The general's princess-to-be

"really?"

Hearing that Yue Qingchuan was going to buy all the flowers in his hand, the boy's innocent eyes like black crystals shone brightly with excitement, and he bit his lower lip tightly, a little unsure, for fear that this person would Just to make myself happy.

"Of course it's true!"

Yue Qingchuan smiled charmingly, and his gentle and warm voice made Bai Junmo look sideways for a long time. This person always looked like walking on thin ice in front of him, tongue-tied and cautious and serious. Unexpectedly, there was such a gentle and heart-warming side.

After fighting on the frontier for more than ten years, shouldn't he be a resolute, cold and ruthless iron man with only eyes on killing and blood?

Yue Qingchuan only focused on talking to the young boy, and didn't notice that Bai Jun was staring at him indifferently, and there was a hint of warmth in those black eyes full of doubts.

He took out the money bag in his arms, and the slightly shriveled money bag made Bai Junmo chuckle, thinking that the heroic General Yue was so capable, and the money in the money bag was not enough for him to drink tea.

Yue Qingchuan was a little embarrassed, looked at Bai Junmo in embarrassment, smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand to find a piece of broken silver from the purse and pinched it in his hand, he seemed to hesitate, looked at Bai Junmo thoughtfully, and then He looked at the young children beside him in embarrassment.

Yue Qingchuan's hesitant appearance not only caused Bai Junmo's newly formed affection for him to dissipate suddenly, and his face showed a sneering look, but also made the young boy who was full of excitement just now feel uneasy, and his eyes showed a little disappointment. Could it be the big brother in front of him? I regret it, and feel that my flowers and bamboo baskets are not worth so much money, although they are indeed not worth it.

"Brother, the money in the purse may be a little short, so I can't give it all to you. How about this, you take all the money, and I don't want the flowers and baskets, brother. It's compensation for what my brother said, okay?"

As Yue Qingchuan said, he put the money bag into the child's flower basket, and carefully put the small piece of silver in his hand into the waistband like a treasure.

Hearing this, the toddler suddenly opened his eyes wide, the excitement in his eyes was even more excited than before, he opened the purse, looked at the seven or eight pieces of silver lying in the purse, his small mouth opened wide in surprise, this is not enough, Obviously there is only a lot!

"Brother, is this enough money?"

"Not enough." Yue Qingchuan rubbed the young boy's head: "It would be enough if you add the piece that my brother took away just now, but my brother will have to buy something later, so I can't give you all, I'm sorry!"

"Then these are enough! Although I am young, I do know money."

The child's immature and honest voice was in stark contrast to Yue Qingchuan's mature, steady, "treacherous and cunning" appearance. Bai Junmo only thought that he was reluctant to part with the money, so he sneered inwardly, snorted coldly, and murmured: "Hypocrite."

Bai Junmo's voice was very low, the flower seller didn't hear it, but Yue Qingchuan heard it clearly, looked at Bai Junmo's contemptuous face, smiled helplessly, stretched out his hand to pinch the boy's soft face and said pitifully: "Brother It's not that I don't want to give it all to you, but look, the very good-looking big brother next to him just got angry with his brother, and his brother has to use the money just now to buy candy for this brother, otherwise, he won't talk to his brother. It's hard to coax back home."

Bai Junmo was annoyed by Yue Qingchuan's words and his pitiful appearance, and angrily shouted: "Yue Qingchuan, you are looking for death!"

As Bai Junmo said, he punched Yue Qingchuan in the abdomen, but unfortunately, his fist landed on the broken silver that had just been put in his waistband.

ah!hiss~

With a scream, Yue Qingchuan realized that the hand must have hit the silver, and anxiously stepped forward, grabbing Bai Junmoxu's hand: "Are you okay?"

The knuckles of Bai Junmo's fingers quickly became red and swollen, and a thin layer of flesh was rubbed against the joints, with blood oozing faintly.

The ten fingers connected to the heart, and the piercing pain made Bai Junmo's eyes watery, frowning and staring at the back of his red hand with aggrieved eyes: "Don't worry about it, let go."

Bai Junmo's red eye sockets gleamed with water, and Yue Qingchuan's heart trembled violently when he saw it, and he felt a dull pain in his heart.Regardless of Bai Junmo's resistance and struggle, he held Bai Junmo's injured hand with great strength but carefully, facing the wound, and gently blew cool air with his mouth: "Don't move, blowing will make you feel better, and it won't hurt so much."

A trace of cool air penetrated into the wound through the red and swollen skin. It seemed that the pain was not as painful as before, as Yue Qingchuan said.

Staring at Yue Qingchuan's way of treating the wound, Bai Junmo suddenly felt a faint warmth that he had never felt before, soft and comfortable.

The way Yue Qingchuan helped him treat the wound seemed to be very serious and gentle. The cold air that was introduced into the wound moved forward through the blood, and finally blew into his heart, blowing on the calm lake in Bai Junmo's heart. , slightly swaying pink ripples.

"How about it, is there anything better?"

After blowing for a while, Yue Qingchuan raised his eyes to look at Bai Junmo, seeing that Bai Junmo's expression suddenly became a little flustered, and he hurriedly and deliberately avoided his sight, he couldn't help but wonder, what happened to him?

Bai Junmo's ears turned red, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, pretended to be calm and said: "No...it's okay, much better?"

"Oh!" Yue Qingchuan stared suspiciously at Bai Junmo for a long time, and when he saw the red and swollen back of the man's hand again, he couldn't help but hold the man's hand carefully in front of him again, and said softly: "There is no medical center here, Your Highness just bear with it." Let me help you with a simple bandage, and I will go back later, let the imperial doctor take a good look at it."

"Oh, I see."

Bai Junmo's eyes drifted away, and he didn't dare to look into Yue Qingchuan's eyes, for fear that he would see the ulterior motive in his eyes, so he hummed subconsciously, thinking that this person was just looking for a handkerchief to wrap his eyes. It was over in a flash, but he never dreamed that Yue Qingchuan's next second of action made him blush with embarrassment, almost kicking the person flying out, and then he found a crack in the ground to get in.

"Yueqingchuan, you..."

The warm and moist lips suddenly pressed against the back of Bai Junmo's red, swollen and bleeding hand, sucking gently, the soft and lubricated tip of the tongue carefully licked the bleeding wound, and after a while, spit out the salty blood foam sucked out of his mouth, relieved Opening his skirt, he found the inner layer of snow-white obscene clothes, almost rudely tore off a piece of cloth, and gently wrapped the wound.

"Are you disgusting or not?"

Bai Junmo quickly withdrew his hand in disgust and embarrassment, and the half-wrapped cloth was pulled away by him rudely and stubbornly. Seeing this, Yue Qingchuan knew that this person had misunderstood, and was afraid that he would hurt his wound, so he hurriedly reached out his hand to stop him from tearing the cloth. Action: "Don't get me wrong, I just want to disinfect your wound."

"Disinfection, do you have a disinfectant like this, is it disgusting?"

There was still Yue Qingchuan's saliva on the back of his hand. Bai Junmo rubbed his hand on his body several times in disgust as he spoke, but the wound hurt more because of the friction of the cloth, so he hissed subconsciously, frowning, holding back Fiery sting.

Yue Qingchuan said in a deep voice, his expression became serious and gloomy. Regardless of Bai Junmo's objection, he forcibly grabbed the man's hand again: "Stop rubbing, if you rub it any longer, your skin will be completely broken."

"I want you to control, let go"

"I said, I just want to disinfect and bandage for you. There is no other meaning. Please don't get me wrong. If you rub your clothes like this, it will make the wound worse, and it may cause infection and inflammation."

"Misunderstanding, I have nothing to misunderstand, you don't think it's useful..." Thinking of Yue Qingchuan's behavior just now, Bai Junmo's cheeks turned red: "It's disgusting, isn't it?"

"Why is it disgusting, don't you know that saliva can disinfect wounds?"

Yue Qingchuan was a little annoyed, his words were mixed with obvious anger and a trace of inaudible grievance.

"I don't know..." Bai Junmo paused every word, slightly frightened by Yue Qingchuan's expression at the moment, and felt more and more wronged and annoyed in his heart. He was the one who caused his injury, so shouldn't he comfort himself, what is so fierce? mean.

"I only know that your saliva makes me feel sick. Even if my hands are rotten, you don't need to worry about them. Let me go."

Bai Junmo opened Yue Qingchuan's hand a little impulsively, turned around and was about to leave, Yue Qingchuan looked at the angry back of the man a little hurt, feeling an indescribable dull pain in his heart.

The flower seller was a little frightened. He looked at Yue Qingchuan timidly, and saw that he was staring at Bai Junmo's leaving back, with an unspoken grievance in his eyes, and he blamed himself and was afraid.

"I'm sorry big brother, it's my fault that caused you to quarrel."

Yue Qingchuan smiled bitterly, and his hurt eyes were a little sour: "It's okay, it's none of your business, go find your parents quickly!"

The young boy shook his head and shook Yue Qingchuan's arm: "Big brother, hurry up and chase after the pretty brother, his hands are bleeding, it must be very painful."

Hearing this, Yue Qingchuan quickly looked at Bai Junmo's hand hanging by his side, and sure enough, he saw a conspicuous and dazzling bloodstain on the back of his hand, panicked in his heart, took a tight breath, quickly left his grievances and hurts behind, and strode forward. Step by step to catch up: "Don't go, your hand is bleeding, I'll wrap it for you first"

"I said, don't worry about it"

Bai Junmo pulled his hand away stubbornly: "Go and do whatever you want, and leave me alone."

"Why are you so difficult to serve, you..."

Before you finished what you wanted to say, Yue Qingchuan suddenly remained silent, staring at Bai Junmo's red eyes, his lips trembled, annoyed at his tone and attitude, wishing to slap himself twice.

Bai Junmo's eye sockets turned red at some point, and there was a clear liquid in the corner of his eyes. If Yue Qingchuan had been more careful just now, he could have heard the trembling nasal sound and deep grievance in Bai Junmo's voice.

"Sorry, I......"

Yue Qingchuan was a little incoherent, didn't know what to say, stretched out his hands in the air, at a loss as to what to do, after a while, picked up Bai Junmo's blood-oozing right hand, and said softly: "I'm sorry, it's my fault, I... ...I shouldn't kill you, don't be angry, okay, and...don't cry, I...I...I'll help you stop the bleeding first, okay?"

"Who cried...I just...."

"Beautiful brother, don't be angry with big brother, okay, saliva can really relieve pain and disinfect. Every time I get hurt, my mother will help me treat the wound like this. It really doesn't hurt in a while."

Bai Junmo's skirt was suddenly grabbed by the young boy who sold flowers just now. The young boy raised his face, and said everything he knew in a timid but extremely serious manner.

Bai Junmo was a little embarrassed, his cheeks were slightly hot, and he glanced at Yue Qingchuan in embarrassment. Seeing that this time, he was not as he was just now, but just tore off a clean piece of cloth again, and he didn't even look at himself, just helping himself Carefully covering the wound, my heart was filled with mixed emotions.