Chapter 210

Murong Xue's delicate body is surrounded by red petals. Her shoulders and neck are delicate like porcelain on the surface of the water, emitting the unique lustre of a girl.

Ouyang Shaochen's Obsidian pupil is as deep as a pool in an instant. She walks to the edge of the bath pool like wind and reaches into the water with her arms outstretched and gently embraces her waist.

The water surface slightly fluctuates, Murong snow suddenly startled, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Ouyang Shaochen's pretty face, puzzled frown: "how did you come in?"

"You've been bathing for an hour and there's no movement. I'm afraid you'll have an accident, so I'll come in and have a look." Ouyang Shaochen glanced at her carelessly, and the bottom of her eyes was full of disdain: bathing in the bath can even sleep

Murong snow moved the body, this just found that the water in the bath was slightly cool, she did sleep for a long time.

"Bring me the tampon." Ouyang Shaochen stood at the edge of the bath. She could not stand up with red fruit and take cotton handkerchief, so she had to ask him for help.

Ouyang Shaochen stretched out his hand and pulled off the cotton handkerchief on the small table. Instead of handing it to Murong Xue, he helped up her small waist and wrapped a large cotton handkerchief on her body as soon as her slender body came out of the water.

The two groups of shivering snow loomed under the thin cotton handkerchief, just like the red plum blossoming quietly in the iceberg of thousands of miles, graceful and about.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed unnaturally, holding her out of the screen: where she should protrude, there is still a little space for development.

Inside the room is quiet, the light golden sunlight shines into the room through the lattice window, pouring out the warmth of the room.

Ouyang Shaochen gently put Murong Xue on the brocade mattress. Her hair like a waterfall instantly covered most of the bed. Her white, delicate skin exuded a moist luster, and her cold eyes flashed a little confused. Her slender neck and exquisite clavicle seemed to have fatal attraction and charm.

Ouyang Shaochen's deep eyes were full of black fog. He turned to the sandalwood table and poured a cup of tea. The light on the bottom of his eyes slightly dissipated

Murong Xue slowly sat up with a cotton handkerchief in his hand, staring at him and saying, "Ouyang Shizi, you can drink tea later. Help me find my clothes first."

Her original clothes are stained with mud and heavy smell of mud, so she can't wear them any more. She can't always wrap this big cotton handkerchief.

"I've asked my servant to buy clothes for you in Yixiang Pavilion. There are no women's clothes in my room for the time being. You should wear mine first." Ouyang Shaochen said lightly, went to the cabinet, took out a set of white clothes, and threw it into Murong Snow's arms.

The clothes are soft and slippery, and the handle is very comfortable. It also has the light bamboo fragrance peculiar to Ouyang Shaochen.

Murong Xue nodded with satisfaction. Seeing Ouyang Shaochen standing in front of the bed, he frowned tightly: "Ouyang son, I'm going to change my clothes. Please turn around or move the door!"

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes sank and turned around, with his back to Murong Xue!

Looking at his slender figure, Murong Xue gently raised her eyebrows and turned around so easily that she didn't argue with her that this is his room. However, Ouyang Shaochen has a dark heart. Who knows if he is making any ideas, she still has a layer of protection, which is safer than that!

Murong Xue thought with a smile, grabbed the thin quilt beside her and quietly pulled off her cotton handkerchief under the thin quilt and put on a silk lining.

The lining was on her, fat and big, growing to the knees, and there was no need to wear other clothes at all!

Murong snow looked up at Ouyang Shaochen and said with a smile: "thank you for borrowing my clothes from Ouyang. I don't need this white trousers. Please put them away."

Ouyang Shaochen turned around and saw Murong Xue sitting on the bed in a white lining, showing two tender white legs, slender and straight as bamboo tubes, emitting pearly luster in the light golden sun.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes flashed unnaturally. She stepped forward slowly. She caught thin and covered her long white legs: "be careful to catch cold!"

Murong Xue doesn't agree: it's summer now, how can you catch cold! However, her head is a little dizzy, her eyes are more and more tired, she just woke up: "son of the world, did you put ice in your room?"

"It was released just now. After you came in, I ordered someone to remove the ice. Why? Are you not feeling well Ouyang Shaochen said faintly and looked up at her.

"It's not uncomfortable, it's just a little cold!" Murong snow low said, Qingling voice some powerless.

"Cold?" Ouyang Shaochen looked at murongxue with a keen look. She was sitting on the bed with her arms in her arms. Her slender body trembled slightly, and her bright face was not stained with two unnatural purples.

Ouyang Shaochen's eyes are slightly narrowed, and the white jade palm caresses Murong Xue's forehead. The abnormal high temperature comes from the palm. He frowns tightly: she is infected with wind cold, but now it is summer. How can she get cold?

"Cough, cough, cough!" Murong Xue coughed heavily. Qingling's voice was slightly hoarse. Her moist lips were slightly dried up. A wisp of ink hair fell down gently, blocking her sight. She reached behind her ears and the sleeve of her left arm slipped quietly down to the elbow of her arm along the delicate skin, revealing a long woundLooking at the wound's abnormal color, Ouyang Shaochen's deep eyes suddenly narrowed up: "is your wound soaked in water?"

"Well!" Murong Xue nodded. When she jumped into the pool to avoid the guards' search, she had to hide her whole body in the water, and the wound on her left arm naturally got wet.

"The wound is watered and it's getting worse. That's why you have a high fever." Ouyang Shaochen said faintly. He took out a small porcelain bottle, carefully sprinkled the medicine foam on her wound, wrapped it carefully, and told in a low voice: "this sword wound is very deep. You can't touch water before the wound heals. Otherwise, the wound will worsen and you will have a high fever..."

"I know!" Murong Xue nodded weakly: this time, she was inadvertently in the night Yichen plot, will let the wound stained with water, next time will never be so careless.

White jade finger holding white fine cloth, skillfully made a knot, wound bandage finished, Ouyang Shaochen light looking at Murong Snow said: "your high fever must drink medicine can retreat, I order people to boil medicine for you."

"No, I don't drink bitter juice." Murong Xue quickly refused: the ancient medicine is too bitter, drink once, never want to drink again.

Ouyang Shaochen gently frown: "you dye cold extremely heavy, forehead is like fire, if do not drink medicine, after a few hours will be burned insane!"

"But I really don't want to drink that bitter juice." Murong snow tightly frowned, bitter little face to see Ouyang Shaochen's mouth curved a few invisible smile: "do not drink medicine, take medicine pills can."

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