Aware of the coldness in junshiling's voice, Xia Wanyuan wants to withdraw her feet, but junshiling firmly holds her ankle and doesn't let her move.

"A knock." Xia Wanyuan is a little guilty.

"How about a knock?" Junshiling takes a look at Xia Wanyuan's leg. There are a lot of bruises in the place where the trouser legs are raised. It's just that he was hit by gravity,

Jun Shiling looked at Xia Wanyuan's elbow. As expected, he saw some redness and swelling there. "You've been fighting with people." Jun Shiling said definitely.

"Meet a group of people want to take Tang Yin, I will" Xia Wanyuan finally told the truth, but in the eyes of Jun Shiling condensed into soldiers, the words behind can't be said.

Jun Shiling looked down at Xia Wanyuan's wound. He didn't know what he was thinking. Xia Wanyuan only felt that the air pressure on him was getting lower and lower. "I'm ok, just bruises. I'll be fine in a few days."

Junshiling suddenly stood up, picked Xia Wanyuan up and went upstairs.

Xia Wanyuan originally wanted to say something. As soon as he saw Jun Shiling's cold face, he swallowed the words and let him stay in Jun Shiling's arms.

Junshiling's momentum is very frightening, but the action is very gentle. He puts Xia Wanyuan on the bed and finds the medical box to gently wipe the medicine for Xia Wanyuan.

"Hiss." There is a bruise, when the emperor put ointment on the mausoleum, Xia Wanyuan felt a little pain.

See Xia Wanyuan's leg pain of a shrink, Jun Shiling hand meal, frown more tight, the action of the plaster more light.

Finally, Xia Wanyuan's leg and arm injuries have been dealt with, Jun Shiling has been cold face does not speak.

"The tomb of the emperor?" When he saw that he was going to leave after taking medicine, Xia Wanyuan called him,

"For what?" Jun Shi Ling's voice is cold.

"Don't be angry. I don't really feel pain. I'll pay attention next time," Xia Wanyuan said,

"I hurt." Jun Shi Ling's deep voice sounded in the room, which made Xia Wanyuan stunned.

With these words, junshiling left the bedroom, and Xia Wanyuan did not stop him.

Before long, junshiling went into the bedroom again and put water, snacks and fruits beside the bed. Junshiling sat down with his sleeves rolled and peeled the oranges for Xia Wanyuan.

"The tomb of the emperor?" Looking at junshiling's head drooping and seriously peeling the orange, but the corner of his mouth is still tight, Xia Wanyuan can't help but cry, but junshiling doesn't respond to her.

"Are you going to ignore me?"

Junshiling still did not speak, silently handed the peeled orange to Xia Wanyuan.

Xia Wanyuan didn't take the orange. Instead, he went over junshiling and took the orange by the hand. He pulled junshiling's sleeve,

"Brother, don't be angry, OK?"

When you look up, you can see Xia Wanyuan's smile in his eyes,

"You see I call you brother, so don't be angry with me any more, OK?"

Among Xia Wanyuan's smiling brothers, junshiling felt that his heart was divided into two parts, one was soft in the clouds, the other was baked in the fire.

"All right?" Xia Wanyuan gently pulled Jun Shiling's sleeve again,

Jun Shiling sighed in his heart. There was no way to take her.

"Where did you learn these tricks?" Jun Shiling said helplessly, and finally it was no longer a state of indifference.

Jun Shiling put down the orange which was crushed by Xia Wanyuan's brother, dried his hand and peeled it for her again.