Consort Zhanzhao

In a trance, Zhao Bijia felt that she seemed to be conscious again, but she didn't dare to make any movements. She slowed down her breathing carefully and moved her fingers.

With her fingers able to move, Zhao Bijia heaved a sigh of relief, and slowly opened her eyes, but there was only darkness as far as her eyes could see, "Ah!" She let out a low cry in fright, she was still in the cave!It's not out yet!

She subconsciously touched the sword beside her, and even drew half of it out.

"The princess is awake, the princess is awake!"

Surprised laughter came from outside, the bed curtain was pulled open a little, and the sun shone in.

Feeling the golden yellow with the warm sunshine, Zhao Bijia almost burst into tears.

Zhao Bijia took a deep breath, feeling that it was different from the cold and humid air in the cave, and even the incense, which he didn't like very much, smelled very kind.

She looked outside along the bed curtain, and then remembered Ding Yuehua who had just made a sound, but there was also Bai Yutang who was smiling at her.

Only then did she realize that she had returned to the bed in the palace, with a soft mattress under her body and a warm quilt covering her body, this time she was completely back.

Zhao Bijia let out a long sigh of relief, but the look in Bai Yutang's eyes became a bit unkind, "Where's Zhan Zhao?"

Bai Yutang obviously choked on his chest, and then noticed that Zhao Bijia was pointing at the two of them with his sword raised, with a look of wariness on his face, he hurriedly said: "The Gu on us has been cured."

"Where's Zhan Zhao?" Zhao Bijia asked again.

"He's been guarding you all night, I'll change him to wash his face."

Even after a good night's sleep, Zhao Bijia was still sore and limp all over. Hearing these words, the big stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, but the sword in his hand still did not put down.

"Where's Yang and An?"

Bai Yutang didn't say anything else this time, and replied honestly: "He passed out when he came back with you. The doctor said that his vitality was seriously injured, and he needs to be taken care of."

The sword in Zhao Bijia's hand fell on the bed.

It just so happened that Zhan Zhao came in at this time, seeing that Zhao Bijia was already awake, he stepped forward and pushed him back on the bed without saying a word, "It's cold outside, you should rest well."

Bai Yutang and Ding Yuehua looked at each other, and went out quietly without saying anything.

When they reached the door, the two looked at each other again, and sighed at the same time, Bai Yutang's heart was more painful than Ding Yuehua's.

Bai Yutang has always thought highly of himself. Even if he was recruited by Bao Zheng a few days ago, he came to atone for his sin because he kidnapped the princess. After waiting for a year and a half, it's over, but...

Now that this incident happened, their brothers came here to make soy sauce, and later... they also brought others into trouble. This is to work for Kaifeng Mansion for a lifetime, and they are too embarrassed to take their salary.

Bai Yutang shook his head and sighed, "I'm going to see my two older brothers."

Only Zhao Bijia and Zhan Zhao were left in the room, their eyes were facing each other, for a while Zhao Bijia didn't know what to say.

But it was safe after all, and Zhao Bijia's mind became active.

If it follows the usual routine, alas...she sighed silently in her heart, the hero should come up to hug someone at this time, alas...another sigh, unfortunately this person is Zhan Zhao, she looked at her short arms again , It doesn't feel short until hugging.

Then she was hugged into Zhan Zhao's arms, tightly hugged, until their chests were pressed against each other, the distance between their beating hearts was only three inches at most.

Zhao Bijia was stunned for a moment, but the corners of her mouth turned up immediately, and she raised her arms again.

Although it was a bit short and couldn't hug the whole person, it was not a problem at all to hug his neck, it was just right.

With just such a hug, Zhao Bijia even felt that the suffering she had suffered before was not unrewarded, but just thinking about it made her want to cry again.

Zhan Zhao hugged her tightly, Zhao Bijia reached out and patted him on the back lightly, not sure if she was telling him or herself.

"It's okay, it's okay. It's all safe now."

But Zhan Zhao still doesn't let go.

At the beginning, Zhao Bijia thought a lot about why she threw herself into Zhan Zhao's arms and hugged Zhan Zhao pre-emptively, but it was really wonderful to be hugged by Zhan Zhao at first, but as time went by, she gradually I feel a little soft.

After the excitement just now, another emotion rose up now.

At first, she focused on Zhan Zhao's embrace, but after this request was fully and highest-standard met, her focus gradually shifted to other details.

For example... Her chest is attached to Zhan Zhao, although it doesn't feel awkward, but the sense of presence is super strong.

Another example is Zhan Zhao's two hands, both of which pass through her side, although the final landing point is her back, but this back is also different.

Zhao Bijia twisted her body, the temperature brought by the two hands on her back became hotter and hotter.

One arm stretched across her entire back, fingertips...fingertips were about to fall on the edge of her chest.

There is another one facing downwards, which lands on her lower back, and a little further down, it will reach her buttocks.

Aware of all this, Zhao Bijia's face began to burn unconsciously, as if she couldn't even control her body, she was completely limp in Zhan Zhao's arms.

Zhan Zhao was naturally aware of all of this, the princess had no strength, no strength at all, if it wasn't for him to hold her, she might be spread out on the bed.

"Are you feeling sick again?" Zhan Zhao let go of Zhao Bijia, with an anxious expression on his face, but as soon as he let go, he saw her entire neck, face, and ear tips, all red, and even the breath she exhaled. , It also brought bursts of warmth to his face.

"I'll call the doctor!" Zhan Zhao put Zhao Bijia on the bed, carefully stuffing his hands under the quilt.

Very good, it's still the familiar Zhan Zhao, Zhao Bijia felt a little funny in his heartache.

She stretched out her hand to pull Zhan Zhao, and she just placed her hand in Zhan Zhao's palm, just like in the cave, Zhan Zhao held her in exactly the same posture.

"Don't." Zhao Bijia was a little shy, "I'm fine."

Zhan Zhao frowned. After all, he had some medical skills. He put his right hand on the princess's hand, and after three or five breaths, he relaxed his brows. Except for the pulse condition, which seemed to be caused by emotional agitation, the rest was really nothing. problem.

Zhan Zhao heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, you must tell me."

Zhao Bijia's eyes were bright, she looked at Zhan Zhao, and her tone became weaker, "It's uncomfortable, I need to hug it."

In the next second, she returned to that warm and reassuring embrace again.

Apart from hugging Zhan Zhao tightly, she didn't make another move.

Zhao Bijia leaned on Zhan Zhao, put all her weight on it, and closed her eyes slightly, not sure if it was because she was intoxicated, or because she wanted to taste for herself, or because she wanted to cover up her eyes that were already filled with tears.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao Bijia was finally satisfied, relaxed her body a little bit, and Zhan Zhao let her lean on her, but the hands they held together still didn't let go, she was also very relieved kept his hand in his.

Zhan Zhao's hand looked very slender, but when he touched it, he felt thick, which should give people incomparable peace of mind and warmth, and it was also covered with thin calluses, which made people itchy when rubbed.

Very itchy!

Zhao Bijia suddenly felt that something was wrong. Looking down, Zhan Zhao's index finger was touching her nails—where they should have been. She had broken three nails on her hand. Although the wounds healed later, the nails were not so serious. It's easy to grow out, not to mention that it's only been two days now, there is still pink tender flesh, and it's itchy to the heart after being rubbed so lightly by Zhan Zhao.

Zhao Bijia suddenly tensed up, thinking of many things at once, such as...for example, what happened in the small black room...whether others should know.

She suddenly exclaimed, "Where are my nails?"

The distress on Zhan Zhao's face flashed, and he grabbed the Juque sword that was placed on Zhao Bijia's bed.

"Originally I gave you this thing... to keep you safe, and... if I—"

Zhao Bijia covered Zhan Zhao's mouth with her hand. She knew what Zhan Zhao wanted to say, but she didn't want to hear it, so she came out of that place. She didn't want to hear anything inauspicious.

Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to hold her hand tightly, and pulled her hand down, "I didn't expect that the only wound on your body was caused by this sword."

Zhao Bijia followed Zhan Zhao's line of sight and looked at the giant sword, with blood on the scabbard.

Zhan Zhao's tone was low, and there seemed to be sparkles in his eyes, his eyes were dangerous, as if he wanted to eat someone up.

Zhao Bijia was inevitably discouraged, and changed the topic that would definitely spoil the atmosphere.

"Why are my nails gone? How did the wound heal so quickly? How long have I been dizzy?"

Sure enough, Zhan Zhao's aura disappeared without a trace, and Zhao Bijia's familiar seriousness was replaced on his face, "When I went in, your nails were cut off, there was blood on the ground, and there was blood on your hands. It's just that After rinsing with clean water, I found that the wound had healed. Baifeng said it was because of the Holy Gu, it healed the wound on your body the moment it was born."

Zhao Bijia hummed, and Zhan Zhao seemed a little anxious, as if he was afraid that she would ask something, and then said: "It's been less than a day since you fell asleep, and Director Yang came in the future, and we set off for the palace at Shenshi, so that's it." It was the next day, the third day of September."

Not only did Zhan Zhao not want her to ask, but Zhao Bijia wanted to change the topic herself. Leaning in Zhan Zhao's arms, she gently raised her right hand with broken nails, and said, "It doesn't hurt at all."

He picked up the Juque sword again, and said softly: "It's already mine." After speaking, he wanted to hold the sword in his arms, "You don't know how dark it is inside, and you can't hear any movement outside. If it wasn't for the Yingyu you left behind, and the sword in my arms, maybe I wouldn't have been able to wait for you to come back."

Seeing that the sword was already in his arms, he was suddenly stopped by Zhan Zhao. He grabbed the middle of the scabbard and pulled the sword out again.

Zhao Bijia is just a girl whose shoulders can't be lifted by hands. She wasted a lot in the cave, and her whole body is sore until now. Let alone stop it, Zhan Zhao just pulled it lightly, and she couldn't resist it.

"It's all yours." Zhan Zhao whispered in her ear, and wrapped her in his arms again.

Zhao Bijia felt his blood rushing up for a moment, and he couldn't tell what the word "du" meant.

In addition to the sword that has been collected by her, is there any owner of the sword?

Zhan Zhao held her right hand and raised it up, sticking it next to her ear, "It's me, the guard, who let the princess get hurt." As he spoke, he raised Zhao Bijia's hand and patted himself.

But how could Zhao Bijia really hit him, besides, Zhan Zhao's strength is not small, if he really hit her, he would feel distressed, so Zhao Bijia struggled.

After struggling like this, he lost his aim, the hand that was supposed to slap in front of him, somehow slapped him on the face, and the fingertips just touched his lips.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Bijia could only feel a bang, burning from head to toe, she was so frightened that she dared not move, Zhan Zhao's whole body was more like being poked at acupoints, and he froze somewhere.

Zhao Bijia couldn't help moving her fingers, feeling the softness brought by the light touch of her fingertips, and felt that her body might be as soft as his lips.

She secretly glanced at Zhan Zhao, and gently pulled her hand, but unfortunately she didn't pull it out.Zhao Bijia also felt that Zhan Zhao...whether she has evil intentions or not, there is absolutely no courage. Besides, she has seen through herself, and when the critical moment comes, she will be cowardly...

At the moment of beauty, I feel a little sad.

"Let me go." This voice was nothing like her usual voice, she never thought that she would be able to utter this... On the surface it was a refusal, but in fact it sounded like an encouraging tone.

Worse!

Zhan Zhao suddenly seemed to have opened up the two veins of Ren and Du, or as if he had been possessed by an evil spirit, and lightly pecked her fingertips.

Zhao Bijia never thought of this, she never thought that Zhan Zhao would have such courage.

Even in the cave, she even said that she was going to give birth to Zhan Zhao's child, but such an intimate contact... Zhao Bijia never thought about it.

Well... Now that I think about it, after all, having a baby requires closer contact.

In an instant, her head seemed to explode, and all kinds of bizarre scenes emerged. With a groan, she felt that her body was weaker than before, and she couldn't even breathe into her lungs.

But it's not over yet.

Zhan Zhao looked at her, although his face was still expressionless, but Zhao Bijia could see a bit of determination to move forward from his serious face, and then she felt that his hand was turned away by him.

This time, what rubbed against his lips was the tender flesh that grew under the three broken nails.

Zhan Zhao also hadn't rested for a long time, and he was the one who worked the hardest that night, so his face was naturally not as radiant as usual.Although he was sitting with his back to the light just now and couldn't see his face very clearly, Zhao Bijia immediately noticed it when he rubbed his finger on his lips.

There was a layer of dry skin on Zhan Zhao's lips, some of which had already turned up, rubbing against her tender flesh, it was more itchy than just rubbing it with calluses.

What's more... It was just fingers, but now it has been replaced with lips. As long as the word "lips" is repeated in my mind, Zhao Bijia doesn't even know where to put her hands.

"do not……"

This was another refusal that seemed honest and upright. Zhao Bijia was a little annoyed, so she simply closed her eyes and remained silent.

"When I went in, I saw blood on your body, and your eyes were closed again..." Zhan Zhao paused, "The light is not good, so I dare not go up to see clearly."

Zhao Bijia only felt inexplicably sad, and fixed her eyes on Zhan Zhao. Could it be that he was also afraid?Zhao Bijia's heart beat fast and slow again. Although it felt a little uncomfortable, it was extremely satisfying.

Zhao Bijia stretched out her arms and hugged her, and the two stuck close together, "I'm fine, nothing happened."

Although the atmosphere was not as ambiguous as before, Zhao Bijia was extremely satisfied in his heart.

Her hand slipped from Zhan Zhao's lips, touching lightly all the way until their hands were pulled together again.

Although the atmosphere was good, Zhao Bijia still secretly spurned herself in her heart: I am just cowardly, I dare not pull other places...

"Take a break." Zhan Zhao said, "The doctor has given you a pulse and said that you are agitated, you need to take care of it."

Zhao Bijia hummed, but when she remembered the darkness she had just woken up, she felt a little palpitated, and said, "Tell me what happened afterwards, so that I can feel at ease."

Zhan Zhao sighed silently, and said: "Later... Baihuang came in, and she drove away a lot of blood mist, and the blood mist was neutralized by the blood, so as long as you are more careful in the future, you can get rid of it." Nothing serious happened. Later, Director Yang came, and he brought a lot of live chickens, and as soon as the chicken blood was poured on it, the blood mist fell on the ground."

Zhao Bijia hummed, indicating that she was listening.

"Baifeng said that because of Baihuang's death, the Gu on the four of them was also released. She plans to take the rest and Baiqingluo back to Miaojiang."

After Zhan Zhao finished speaking, he patted her head and said, "Go to sleep. I know you're well, so I'll go take a rest too."

Zhao Bijia knew that although what he said was light, the truth must be very dangerous, but when Zhan Zhao said that he was going to take a rest, Zhao Bijia immediately stopped talking.

The three of them went up the mountain in the first year of junior high school, and it is already the afternoon of the third year of junior high school, and Zhan Zhao has never rested.Even though the two had snuggled together to rest in the cave, Zhao Bijia also understood that although Zhan Zhao seemed to be asleep, he must be on guard all the time, and pretending to be asleep was just to comfort her.

Zhao Bijia nodded, but still held Zhan Zhao's hand, "Does it still hurt?"

Zhan Zhao was taken aback for a moment, Zhao Bijia took his hand and brought him in front of her, gently rolled up his sleeve. Although the wound on her wrist that was bitten by her had scabbed over, it was still swollen, with even There are also traces of bruising.

Zhan Zhao shook his head, "It doesn't hurt." He saw Zhao Bijia half-lowered his head, not daring to look at him, and said, "Thanks to this, I can stay awake all the time."

"My princess is still waiting for me in the cave."

This sentence made Zhao Bijia almost burst into tears again, her voice choked up, "The only wound on your body is also because of me."

Zhan Zhao smiled lightly, "Go to sleep, it will be fine when you wake up."

Zhao Bijia hummed, but she still didn't let go, but leaned over and kissed the seal she had bitten.

Unlike Zhan Zhao's tingling kiss with dry skin, Zhao Bijia was well protected from the beginning to the end, and her lips were still as delicate as before. This kiss imprinted on her body had no second feeling except softness.

Zhao Bijia felt that Zhan Zhao in her hand became stiff all of a sudden, even his muscles were tensed.

This time Zhao Bijia finally stopped being cowardly. Not only was it a kiss, but she stretched out her tongue and licked it lightly. The wound that Zhan Zhao was healing still had a little fishy and salty taste.

I don't know where the courage came from, but after doing this action, Zhao Bijia even covered her head in the quilt, and only dared to lift a small slit, "Go and rest, I want porridge tonight."

Zhan Zhao looked at his wrist, the breeze was blowing, bringing a coolness to the licked place, which was in stark contrast to the red, swollen and hot wound.

Zhan Zhao sighed in disappointment, looking at the princess who was already huddled under the quilt, it seemed that she didn't plan to come out if he didn't leave.

"I am leaving."

Zhao Bijia hid under the quilt, although she heard Zhan Zhao say that she was going to leave, she still didn't dare to stick her head out, besides, she didn't hear Zhan Zhao's footsteps leaving.

But just hiding like this, thinking of Zhan Zhao's helpless eyes at the end, she felt as happy as if she was about to go to heaven, and she fell asleep again not long after.

After waking up again, it was already a little dark, Zhao Bijia turned over and sat up, feeling that although her body was still sore, but she already had strength, she looked at her wound that had healed, and remembered... the Holy Gu that should have entered her body.

"Drink porridge?"

In a daze, Zhan Zhao came in with his rice bowl.

Zhao Bijia raised his head and smiled at him, but he didn't expect Zhan Zhao to put down the bowl and even ignore her, and went directly to her bed.

do not!

This is what to do!

Zhao Bijia only felt that her heart was going to jump out again. Although she didn't even say anything in front of people, but...but she just got off the bed, and she still had her body temperature. What is Zhan Zhao going to do? .

Zhao Bijia turned her head, only to see him bent down, and his whole body was under the curtain of the bed.

Is this to make her a quilt?

What about the maids in the palace!

Zhao Bijia ran up in two steps, holding on to Zhan Zhao's hand and not letting go.

I would rather fold the quilt by myself... If this quilt is also touched by him once, how can I sleep in a while!