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Huo Li didn't turn on the night light, the curtains were tightly closed, and the bedroom was completely dark. Huo Li couldn't see anything, but he could hear the light and steady breathing of Xi Sanming as he crept towards the direction of the bed like a thief.

Sigh … Thinking back to when he was in the Sky Dynasty, every room in the prince's mansion, which room wasn't full of people? He came and went without a trace, so why did he need to be so careful?

This was what it meant to lose one's identity!

Lost, lost, lost to her, he still cared about losing this identity!

Mo'er, the man who lost his virginity is here. Do you want to, do you want to … Gently, he turned on the night light at the head of his bed. A hazy white light poured down from above, just like a gentle moonlight pouring down from the sky, enveloping Xi Sanmo within. It was extremely beautiful and charming.

However, it was not as Huo Li imagined. When the light shone down on her face, she was startled and frowned slightly. She turned her body sideways with the pillow in her arms and the quilt that was kicked down to the last corner slipped to the ground.

Sigh … Deep down, Huo Li sighed. This girl must have trained in the art of kicking blankets.

The first leg, ten minutes after she fell asleep, kicked off half of the quilt. After half an hour, the second leg would be left with a tenth of the original, with the edge of the blanket over his stomach. In another half an hour, he would kick a third time. It was a clean kick, a kick that left no connection between the two.

During the first few nights he slept with her, Huo Li woke up almost every day from the cold. Slowly, he found the pattern and woke up regularly to cover her with a blanket. Because of her unfathomable skill, he could only hold her in his arms and hold her, and the foot was between his legs.

At first, she wasn't used to it, but she also struggled in her dreams. But as she struggled, she resigned herself to her fate and hugged him. Her posture was no different from holding a pillow, making him feel really awkward for a long time. Last night, he was worried that she would kick the blanket, but tonight, he was met with her kicking the blanket …

Kick the quilt!

Huo Li suddenly realized that she would definitely kick clean the blanket within an hour. It was now 2 in the morning, so that meant she had not slept for more than an hour?

In less than an hour, the wound must be so painful that he couldn't fall asleep, and it must be because he couldn't take it anymore that he fell asleep. Thinking about this, Huo Li's heart ached so much that he felt like he was suffocating, as he cursed inwardly, "Idiot, do you think the medicine I made was effective? So what if you promote Western medicine and try traditional Chinese medicine? If you want to hate me, if you want to isolate me, then use your heart.

He tapped her sleeping place, took off the pillow in her arms, covered her with the blanket, and turned on the bright light. Huo Li then took out a small yellow bottle from the pocket of his pants, opened his medicine kit and took out a cotton swab.

Gently pinching her lips, Huo Li opened her slightly closed lips. Under the bright light, he saw that red bruise on her small tongue. It was a shocking red swelling. If she bit any deeper, then she would …

Huo Li didn't dare to think about it. He used a cotton swab to pick up the powder from the bottle and tied it to her wound, cursing, "I gave you medicine at noon and you even lost it. I didn't do anything during the whole afternoon and just helped you pour the herbs. If you keep saying that Western medicine is good, then prove to me that Western medicine is good. Why is there no improvement in the wound? Good Western medicine, why is the wound red and swollen like this? Is... "

She deliberately did not use it because she needed the pain to shift away the pain in her heart. She needed the pain to numb her brain so that it would stop thinking too much, especially in the dead of night, when it was the most tragic time.

Inside the medicine with a mint medicine, will be tied to a cool feeling, can be mild pain. A small bottle of medicine, barely sufficient, was tied to the wound. It was a thin layer of brown, and only after looking carefully at it did Huo Li heave a sigh of relief.

Once the medicine was taken care of, she wouldn't have a chance to do anything even if she wanted to tomorrow!

After finishing her injuries, he called her pulse. The meridians of the three parts of her Inch Seal were very weak, even if she pressed on it heavily, it would still be empty. This was the typical void meridian, caused by both the vital energy and blood being weak, but … This pulse was mixed with a strange pulse.

It was said that it was strange because the pulse was faintly discernible, and it moved around like a bolt of lightning in a mischievous manner, making it difficult to capture. Huo Li had been on the ship for a long time, but he couldn't really identify the pulse, couldn't determine the illness, and could only wait until her injuries healed before trying again.

"Mo'er, I can't sleep without you. I'll lie down for a while and then leave!" Huo Li, who had just finished his bath, really didn't want to leave. However, he didn't want to make Xi Sumo angry. After lying down for a while, he would lie down for a while.

When dawn arrived, she was once again so cold that she couldn't get close. Huo Li hugged Xi Sanmo tightly, unwilling to close his eyes. He looked at her greedily as his long fingers repeatedly caressed her brow, her eyes, her lips …

"Mo'er, in the Heavenly Court, I often had the same dream. There was only a pair of eyes in that dream. I didn't know whose eyes they were, but I had been chasing it to get a better look. But after chasing it for so many years, I was still unable to catch up. That day, Grandfather locked you and Huangfu Nuo in the hospital. When you begged me to stay behind, your eyes were exactly the same as those in your dreams. "

"Mo'er, are those eyes I chased yours?" Why are you in my dream? Why on earth did you change my mood on their first meeting? You made me angry for you, feel sorry for you, and feel angry for you? "

"We obviously don't know each other, but I feel that you are very familiar to me. It seems that we have known each other for many years. I'm not interested in women, but I can't stop with you. Why? Why can you control all my emotions? "Why would I willingly pamper you, spoil you, and protect you, allowing you to step on my head time and time again to show off your strength?"

"What exactly is the relationship between the two of us? Was the Daoist priest's words about cherishing the person in front of him hinting at something? Is my appearance at your side due to revenge or some other reason that we do not know about? "

After talking for a while, the exhausted Huo Li fell asleep. He rested his head against Xi Sumo's chest and slept soundly. After two days and two nights, he could finally sleep soundly.

At dawn, Xi Sanmo suddenly woke up from his slumber. The first half of the night was very painful for her, even her head was hurting from the pain. After midnight, the pain was gone. She slept comfortably and had a long, strange dream.

She dreamed that she had gone to a strange place, a little like a cellar, a little like a grave. It was dark and cold, and she could see a rectangular crystal coffin in front of her.

She was not afraid and curiously walked towards the blue light. But no matter how she walked, there would always be an unchanging distance between them. Unwilling to give up, she started to run faster and faster.

The wind blew past her ears. She could clearly hear a faintly discernible voice, a woman's voice, calling out in a sad and lonely manner, "Xi … Three... Silent... Also... I... Seat... Three... Silent... Also... "I …"

What else? Who was calling her?

However, right at this moment, a black-faced man wearing a Daoist robe and a Daoist crown, wrapped in a ball of green light, suddenly descended from the sky. He angrily scolded her, "This isn't a place that you should be. Princess, it's time for you to go back. Go back …"

With that, she waved her horsetail whisk and was swept out of the dream. Her body violently trembled as she was awoken. With one glance, she saw the furry head in her embrace, as well as the face of a demon that caused the wrath of the gods.

The heck!

Huo Li! You bastard, you still dare to humiliate me!

Fine, go ahead and humiliate me. Even if you humiliate me, I won't give you face. I will no longer be so cheap, no more time after time to satisfy you, I am done, we are finished. Even if I had to act out the Fifth Young Madam's scene in public, I would still sell my skills to the best of my abilities!

After you touch other women you touch me again.

The more he thought about it, the more sick he felt. She couldn't take this in. Without another word, she kicked Huo Li's abdomen furiously.

Huo Li had planned to leave after a short nap, but he didn't expect to leave even more once he fell asleep. He wanted to hold his wife's hand for a while longer. What hatred could there be between husband and wife? That was what he was thinking!

They could not be considered husband and wife yet. Not only did they have a grudge, this grudge was not shallow, and a gale of wind was blowing towards them. If they did not stop it, then even if his young prince was not crippled, he would still need to recuperate from his injuries for half a month.

"Where are you kicking? "If you kick a cripple, you will be the one to end up as a widow." Huo Li's hands were quick as he grabbed her feet under the blanket. A fawning smile overflowed his perfect, devilish gaze.

"Bah!" Xi Sumo was so angry that she couldn't help but curse, "I spit on your eighteen generations of ancestors. Huo Li, even if all the men in the world were dead, I wouldn't marry you even if I were a nun. "Widow, let your Thirteen guard it!"

Fine, we'll start now. If we continue with this, it will just add fuel to the fire. However, from the speed of her words and the expression on her face, it seems like the injury on her tongue has healed by 70%.

Huo Li knew he couldn't afford to offend her. He pushed her foot down as he slid down the bed, laughing softly, "Mo'er is fine at home, but she's too angry when she gets up. If you don't want to see me, I'll leave. I'll leave immediately. My beloved concubine, calm down, calm down! "

"Scram!" His eyes were wide open as he picked up a pillow and threw it at the enemy. To be merciful to the enemy meant to endure it for oneself. This was true. Beloved concubine, who would want to be his beloved concubine?

Huo Li ran off with his tail between his legs, but before he ran, he stuffed the modified necklace into her hands.

Who cares? I have plenty of money to buy these things!

Without even looking at it, Xi Suming threw the red jewelry box out with hatred, "Here's Thirteen for you. She's your beloved concubine!"

Huo Li had to make her take it, and she had to wear it every day. Damn brat, you didn't cooperate, and you forced me to do this, so you can't blame me for being merciless!

He took the jewelry box from mid-air and put it in Xi Sanmo's hands again. He put away the joke and said with a stern face, "Xi Sanmo, I believe you have not forgotten your identity. I also believe that you remember who Gong Rui is and that the Fifth Young Madam is like the Fifth Young Madam. I want you to wear this necklace every day."

The hand that clenched into a fist tightened and tightened. Xi Sumo's teeth chattered with hatred. "Huo Li, I hate you, I hate you …"