silk, Mr. Su is an ice lotus on a black jade plate, and a ray of moonlight in the night is the brightest and most beautiful existence that makes him feel ashamed.

But on the snow that should have been flawless, there were bruises and redness all over the place, as well as many scrapes and cuts with dried blood, which looked shocking.

Guilt and concern overwhelmed her panic, and Jing Hongzhui hurriedly asked, "Are you injured? Where do you feel the pain?"

When Su Yan just woke up, he couldn't feel the presence of his limbs. At this moment, the blood vessels finally recovered, but the tingling sensation that followed made him almost cry out.Thousands of needles moved in his flesh, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead instantly.

Jing Hongzhui didn't even bother to put on his clothes, she leaned over to get his pulse.

Su Yan's skin is extremely sensitive at the moment, and he can't tolerate a little touch. When he touched it, the steel needles came down, and he almost screamed: "Don't touch me! Don't touch..."

Jing Hongzhui seemed to have received a great blow, she lowered her head and took a few steps back, and knelt on the ground, as if resigned.

After Su Yan survived for more than ten seconds, the tingling pain disappeared, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's okay." He sat up slowly, put the wet coat on the stone bed over his body, and said to Jing Hong, "Do it!" Why kneel down again, come here and lie down, let me see how the wound is doing."

When Jing Hong saw him, her attitude was as usual, and the pain in her chest had just subsided a bit, she said in a low voice, "It's okay for a little flesh injury. My lord's injury..."

Su Yan saw bruises all over his body, the pain was pain, but it should be just a soft tissue contusion, not as serious as it looked.The original owner's body is like this, it seems that the skin is very thin, and it will be bruised with a slight bump. Sometimes when he sees the bruise on his calf, he doesn't remember when he got it.

"It's really nothing, just some bruises, which will disappear in a few days. But you, I was shocked last night. I don't know how much blood you bleed. I'm afraid you won't be able to wake up after going into shock." Su Yan fastened He walked over to lift Jing Hong up carefully, and went to see his lower back.

After the action just now, blood oozes faintly from the brown-dyed bandage again.Su Yan wanted to untie the bandage to check the wound, but as soon as his fingers touched his waist, Jing Hongchai immediately took a step back to avoid it, blushing and saying, "Your Excellency, please put on your trousers first."

Apart from saying this, Su Yan didn't care.When he said this, Su Yan involuntarily glanced at the other party's legs, feeling a burst of envy and jealousy: Is it proportional to the height?How can you not abide by the Basic Law?

Jing Hong hurriedly picked up the trousers in the corner and put them on, not daring to meet his eyes, and said awkwardly: "Last night... when this subordinate was unconscious, did you...offend your lord?"

You almost bled dry last night, what a ghost.Su Yan thought they were all men, and it would be okay to sleep with his arms around him, and the other party is a straight steel pipe, as a person from the rivers and lakes, he should be more free and easy than himself, but he didn't expect Ah Zhui to be in such a coquettish appearance. It made him feel a little teased.

Su Yan replied with a straight face, "Yes."

Jing Hongzhui's face turned pale, and he raised his head to look at him quickly, with a look of despair flashing across his eyes, "My lord kindly warmed me up, but I repaid my kindness and did something worse than a pig or a dog. I... have no face and beg your forgiveness, sir. No matter how you deal with it, there is no difference between killing or cutting."

Su Yan looked indifferent: "Do you think I will kill you?" Adding up the back and forth, at any rate, we have been together day and night for more than two months. You don't know what kind of person I am?Even if it's an ordinary guard, I won't kill him at will, so why do you underestimate the friendship between us?

Jing Hongzhui heard another meaning from this sentence:

"If you really want to apologize, you can do it yourself. Do you still want me to kill you yourself?"

He gritted his teeth in pain, and said in despair: "My lord is right, this subordinate will settle it on his own. He has wandered around for half his life and has nothing to worry about. The only thing I can't let go of is my sister. I hid her ashes in the old tree in my lord's yard." Under the peach tree, I beg my lord to build a grave and erect a monument for her after returning to Beijing, so that she can be buried in peace. As for the thief guard, he is already half dead anyway, it would be best if the lord can take his life, if it is inconvenient, forget it. "

After he finished speaking, he glanced around the cave, remembering that when he rolled down the steep slope with Su Yan in his arms, he lost the saber along with the package containing the imperial decree.Right now, the internal energy in the dantian has recovered a little, and he can't use martial arts, but he can still cut off his meridians, so he raised his hand and patted Tianling Gai.

Su Yan didn't expect that he committed suicide when he said suicide, just like the chivalrous man in the ancient legends, watching Yi Bo Yuntian fulfill his promise with his body, what kind of man values ​​righteousness and despise life and death, in fact, he doesn't take his own life as his life, so proud Compare.She was so frightened that she rushed over and grabbed his arm, shouting repeatedly: "No offense! Absolutely nothing! Just hugging, you have lost too much blood and passed out, your whole body is cold and hard, only those words are soft, you want to offend There is no hardware support! Really, the relationship between the two of us is clearer than tofu mixed with shallots!"

Jing Hong chased after him saying that there was no offense, her heart relaxed slightly, and then she heard something soft and hard, she was so embarrassed that she couldn't help but imagine in her mind, the scene of the two hugging naked on the stone bed on a rainy night: he pressed Su My lord, like a rough stone crushing white snow and beautiful jade, like a fallen pilgrim blaspheming the gods he serves.And the snow-like and jade-like god stretched out his arms to hug him mercifully, accepting all his greed, ignorance and unbearable...

Lost in spirit, Jing Hong chased after him, but was thrown back by Su Yan, and fell backward on the stone bed.

Su Yan pressed his bare chest with one hand, and pulled his arm down with the other. Suddenly his expression froze, and he blurted out: "Are you hard?"

His lower back was pressed against the edge of the stone bed, and the bandage was quickly soaked with new blood. Su Yan said again: "Hey, your wound is open! It's still hard after you've been hurt like this... I respect you for being a man."

Jing Hongzhui originally thought that the embarrassment just now was nothing to be ashamed of, but she didn't expect that the embarrassment now is called wishing to destroy herself.Breathing rapidly, he got out from under Su Yan, picked up the jacket that was scratched by branches and rock corners from the ground, and put it on himself indiscriminately.

But the summer clothes are too thin, drenched by the rain last night, and not yet dry, sticking to the body, clearly outlining the unspeakable places.

Su Yan couldn't help laughing, and jokingly said, "The reflex arc of your morning wood is a bit long."

Whether the "speech" can be communicated or not does not affect the "understanding" at all in the current context, Jing Hong is extremely embarrassed, her face is frozen into an ice sculpture, and she is expressionless except for expressionless.

When Su Yan took a step closer, he took a step back as if facing an enemy.

Su Yan smiled and ordered: "Don't hide! Come here and show me the wound."

Jing Hongzhui stood where she was, cold sweat broke out on her back, she looked at Su Yan in pleading voice and remained silent.

Su Yan mercilessly lifted the hem of his coat and untied the bandage. He saw that the wound on the right back waist was four to five centimeters long and irregular in shape. Do you know if any internal organs were injured.There are still some sawdust in the wound, sticking together with the flesh and blood, which has a tendency of redness, swelling and inflammation.But fortunately, the bleeding caused by the bump just now basically stopped.

"I have to take out the sundries in the wound, clean and disinfect it, but now I don't have tools and medicine, what should I do?" Su Yan frowned.

Jing Hongzhui didn't care about her injury, "You can just bandage it. The injuries I suffered were much more serious and dangerous than this, and I survived in the end. This injury is nothing. When I exercise my energy and adjust my breath, my internal strength will After most of the recovery, take the adults out of here first."

Su Yan also saw that there were many scars on his body, some of which were old, and the color was too light to be seen clearly; some were not treated properly at that time, the stitches were twisted, and the shape was much more hideous than the old scars on King Yu's body.The latest three sharp wounds, one on the shoulder and two on the ribs, the flesh of the wound is still glowing pink, it should have been cut when Shen Qi was chasing him before.

"...Don't get hurt again." Su Yan tore off the cleanest strips of cloth from his underwear, re-bandaged his wound, and said in a loving tone that he didn't even notice, "Sometimes I suspect that you Does the so-called tough guy have underdeveloped pain nerves? I was hit by a board dozens of times, and more than half of them were filled with water. The pain was so painful that you were all wounded by swords and arrows or tortured. With a face full of indifference, looking like you plan to fight again at any time? Can't you honestly cry out that you are in pain, and cherish your life in the future, don't sell your life?"

Jing Hong looked down at Su Yan who was squatting beside her, and said in a low voice: "The subordinate's life belongs to the adults, and they can do whatever the adults say."

Su Yan sighed, "Your life is your own! Well, I can't explain it to you. Anyway, don't risk your life to save me next time. Save me as much as you can. If you can't, you don't have to waste your life."

Jing Hong followed Su Yan's hair spinning, her eyes were a little dazed: "No matter what the lord teaches, the subordinates will listen carefully, but it's hard to say whether they can do it when the matter comes to an end."

Su Yan once again deeply felt that even if this rebellious former killer became a bodyguard, he would still be a docile and thorny head.Just as he claims to be clumsy in speech, he can't say any sweet words, but when he is full of hostility, his mouth cannon is enough to make his opponent angry.

This character is really worrying.But what else can I do, the left and right are my favorites, so keep taking them with you.

He got up and patted Jing Hongzhui's shoulder, "Take care of your breathing, I'll get some water at the entrance of the cave. The river is too dirty, and the raw water is not boiled and can't be drunk. The rainwater is a little bit cleaner, at least there are no parasites." .”

When Jing Hongchai was sitting cross-legged, she was worried: when will this damned bastard go back?