She traveled with a gun and seduced the prince, and she was wanted by the whole city

Shen Yionong moved away a little, and the hand accidentally touched his wound, and he groaned again.

"I didn't mean it." Shen Yinong saw that his face was pale, "Okay, stop talking, I should take care of the wound first."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll be angry and ignore me? If I don't talk straight, I'll feel uncomfortable because of your misunderstanding." Xiao Yinhuan took a breath, "Shen Yinong, can you be a little more conscientious to me next time?"

She nodded seriously, "Okay. I usually have a good conscience."

Xiao Yinhuan added, "Yes, sometimes, but not much."

Shen Yinong: ...

"I obviously have a conscience."

Okay, you have it.

"How bad is the impression I leave on you? Do you still think I will hit you?"

How could he bear to do that? He would rather hit himself than her.

"Hey, you're a good person, don't bother with a little girl like me."

Shen Yinong looked up and saw cold sweat on his forehead. She asked, "Does it hurt?"

"very painful."

Fu Ya and Ping An, who were not far away, looked at each other. They felt that their master was particularly fragile in front of Miss Shen.

"I have to help you pull out the arrow and treat the wound before going back."

"Ah."

Xiao Yinhuan just stood there without moving.

Shen Yinong gently undressed him and saw that the arrow had pierced straight into his abdomen. It was painful just by looking at it, and the flesh and blood next to it had turned out.

"It's so serious, and you've been talking to me for so long, just sit down."

"Then I definitely won't let you misunderstand me." Xiao Yinhuan sat down and leaned against the tree, sweat on his forehead getting more and more, but seeing the worried look of the little girl in front of him, he felt happy and said something nonsense, "It doesn't hurt that much."

Ping'an and the others had already put down the hemostatic drugs and stood aside.

"Don't talk anymore." Shen Yinong said as he took the medicine, "Don't be too stubborn. If it really hurts, just scream."

Xiao Yinhuan sat down and narrowed his eyes. He didn't shout when the arrow was shot.

Shen Yinong was a little nervous. After all, there was no anesthetic. She first used a handkerchief to wipe the blood around his wound bit by bit, and then planned to pull out the arrow. "It will hurt to pull it out."

"pull."

Xiao Yinhuan saw that there were beads of sweat on her straight nose, which showed that she was obviously nervous, so he comforted her, "Shen Yinong, don't be nervous, it won't hurt."

Maybe it scared her too.

"Xiao Yinhuan, is there anything you want to eat in particular?"

What time is it to ask this?

"No." He looked at her and said, "If I say yes, will you cook it for me?"

"Ah."

"So do you have any particular wish that you want to fulfill?"

"Have."

"what is it?"

"To redress the injustice done to the Dragon Cavalry and the Su family."

The snow-white handkerchief was stained red and the wound was almost healed.

"You are already in your twenties, so you must have a girl you like, right?"

Xiao Yinhuan bent one leg and placed his hand on it, looking at her with his dark eyes, the surging emotions in his eyes rolling over bit by bit.

Just as he was about to say that, Shen Yionong unexpectedly pulled out the arrow.

It turned out that I was just chatting randomly to distract him.

But even when he pulled out the arrow without anesthetic, he just groaned and fell straight forward.

Shen Yinong hurriedly caught him, and his head hit her shoulder. Maybe because of excessive blood loss, he was a little dazed, but the sweet fragrance that kept wafting into his nose was so tempting that he couldn't help but move closer.

He could hardly hear the worried cries of the little girl.