Rebirth of the Beloved

Chapter 170 Love (2)
When Shen Heng saw the well-bandaged wound, sure enough, it was still such a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar technique, and a trace of a smile appeared in his cold eyes.

But when his eyes fell on Ye Qingwan's palm, the smile that had just risen disappeared immediately.

The white and tender palms were covered with worn-out blisters, which had begun to turn white due to the cold water soaking.

He also saw that there was a piece of broken skin on the forehead covered by the hair.

She was all wet.

Shen Heng didn't dare to think about what Ye Qingwan did for him when he was in a coma.

It was as if my heart had been gouged out repeatedly by a knife, and it hurt terribly.

He knew that Ye Qingwan was strong, not hypocritical, and was never the weak woman that others said.But no matter how tenacious and resolute she is, isn't she still a daughter of the first wife who was spoiled by thousands of charming people since she was a child, and she was afraid of falling in her hands and melting in her mouth?

To suffer so much for him.

As if feeling it, Ye Qingwan opened her eyes and saw that Shen Heng had woken up, she was stunned for a while, then the corners of her thin lips lifted up, and the corners of her eyebrows and eyes showed an uncontrollable joy.

"You, are you alright?"

This laugh made Shen Heng stiff again, his whole body tensed up.

He suddenly remembered that snowy day five years ago, when he opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the same smile.

Realizing that her emotions were a little out of control, Ye Qingwan unnaturally moved her eyes away, pushed him away from her arms, squatted aside by herself, restored the original cold and alienated face, and sneered: "I still think you are dead. "

Shen Heng lowered his eyes and was about to stand up, when Ye Qingwan saw it and angrily scolded: "What are you doing?" Pretending to be fierce: "If you move around again, the blood will flow out and the wound will deteriorate, don't expect me to bandage it for you again, Let you die here!"

Shen Heng slowly realized that this is the suburbs, where did Ye Qingwan get the gauze to bandage him?He squinted with difficulty—

She, who was once spotless, was covered in blood and mud, and her mottled and soaked white dress was cut to pieces.

Even though he had already guessed what Ye Qingwan used to bandage his wound, when he saw it with his own eyes, a wave of nameless anger mixed with heartache still filled his heart in an instant.

"Bullshit!"

Shen Heng's long eyebrows were furrowed, and he pulled Ye Qingwan into his arms, and hurriedly covered his exposed thighs with his robe, obviously no one else could see it except him.

Faced with Shen Heng's great reaction, Ye Qingwan was caught off guard and was taken aback. She tried to break free from Shen Heng's confinement, but when she thought of his injuries, she stopped struggling and leaned on his warm and firm chest naturally.

Seeing that she settled down, Shen Heng didn't say anything, and the two of them just sat in front of the fire.

The dead wood in the fire made crackling noises, Ye Qingwan felt a little bored, she secretly turned her head to see what Shen Heng was doing.

As a result, as soon as he turned around, he met a pair of black eyes as deep as night.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate, Ye Qingwan looked away guiltily.

After a brief silence, Ye Qingwan took the initiative to find a topic: "Do you know who those assassins are today?"

Shen Heng was silent, and said: "It belongs to the prince."

Ye Qingwan was taken aback for a moment, and almost blurted out: "So fast?!"

Shen Heng looked at her suspiciously: "What?"

Ye Qingwan shook her head: "No."

Eyelids drooped, deep in thought.

In the memory of the past, Shen Heng did suffer an assassination planned by Shen Rui before he became Emperor Zhaowu. Shen Rui was driven into a hurry and sent many assassins to vow to take Shen Heng's life in order to save him. The precarious East Palace is in its place.

But the result of the assassination was completely different from that in this world. In that assassination, Shen Heng handled it fluently, unscathed and killed all the assassins. Not long after that, the palace change happened.

But this time
Ye Qingwan's eyes fell on the white silk that was dyed red.

Because of her appearance in this life, this person who had the instinct to retreat from his body suffered such a serious injury.

Ye Qingwan secretly scolded him in her heart that he deserved it, but when she scolded, her face turned red quietly.

Shen Heng saw Ye Qingwan's strangeness, but she didn't know why she blushed suddenly, so she asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Ye Qingwan hurriedly replied: "No!"

There was a little silence again, Shen Heng suddenly stood up holding Ye Qingwan, Ye Qingwan glanced at him blankly, and asked: "Where are you taking me?"

Shen Heng said: "Go to my place first,"

"Is your brain burned out?!" Ye Qingwan reprimanded him angrily: "The group of assassins who failed to find you will definitely go to ambush you near Prince Yi's mansion. What's the difference between going back now and throwing yourself into a trap?"

Shen Heng found it funny.

How could he not understand this truth?

King Yi's mansion is full of top secret guards, as long as he moves his fingers, those trash will have to wait for death.

But he found that Ye Qingwan like this was cute, so he pretended to be helpless and asked: "Then where are you going? You can't spend the night here."

Ye Qingwan touched her chin and thought about it for a while, then said, "Go to the General's Mansion."

Shen Heng smiled suddenly, "Are you taking me home?"

Hearing this, Ye Qingwan exploded immediately: "If you talk nonsense again, you can stay here by yourself!" She broke free from Shen Heng's restraint, and walked quickly to the outside of the ruined temple.

But after thinking about it, she turned her head and asked displeasedly, "Can you go?"

Before she got an answer, the black figure who was still standing on the side quickly passed by, and Ye Qingwan fell into that warm embrace again, her black clothes covered her sight, and the light sandalwood was blown away by the wind.

Under the shadow of the moon, the girl's long hair is fluttering, and the youth's robes are fluttering.

"you guess."

"."

What a redundant question.

Shen Heng's speed was extremely fast, and it didn't take long for the two of them to land near the general's mansion. Ye Qingwan led him to a low wall.

Before Shen Heng could speak, Ye Qingwan pointed at the top of the low wall and jumped lightly, grasping the top of the wall with both hands.

"What are you doing?" Shen Heng frowned, and pulled Ye Qingwan down with one hand.

Ye Qingwan patted the ashes on her hands, turned her back to Shen Heng and muttered, "Over the wall."

Shen Heng: "."

Shen Heng picked her up and jumped lightly, Ye Qingwan closed her eyes involuntarily, when she opened her eyes to see, they had already entered the house.Only then did she react suddenly, isn't Shen Heng here?
Then why climb the wall.
What the hell was she doing just now?
"Then..." Ye Qingwan turned her head away in embarrassment, and said uncomfortably, "I, I forgot you were here, out of habit."

Shen Heng held her hand tightly.

The big hand tightly wrapped her five fingers clenched into a fist, and the palm of the hand was sweating from the panic.

Ye Qingwan's heart trembled.

The light of possessiveness was ignited in the deep eyes, and Shen Heng stared at her for a long time with deep eyes.

A deep and hoarse voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Don't forget." Shen Heng said, "I've always been here."

Ye Qingwan suddenly opened her eyes wide.

Such a straightforward expression of her heart immediately made Empress Ye, who was actually eight years older than the other party in mental age, blush from her ears to her face in an instant.

(End of this chapter)