Three lives and three worlds want to be a pair

The cave, which was originally cold and silent, was extraordinarily warm because of a bonfire, a man and a woman.Especially when the handsome silver-haired man was laughing softly, Feng Jiu felt that the beautiful men she had seen before were nothing compared to him, so she couldn't help but stare blankly at her chin, "Dijun, you It's so nice to smile."

Donghua heard her sudden admiration, although he was still very happy in his heart, he immediately restrained the original widening smile, his eyes drifted from her face to her arm and the broken skirt, There were all kinds of bruises on the ankles, calves, and arms. The scars that were still bleeding looked so shocking, but the injured person didn't realize it.Donghua couldn't help but sighed, even though she had forgotten about him, her ability to be infatuated with "beauty" has not changed at all.I don't know what kind of feeling came from the bottom of my heart, it was sour, but also sweet, in her adoring and admiring smile, no matter how cold the iceberg was, she would warm it up.He leaned to her side, held her left leg in her surprised eyes, melted into a silk handkerchief, frowned and wiped the wound on her ankle very gently, "Does it hurt?" He asked softly.

Feng Jiu gasped with a "hiss", the wound that didn't feel painful before was touched by him like this, it was as if a knife had just been cut, Feng Jiu eagerly wanted to retract her leg, but he restrained her from moving No, he glanced at her and said in a cold tone, "Now you know it hurts? Why didn't you say it earlier."

Feng Jiu was about to shed tears of pain. Seeing his tough attitude, she could only curl her lips and mutter: "If you didn't touch it on purpose, I wouldn't feel the pain at all."

Donghua paused, looked up at her, pressed his fingertips hard on her wound, and the painful Feng Jiu grinned and yelled: "Ah! It hurts! Dijun, I'm wrong!" Oh, Feng Jiu knows it's wrong! The emperor is merciful!" Although Donghua couldn't bear it, he still didn't stop his movements, until Feng Jiu couldn't help sobbing, and he melted another square scarf , wrapped around her wound twice, tied a knot, and let go of her left leg.Seeing that she immediately took it back, when she raised her head, she saw her biting her lower lip and staring at him resentfully, the big tears in her eyes did not fall, so she couldn't help but soften her attitude, and wanted to pick up her hand again. Right leg, but felt that she had been stiff and tried her best not to let him touch it.

Donghua raised his head helplessly and said softly: "Your wound is full of gravel, if you don't take it out, do you want to be a cripple?" Seeing her slightly stunned, he pulled her right leg thinly Looking at it, fortunately there were only bruises and slight bloodstains, and there were no major wounds, but those bruises still hurt his eyes, and he said in a low hoarse voice: "That person is not me."

Feng Jiu rubbed her eyes, she had just swallowed those grievances, and after hearing his inexplicable words, she asked in confusion, "Who?"

Donghua gently rubbed the bruise on her ankle, "The person you followed in was not me. It was a trap arranged by Miao Qing, and you were brought in deliberately by her."

Feng Jiu was taken aback, "Miao Qing? How could it be her? Why did she do this? How did the emperor know? Ah, and if that person is not the emperor, who would it be? Does he have any deep hatred for me?"

Donghua raised his head to look at her amusedly, "You have so many questions, I can only answer one, you can ask after you think about it."

Feng Jiu stared at him, although she felt unwilling, she could only mutter a few words in her heart, and asked reluctantly, "Then... just ask who that person is."

"I don't know either." Donghua watched her open his mouth in surprise without changing his face, and said with an expression of disbelief: "That doesn't count, I'm going to change the question."

Donghua twitched the corners of his mouth slightly, but couldn't hold back the smile in his heart, "You have already asked, and the Emperor has answered, so from now on, you are not allowed to ask any more questions."

Feng Jiu's face froze, she snorted and turned her head away from him, muttering in her heart: "What's the use of being good-looking, my temper is still so stinky."

Donghua raised his eyebrows slightly, and his hands were a little harder. Seeing that she was about to jump up in pain, he joked, "I have a bad temper?"

Feng Jiu was surprised and embarrassed, "Huh? Ah? No, Dijun, who said you have a bad temper?"

Donghua looked directly into her eyes with an inquiring smile, saw her dodging and restless, and said in a low voice: "This emperor is the co-lord of heaven and earth. There are very few people who have been able to see me for thousands of years. Who can you show your good temper?"

There was a faint bitterness in Feng Jiu's heart. Although she knew that the extreme cold at a high place was not something ordinary people could bear, the person holding her leg in front of her was obviously so gentle, how could she slander him in her heart just now.Although he usually has a cold face and his mouth is a bit poisonous, but he is the most noble person in the world, so what if he has a bad temper? Thinking of this, Feng Jiu couldn't help but blushed a little, hesitating Said: "Dijun, you are the most gentle person in the world, whoever dares to blame you in the future, Feng Jiu will be the first to let him go!"

Donghua froze for a moment, and put down her right leg. Although her heart was warmed a lot, when she saw that her skirt was completely soaked in the blood of the monster, her arms were still hanging. Holding the rags of his cuffs, he couldn't help frowning and said, "Your body..."

Feng Jiu pulled the rags on her arms in embarrassment. Although she also disliked this bloody body, she threw away all the clothes and dresses that could be changed. Now there is nothing she can do, "I...I...I I don't have any extra clothes..."

Donghua sighed and stood up, turned around and didn't look at her again. A big red skirt fell on Fengjiu's head. Fengjiu pulled it off in astonishment, and said in surprise: "This? This is my skirt ?”

Donghua walked towards the entrance of the cave, "I picked it up on the road."

Feng Jiu stared blankly at him disappearing at the entrance of the cave, and couldn't help laughing while hugging her skirt, "Dijun, you are really gentle."