After the death of the host: the tyrant cried red eyes

Soon, a lifelike image of Xiao Yi appeared on the paper. Although it was drawn with only a few strokes, the charm, especially the sharp and majestic eyes, made it possible to recognize the person in the painting at a glance.

"Have you learned it?"

Xiao Yi's voice came from above, with a barely perceptible smile.

"Your Majesty's few strokes are very powerful. I am a beginner, how can I understand the essence of them right away?"

Shen Bingning blinked and smiled, "How about, Your Majesty, give me some more guidance?"

Are you kidding! At this moment, such a close distance, it is a great opportunity to enhance feelings, how can we miss it easily.

However, he seemed to be deliberately going against her. He loosened his hand and stepped aside, saying calmly, "I said I would only demonstrate it once."

"..."

Shen Bingning was speechless for a moment, feeling mixed emotions.

Looking at Xiao Yi, who seemed to have crossed thousands of mountains and rivers in an instant and had distanced himself from her that could not be reached, Shen Bingning pursed her lips unconsciously, and her heart felt as if it was gently pierced by a fine needle, leaving an indescribable bitterness.

He is such a blockhead, totally unromantic.

Just as she mustered up her courage and was about to speak up again to fight for something, as she raised her eyes slightly, a sudden and glaring flash of red struck all her senses like lightning.

On Xiao Yi's left shoulder, an egg-sized red spot was spreading at an alarming speed. In a moment, the red spot had expanded to the size of a palm, looking hideous and shocking.

"Your Majesty! Your shoulder!"

She almost blurted it out, her voice filled with panic and worry that was difficult to conceal.

Xiao Yi just glanced at the wound indifferently, his expression calm as if the blood that was bleeding was not his own flesh and blood, but just an insignificant object: "It's okay."

"You're bleeding and you're saying it's okay?"

Shen Bingning's voice was filled with anxiety and reproach, and she quickly ordered Lu Zhong beside her, "Lu Zhong, go and get the imperial physician here!"

"Yes!"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhong hurriedly ran out of the door like the wind, leaving only a series of hurried footsteps echoing in the empty palace.

Inside the palace, the two looked at each other from a distance, and there was a subtle tension and uneasiness in the air.

Shen Bingning was the first to look away, her eyes falling on the wound that was still slowly bleeding. Her brows were furrowed, her eyes full of worry: "Could it be a recurrence of the old wound left during the competition? How could it suddenly split open?"

Xiao Yi remained silent, as if he didn't hear her question.

But even if he didn't answer, Shen Bingning could guess that when he was teaching her to paint, some unintentional action involved the old injury, causing the wound to rupture and bleed.

And he just endured it without saying a word, as if the pain was not worth mentioning at all.

Looking at his nonchalant look, Shen Bingning felt mixed emotions. This feeling was so similar to that three years ago.

Whenever he was hurt, he always pretended to be fine, until she forcefully peeled off his disguise, only then would she discover that the wounds were already shocking.

After all these years, his stubbornness and stubbornness have not diminished at all.

She sighed softly and paced anxiously in the room, waiting for the imperial physician to arrive.

However, time passed minute by minute, and for some reason, after waiting for a long time, there was no sign of the imperial physician and Lu Zhong.

"Why hasn't that girl Luzhong come back yet?"

She whispered to herself, looking back at Xiao Yi's wound, only to see that the blood had completely soaked his left shoulder and was spreading. Xiao Yi's face gradually turned pale, an obvious sign of excessive blood loss.

We can't wait any longer!

Shen Bingning gritted her teeth and quickly searched the house. She finally found some clean bandages and topical ointments that she had used to treat minor scratches. She then quickly returned to Xiao Yi.

"Your Majesty, the imperial physician has not yet arrived. Delaying further may not be a good idea. I will simply treat your wound and stop the bleeding first, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in her words.

Xiao Yi slightly raised his heavy eyelids, his eyes swept lightly across her face, the corners of his lips seemed to want to say something, but in the end it turned into a silent sigh, and he just nodded slightly.

From his furrowed brows and trembling eyelashes, it was not difficult to see that he was in great pain.

Seeing this, Shen Bingning rolled up her sleeves without saying a word, grabbed Xiao Yi's collar, and said in a deep voice: "I'm sorry."

As she finished her words, Shen Bingning no longer hesitated. She quickly and skillfully took off his complicated outer clothes and unbuttoned them layer by layer, revealing a snow-white and firm chest in front of her.

"oops--"

She couldn't help but let out a small exclamation, and the sight before her made her swallow.

I never thought that this place would have changed the most in three years.

The well-defined pectoral muscles, the tight abdominal muscles, and that alluring mermaid line... Shen Bingning marveled in her heart.

"Cough cough!"

Xiao Yi coughed twice, bringing Shen Bingning back to reality from her confused thoughts.

"Right away! Right away!"

Shen Bingning smiled awkwardly, suppressed the distracting thoughts in her mind, and began to carefully untie the bandage that was soaked in blood, her attention completely focused on the shocking sword mark.

You don't know until you see it. The wound is so deep that you can almost see the bones. The new scar is torn apart, exposing the bright red flesh and blood, and blood is still oozing out.

Even bystanders can feel the heart-wrenching pain.

Shangguan Yi’s sword was so ruthless!

Shen Bingning had a complicated look in her eyes. She silently took out the medicine and gently sprinkled it on the hideous wound.

Xiao Yi groaned, his body tensed in pain, a faint blush appeared on his pale skin, making him look particularly fragile.

Shen Bingning looked away with difficulty. If the situation had not been urgent, she might have really been immersed in this unusual beauty.

After sprinkling the powder, she quickly picked up the bandage and bandaged Xiao Yi skillfully.

After all, he had experienced countless injuries and was already familiar with small things like bandaging.

When the last perfect bow was tied, she breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced in her heart.

"Your Majesty, your wound has not healed yet. You must be more careful in the future."

She whispered, but received no response.

When I looked up, Xiao Yi had his eyes closed tightly, his handsome brows twisted into a knot, and he looked in great pain.

"His Majesty?"

Shen Bingning raised her voice, feeling a little uneasy.

Xiao Yi's body shook, and finally, as if he had lost all his strength, he fell forward.

"careful!"

Shen Bingning exclaimed, and quickly stretched out her hands to catch him, staggering a few steps before she could barely stand still.

The temperature in my arms was extremely hot, far exceeding the normal body temperature range.

Shen Bingning reached out her hand to his forehead in confusion, and it was surprisingly hot when she touched it!

"Your Majesty, you have a fever!"

Shen Bingning cried out softly and quickly helped Xiao Yi lie down.

Just then, hurried footsteps were heard outside the door, and Lu Zhong hurried in with the imperial physician.