C6 Blood-red Charm

"Ah!" The wound on her shoulder was painful, but it also gave her a comfortable feeling. This kind of strange and contradictory feeling didn't make her pay much attention, and with her blurry consciousness, she wanted to quickly open her eyes, only that strange object gradually moved down from her shoulder. The cold wind blew, and a chill came from the exposed skin, and so on, it was cool! Also, what was on his body? He felt very strange. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw a head buried in his body, and he subconsciously moved to push it away.

"Damn it!" The kiss came at a time of confusion. It was suddenly pushed open by someone. A gust of wind blew by, and the slight chill made him sober up. What was he doing just now?! As a man, he naturally knew what that feeling was. Even though he almost never touched women, even Bai Wanyin had only approached them because he had a goal, and had not touched too much, even when he was hugging Bai Wanyin, he did not have this kind of reaction. His body tightened as he pursed his lips and looked at the somewhat dazed woman in front of him, and the cold gradually began to dissipate.

"I... "You …" Qian Mu looked down at his body and his little face exploded. His cheeks and ears were burning hot as he hastily pulled up his shirt. When he pulled at the wound on his shoulder, he frowned slightly and raised his head to look into Ming Ruo Fan's eyes, avoiding it.

"You are This King's wangfei to begin with, so what's wrong with touching you?!" When she looked at her pink cheeks, she was instantly pleased, but what was with that frown? You can't not like me touching you!

"Where are we?" He didn't even bother to look at her. Although she had been eaten by tofu for no reason, at the moment, this was not the issue he was most concerned about. Looking around, the trees were slightly dense, and there were also some broken carriages at his side.

"I don't know." As Ming Ruofan spoke with a cold face, Gan Mu did not bring ridicule onto himself anymore. He knew it was useless to ask, but he would never say anything anyway – an arrogant man!

As he looked at the dark blood soaked in the white cloth around Ming Ruo Fan's waist, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

"You're injured!" "There's poison in this wound. We need to clean it as soon as possible!" If the king stayed with him and died from the poison, not to mention how he could leave, he wouldn't be able to escape death even if he left. Qian Mu had no choice but to think for his own life, but he didn't know how anxious she would be.

Neither of them noticed the subtle changes, but the atmosphere between them had suddenly changed. From time to time, Qian Mu would look at Ming Ruo Fan's lips, and the places where he touched would always feel hot.

"There's only Gold Sore Medicine by my side right now." In fact, Netherworld Udumbara wanted to say that he had the cold poison in his body to resist, but these weak poisons posed no threat to him at all. But he also knew that his body was a secret, especially with the strangeness of the dried wood blood, he couldn't say that he still didn't fully trust her. On the other hand, he definitely wouldn't admit it.

"Water, where is the water bag?" Lin Mu turned around and looked at the horse carriage. Then, he stood up and started to rummage through the messy ground.

"Here." He watched her fumble around for a few times before he finally opened his mouth to speak. The moment he heard her words, he stopped what he was doing and turned his head, looking at the water in his hand and the food beside him. He felt like he was being played with by a monkey, but … After all, he was a prince, and in short, he could be considered to be a living parent. He gritted his teeth and swallowed a deep breath.

"Fortunately, the poison isn't too strong. It should be fine to stay here for two days after the cleaning. I hope General Zhong Li can come over soon." There were always a few beggars with weak bodies, especially when they couldn't eat enough or dress well, so she had become a famous doctor amongst beggars. She would occasionally show some people some headache and headache, saving them some medical fees, and even some beggars who even had problems eating, it was a great favor to save their lives. However, unless she had an old man to treat her, she would be in bad luck, and from time to time, the old man would disappear, so she had to eat as much dried wood as possible to strengthen her body.

"You know medicine?" When Ming Ruofan's words entered Qian Mu's ears, he realized what he had subconsciously said.

"..." "No, it's just that in the past, we always had to live; when we were sick we didn't have the money to treat it. Sometimes, we would just go up the mountain and pick some nontoxic herbs and fruits to eat." From time to time, he would take her up the mountain and teach her how to cure some illnesses with herbs. She even knew how to mix some poisonous grasses and how to make some poisons. Although she had never seen poisonous snakes or insects with her own eyes, the old man always explained them to her in detail, and she was always able to use a wooden stick to draw that pattern on the ground.

"We should be resting here tonight. Let's pack up the carriage and spend the night there." Ming Ruo Fan looked at the color of the sky. From resting for a while at noon to advancing for another four hours or so, it was about time for the sun to set.

"Yes." Lin Mu nodded in agreement, and tied up the cloth around Ming Ruofan's waist. He then turned around to the side and tidied up the triangular carriage. Fortunately, there was a place to block the wind and rain, but … It was hard to say if he would encounter any aggressive animals at night. He subconsciously turned his head to look at Netherworld Udumbara who was sitting beside him. This man could even tame wolves. He shouldn't have to worry about anything, right?

A corner of the carriage had collapsed into a deep pit. It was only because of this deep pit that the carriage stopped. Otherwise, one could imagine how the carriage would roll back and forth until it reached the bottom.

"Let me help you rest." He thought about his previous actions, especially the previous frivolous action, which made him feel somewhat embarrassed. He wanted to be respectful, but he didn't have that sort of respect in his heart, so his actions were even more fake. He wasn't respectful, but he was actually a little afraid of him.

"Yes." Ming Ruofan put a hand on Qian Mu's shoulder as he bent down, using almost all of his strength to lean on him, and forced him to walk a few steps closer. He couldn't use any inner strength yet, so he started to cry inside, thinking that if he could save himself this time, when he went back, he would definitely let him give him a salary to repay the debt, so at least he would take care of him for a while too, wouldn't he?

When they entered the carriage, because they had to bend over, Qian Mu broke away from Ming Fan and fell to the ground, caught off guard. He used Ming Ruo Fan's back, and the wound opened up again, and just now, they only had enough time to pull together their clothes without bandaging them. Their faces were very close, and their noses were almost touching the tip of their noses, and their breathing was intertwining, making Qian Mu feel as if Ming Fan's breathing was abnormally hot, so he opened his face and tried to move his right hand to push away the person on him, but they were firmly pressed against his face.

"Don't move!" As expected, she saw her wound was soaked in goose-yellow clothes, and with one hand, she untied it. Her lips fell down, and there were some red and purple marks under the wound, which she had just made. When she thought of this, she couldn't help but place her hand, which was placed beside her, on her waist.

"..." "Prince …" It was the same feeling as when he was sleeping. Just like when he had just woken up, he was licking his wound, where blood was seeping, a word suddenly appeared in his mind that was very suitable for this man: bloodthirsty, right, true bloodthirsty, he was drinking his blood. The palm attached to his waist suddenly caused her hair to stand on end, and she couldn't help but tremble.

"Don't move!" He moved away, dissatisfied with the woman who resisted him from the bottom of his body, and grabbed her dishonest hands with his other hand and tied them to the top of his head.

"Don't forget, you're This King's wangfei!" His lips trembled, not knowing what to say. No matter how strong her personality was, she was still a woman, and now that her husband was on top of her, to put it bluntly, it was natural for her to have him. But for herself, she was not like this, she did not like him, she wanted herself to leave the life of the King of the Underworld, they could not do this!

"Let go, don't you already have someone you like? Let me go! " The driftwood began to struggle, like an angry leopard.