Princess Chang'an
Chapter 47
Before I knew it, the night was getting dark again.
A Wan's sleep was getting deeper and deeper, and her shallow breathing was long and powerful, which made Song Wan feel very relieved. Her A Wan finally got over it, and everything was going well.
The superb Kunyin Lord has a very strong self-recovery ability. Perhaps after the spring, Awan's body can withstand the long-distance travel, and they can return to Taohua.
During the period since Mu Yao ascended the throne, he sent soldiers to mop up and arrest people every day. Although the residence he was staying in was remote and secret, it was only a hundred miles away from the palace, almost right under his nose, so it was too unsafe.
Only by returning to Taohua can she protect Awan from any threats...
Song Wan quietly admired A Wan's sleeping face by the bed, and took a long time to get up to tidy up the room.
The shadows of the lamps were swaying, exuding a soft yellow light, accompanied by Song Wan's busy figure, it looked like it was not warm and quiet.
Song Wan tidied up the room, put medicine bowls, trays and other unnecessary things at the door for servants to take them away.
Thinking that Awan is out of coma now, maybe she won't sleep until tomorrow morning, so she went to the side of the soft couch and carried the quilt over and spread it on the ground beside the bed.
She sleeps here, once Awan has any movement at night, she can know it at the first time.
Song Wan was thoughtful, right? She still ignored one thing. Now that A Wan just woke up and lost her memory, she didn't feel safe.
She dimly opened her eyes at night, and found that she was alone on the bed, she panicked instantly, propped herself up and sat up.
A Wan's eyes flicked around, and soon found that Song Wan was with her in the room, she settled down, and slowly lay back, the joy on her face didn't bloom in time, she felt When it came to severe pain, it started to spread from the lower abdomen, and gradually...it seemed that the whole body was screaming in pain.
With the indescribable fear in her heart, she tremblingly stretched out her hand to touch her lower abdomen, her hand was moist, what is this?
A Wan thought of the blood, and her eyes and tears rushed down. She covered her mouth, not daring to let Song Wan hear it, and not daring to move.
It's just that the more she thought about it, the more she thought that she might be dying, and she couldn't stop feeling sad.
Song Wan had always been a light sleeper, but when she heard her soft sobbing, she woke up in a daze.
"Wanwan?"
Realizing what she heard, she panicked, "Wanwan, what's wrong with you? I'm here, don't be afraid..."
She hurriedly got up to look at Awan, Awan's eyes were watery, and her heart ached even more when she touched her concerned eyes, she closed her eyes and covered her mouth without saying a word.
Song Wan took the handkerchief and gave it to her carefully to wipe her face, "Wanwan, but the wound hurts?"
As she spoke, she lifted the quilt, "Look? Look? The wound, did you accidentally touch it?"
Yellow plaster was smeared on the wound, and blood was faintly oozing underneath. Song Wan saw it many times, but his face turned cold for a moment, and his eyes were full of anger.
Noticing that she was not moving any more, A Wan slowly opened her eyes. Seeing her expression as black as ink, gloomy and frightening, she felt even more uncomfortable and frightened, "Song Wan, am I going to die soon?"
With a trembling voice, Song Wan returned to God, "What nonsense are you talking about? Such a small wound, after a period of recuperation, it will be able to bounce back and forth."
"But? It really hurts..."
A Wan looked aggrieved, and slowly stretched out her hand, opening her palm to Song Wan, "There's blood..."
"I know, the wound is open." Song Wan gently took her hand and wiped it with a handkerchief, "I'll give it later? You bandage it, don't move it again, just call me if you need anything." .”
She raised her eyes and stared at the tears in A Wan's eyes, and sighed silently, a little helpless, "Wan Wan, I told you not to move around, but you didn't listen, and this king can't do anything about it now."
Ah Wan suddenly felt guilty. She complained of pain and pain for a while, would it annoy Song Wan?
Song Wan looked? Looked at her wound, got up and said, "Wanwan, I'll go out and ask someone to bring hot water? Here? You wipe the wound and apply medicine. You wait for me obediently and don't move around, you understand?"
When the words fell, she was grabbed by A Wan's arm. She understood the persuasion in A Wan's eyes, and patted A Wan's hand amusedly, "You don't want me to go?"
Awan's eyes lit up, and she held her tighter, showing her thoughts with actions.
"Good boy, I will come back when I go."
Song Wan wanted to take Awan's hand away, but Awan became anxious immediately. The tears that had stopped just now were about to fall again, and her eyes were full of anxiety, "Song Wan, don't go, I'm afraid, no It's bandaged, I don't feel any pain, just stay with me in the room, okay..."
As she said that, she wanted to get up again. She was so afraid of death that she was bleeding just now. How long has it passed, and she forgot again?
If it had been in the past, Song Wan would have been a murderer long ago, but now she felt sorry for A Wan's suffering, so she could only soften her brows and coax her, "Okay, okay, I won't go, I won't go anywhere, don't mess around again. Moved."
She held A Wan vaguely with one hand, preventing A Wan from getting up, and pulled up the quilt with the other hand, covering A Wan's chest, "Go to sleep, I will accompany you."
"you……"
When it came to sleeping, Awan suddenly became shy again, and slowly let go of her sleeves, retracting her hands into the bed, "You come up too? Sleep...the ground is cold..."
Listen carefully, there is hidden expectation in that reserved tone...
Song Wan couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips, her eyes lingered on her face, A Wan turned her head away in embarrassment, and the red earlobes fell into Song Wan's eyes impartially.
"Wanwan, are you saying that your bed is warm?"
With a smirk, Song Wan stretched his hand into the quilt, and groped to grab Awan's hand. Awan couldn't help but tense up, but she didn't hide. She clasped her fingers obediently, as if her heart was also connected. .
She secretly raised her eyes to look at Song Wan, and as expected, she was caught by Song Wan again.
"See? Clearly?" Song Wan smiled and lowered her head and approached her, "Why don't Wanwan look at it better tomorrow? See? Me?"
"Don't watch? Don't watch? I'm going to sleep..." A Wan had a thin skin, and then she closed her eyes shyly, pretending to rest.
"Hahaha……"
Song Wan laughed enough, let go of A Wan, and covered A Wan's face with a handkerchief. A Wan was puzzled, and just about to take it away, she heard: "You are not allowed to lift it to peek? My king will give you Go to bed after taking the medicine."
She had no choice but to withdraw her hand, half puzzled half obediently replied, "Song Wan, why am I hurt?"
Song Wan had already thought of a solution to this problem before Awan woke up. At this moment, she didn't need to waste any time thinking about a solution. She sighed quietly, looked at Awan and said, "You are discussing with others without telling me. If you are not as skilled as a human being and you are injured, you will be the only one lying on the ground when the king arrives, otherwise the king would have ordered the killing of the enemy? To vent your anger."
"..."
Hearing the words 'skills are not as good as people', Ah Wan felt ashamed and angry, and she didn't have the heart to ask anything else.
Song Wan made do with the remaining warm water in the thermos and moistened the handkerchief, scrubbed A Wan's burst wound clean, applied the medicine again, and then allowed A Wan to open her eyes.
Before Ah Wan could see her wound clearly, Song Wan blew on the lamp and lay down on the ground again, "I can just sleep on the ground, but if it presses on your wound, you have to cry again. ? Don’t want to watch? You’re crying..."?
??
A Wan's sleep was getting deeper and deeper, and her shallow breathing was long and powerful, which made Song Wan feel very relieved. Her A Wan finally got over it, and everything was going well.
The superb Kunyin Lord has a very strong self-recovery ability. Perhaps after the spring, Awan's body can withstand the long-distance travel, and they can return to Taohua.
During the period since Mu Yao ascended the throne, he sent soldiers to mop up and arrest people every day. Although the residence he was staying in was remote and secret, it was only a hundred miles away from the palace, almost right under his nose, so it was too unsafe.
Only by returning to Taohua can she protect Awan from any threats...
Song Wan quietly admired A Wan's sleeping face by the bed, and took a long time to get up to tidy up the room.
The shadows of the lamps were swaying, exuding a soft yellow light, accompanied by Song Wan's busy figure, it looked like it was not warm and quiet.
Song Wan tidied up the room, put medicine bowls, trays and other unnecessary things at the door for servants to take them away.
Thinking that Awan is out of coma now, maybe she won't sleep until tomorrow morning, so she went to the side of the soft couch and carried the quilt over and spread it on the ground beside the bed.
She sleeps here, once Awan has any movement at night, she can know it at the first time.
Song Wan was thoughtful, right? She still ignored one thing. Now that A Wan just woke up and lost her memory, she didn't feel safe.
She dimly opened her eyes at night, and found that she was alone on the bed, she panicked instantly, propped herself up and sat up.
A Wan's eyes flicked around, and soon found that Song Wan was with her in the room, she settled down, and slowly lay back, the joy on her face didn't bloom in time, she felt When it came to severe pain, it started to spread from the lower abdomen, and gradually...it seemed that the whole body was screaming in pain.
With the indescribable fear in her heart, she tremblingly stretched out her hand to touch her lower abdomen, her hand was moist, what is this?
A Wan thought of the blood, and her eyes and tears rushed down. She covered her mouth, not daring to let Song Wan hear it, and not daring to move.
It's just that the more she thought about it, the more she thought that she might be dying, and she couldn't stop feeling sad.
Song Wan had always been a light sleeper, but when she heard her soft sobbing, she woke up in a daze.
"Wanwan?"
Realizing what she heard, she panicked, "Wanwan, what's wrong with you? I'm here, don't be afraid..."
She hurriedly got up to look at Awan, Awan's eyes were watery, and her heart ached even more when she touched her concerned eyes, she closed her eyes and covered her mouth without saying a word.
Song Wan took the handkerchief and gave it to her carefully to wipe her face, "Wanwan, but the wound hurts?"
As she spoke, she lifted the quilt, "Look? Look? The wound, did you accidentally touch it?"
Yellow plaster was smeared on the wound, and blood was faintly oozing underneath. Song Wan saw it many times, but his face turned cold for a moment, and his eyes were full of anger.
Noticing that she was not moving any more, A Wan slowly opened her eyes. Seeing her expression as black as ink, gloomy and frightening, she felt even more uncomfortable and frightened, "Song Wan, am I going to die soon?"
With a trembling voice, Song Wan returned to God, "What nonsense are you talking about? Such a small wound, after a period of recuperation, it will be able to bounce back and forth."
"But? It really hurts..."
A Wan looked aggrieved, and slowly stretched out her hand, opening her palm to Song Wan, "There's blood..."
"I know, the wound is open." Song Wan gently took her hand and wiped it with a handkerchief, "I'll give it later? You bandage it, don't move it again, just call me if you need anything." .”
She raised her eyes and stared at the tears in A Wan's eyes, and sighed silently, a little helpless, "Wan Wan, I told you not to move around, but you didn't listen, and this king can't do anything about it now."
Ah Wan suddenly felt guilty. She complained of pain and pain for a while, would it annoy Song Wan?
Song Wan looked? Looked at her wound, got up and said, "Wanwan, I'll go out and ask someone to bring hot water? Here? You wipe the wound and apply medicine. You wait for me obediently and don't move around, you understand?"
When the words fell, she was grabbed by A Wan's arm. She understood the persuasion in A Wan's eyes, and patted A Wan's hand amusedly, "You don't want me to go?"
Awan's eyes lit up, and she held her tighter, showing her thoughts with actions.
"Good boy, I will come back when I go."
Song Wan wanted to take Awan's hand away, but Awan became anxious immediately. The tears that had stopped just now were about to fall again, and her eyes were full of anxiety, "Song Wan, don't go, I'm afraid, no It's bandaged, I don't feel any pain, just stay with me in the room, okay..."
As she said that, she wanted to get up again. She was so afraid of death that she was bleeding just now. How long has it passed, and she forgot again?
If it had been in the past, Song Wan would have been a murderer long ago, but now she felt sorry for A Wan's suffering, so she could only soften her brows and coax her, "Okay, okay, I won't go, I won't go anywhere, don't mess around again. Moved."
She held A Wan vaguely with one hand, preventing A Wan from getting up, and pulled up the quilt with the other hand, covering A Wan's chest, "Go to sleep, I will accompany you."
"you……"
When it came to sleeping, Awan suddenly became shy again, and slowly let go of her sleeves, retracting her hands into the bed, "You come up too? Sleep...the ground is cold..."
Listen carefully, there is hidden expectation in that reserved tone...
Song Wan couldn't help but raised the corners of her lips, her eyes lingered on her face, A Wan turned her head away in embarrassment, and the red earlobes fell into Song Wan's eyes impartially.
"Wanwan, are you saying that your bed is warm?"
With a smirk, Song Wan stretched his hand into the quilt, and groped to grab Awan's hand. Awan couldn't help but tense up, but she didn't hide. She clasped her fingers obediently, as if her heart was also connected. .
She secretly raised her eyes to look at Song Wan, and as expected, she was caught by Song Wan again.
"See? Clearly?" Song Wan smiled and lowered her head and approached her, "Why don't Wanwan look at it better tomorrow? See? Me?"
"Don't watch? Don't watch? I'm going to sleep..." A Wan had a thin skin, and then she closed her eyes shyly, pretending to rest.
"Hahaha……"
Song Wan laughed enough, let go of A Wan, and covered A Wan's face with a handkerchief. A Wan was puzzled, and just about to take it away, she heard: "You are not allowed to lift it to peek? My king will give you Go to bed after taking the medicine."
She had no choice but to withdraw her hand, half puzzled half obediently replied, "Song Wan, why am I hurt?"
Song Wan had already thought of a solution to this problem before Awan woke up. At this moment, she didn't need to waste any time thinking about a solution. She sighed quietly, looked at Awan and said, "You are discussing with others without telling me. If you are not as skilled as a human being and you are injured, you will be the only one lying on the ground when the king arrives, otherwise the king would have ordered the killing of the enemy? To vent your anger."
"..."
Hearing the words 'skills are not as good as people', Ah Wan felt ashamed and angry, and she didn't have the heart to ask anything else.
Song Wan made do with the remaining warm water in the thermos and moistened the handkerchief, scrubbed A Wan's burst wound clean, applied the medicine again, and then allowed A Wan to open her eyes.
Before Ah Wan could see her wound clearly, Song Wan blew on the lamp and lay down on the ground again, "I can just sleep on the ground, but if it presses on your wound, you have to cry again. ? Don’t want to watch? You’re crying..."?
??
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