The concubine's concubine smiles charmingly, but the villain's king carelessly flirts

Feeling slightly guilty in his heart, Wen Xun'er saw that the rope had strangled the young man's fair wrist with bleeding marks. He pursed his lips and stepped forward, intending to untie the rope for him himself.

But the moment her hand touched the rope, the young man who was sitting there with his head lowered just now, as if he was in a coma, suddenly grabbed the rope with both hands and broke away, and pressed the rope against Wen Xun'er's neck with her backhand, pressing her down directly.

On the ground.

"Miss--"

"Miss——"

The person at the door screamed.

"No one comes here, or I will strangle her to death!"

Xiao Jiwei raised his head, and everyone saw that his eyes were scarlet and bloodshot, and they didn't know how he survived last night.

Wen Xun'er's breath was suddenly taken away from her at the other end, and she felt as if her neck was about to be strangled! But close at hand, the young man's eyes were stern, with murderous intent boiling in his eyes, and the veins on the back of his hands were protruding. He clearly wanted to kill her.

strangled.

"Master, please show mercy!"

Chun Yue Qiu Yue did not dare to step forward and was so anxious that she cried. In a hurry, the two of them knelt on the ground and begged for mercy. Especially Chun Yue, whose eyes were red and her whole body was trembling: "Young Master, I made all the mistakes.

It's my fault, I caught the mouse, and I released the cat, if you want to kill me, just kill me, and don't touch Miss!"

"Cousin...uncle, you and the lady are married by the Holy Spirit. If something happens to the lady, you will definitely not survive!" Qiuyue's head was spinning rapidly, and she was so nervous that she even stuttered when speaking.

"What's the matter!" Xiao Jiwei raised one lip with a cold smile, "Anyway, it's not a loss for me to have your eldest lady buried with me!"

Wen Xun'er's eyes were so painful that she started groping around randomly with her hands. Suddenly, she touched a dead mouse and smeared it on Xiao Jiwei's face without thinking.

The stench of blood hit his face, Xiao Jiwei's pupils shrank and he let go of his hand.

The guard at the door immediately rushed forward, kicked Xiao Jiwei on the knee, and protected Wen Xun'er: "Miss, are you okay?"

Wen Xun'er covered her throat and was speechless, lying on the side and coughing violently.

She almost coughed up her lungs, but on the other side, a guard rushed forward and pushed Xiao Jiwei to his knees on the ground. The young man, with his face covered in blood, looked in Wen Xun'er's direction and smiled: "It's a pity, it's only one step away."

Click!"

Wen Xun'er finally regained his composure, suddenly grabbed the rope on the side and strangled his neck.

The young man is thin, and with a little exertion, veins are visible to the naked eye on his neck.

He was so strangled by Wen Xun'er that his face turned red, but he still stared at her, as if taunting her for not daring to kill him.

As the anger in Wen Xun'er's heart rose, she tightened her hand even more. It wasn't until she saw his pupils began to dilate that she suddenly stopped her hand.

Xiao Jiwei, like her, lay on the ground breathing hard and coughing violently.

But he was still able to laugh.

"Look, you just don't dare to kill me!"

Wen Xun'er gritted his teeth: "Lock him up, don't allow him to find a doctor, don't allow him to eat, let's see how long he can survive!"

After she finished speaking, she strode out, and Xiao Jiwei's wanton laughter came from behind.

One day, two days.

On the fourth day, Xiao Jiwei was lying on the bed and was very angry. The wounds bitten by mice began to rot and smell, and the blood on his body was mixed with the smell of mouse corpses, which was extremely unpleasant.

But he just refused to beg for mercy.

Wen Xun'er stood at the door and looked at him. He was lying motionless on the bed, his hair was messy, his snow robe had turned black and red, and there was almost no good spot on his body.

Qiuyue was a little worried: "Miss, your marriage was given by the emperor after all. If he really died like this and the emperor blamed him, wouldn't it be difficult to explain!"

Wen Xun'er said with a cold face: "The plague outside is so serious, it's not uncommon for one or two people to die. Even if the emperor blames it, my aunt will always protect me!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out.

It was the time of spring when a gust of wind blew the peach blossom petals from the trees and fell one after another.

Wen Xun'er's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene when he first saw Xiao Ji in critical condition that day. The boy had just had his leg broken, the hem of his clothes was full of blood, and he was dying like a sheep. He looked extremely pitiful.

If it weren't for Wen Xun'er back then, maybe he wouldn't be what he is now!

"Chunyue, go get a basin of hot water. Qiuyue, go get the medicine box."

After Wen Xun'er finished speaking, he suddenly turned around and strode into the house.

Xiao Jiwei was lying on the bed dying, but he was not unconscious. When he saw Wen Xun'er coming in, he quietly closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to see her.

Wen Xun'er sat beside the bed and took off his robe stained with rat blood.

"you--"

Xiao Jiwei had no strength and was unable to resist at all, but as Wen Xun'er took off his clothes, he still blushed, adding a touch of blood to his paper-white face.

Wen Xun'er gave him a cold look: "If you want to survive, just shut up!"

Chunyue brought the hot water.

Wen Xun'er used a hot towel to clean his exposed skin carefully. When he accidentally rubbed the wound, the boy trembled in pain and his eyelashes trembled, but he said nothing.

Rats carry too many germs, and the wounds bitten by rats must be disinfected. However, there was no disinfection technology in ancient times, so Wen Xun'er asked the guards to get high-concentration liquor to clean the wounds.

After four days, the wounds on Xiao Jiwei's body had become inflamed and ulcerated. He was sweating profusely from the pain of pouring liquor on him and seemed to be getting weaker.

Wen Xun'er ignored him and used scissors and knives roasted on the fire to clean up the ulcerated tissue around his body, and finally bandaged it with medicinal gauze.

During the whole process, Xiao Jiwei was either trembling with pain or sweating profusely, but he never said a word from beginning to end.

After everything was done, it was completely dark.

Chunyue and Qiuyue cleaned up the scene and prepared millet porridge according to Wen Xun'er's instructions.

There were only two people left in the room. In the darkness, Xiao Jiwei opened his eyes and looked at her. He saw her sitting quietly in front of the bed and looking out the window. The moonlight hit her face, making her quiet face look a little white, but

Her eyebrows were gentle and calm, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The entire cleaning process took a full two hours, and Wen Xun'er did it herself from beginning to end. Facing his rotten and smelly wounds, she didn't even show the slightest disdain. During the whole process, her face was serious, as if she was doing it.

A sacred and solemn thing.

Xiao Jiwei suddenly couldn't understand her.

As the eldest daughter of the Wen family, she has been pampered since she was a child. Not to mention someone with a foul smell all over her body, she would throw away even an object. How could she be so careful to clean and take care of it?

But everything happened really, and the pain during the whole process couldn't make him fall asleep at all. He stayed awake the whole time, clearly felt it all, and saw it all clearly.

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