The war god prince climbs the wall every night, and the princess is angry

"How are you? Are you still in pain?"

"Hey, don't move, you are injured, don't move!" Shen Qionghua saw Xie Nanyuan struggling to pounce towards her, and hurriedly sat closer to stop him.

"Wu Yuanzheng told you not to move! Otherwise, the wound will be affected and it will break again!"

As soon as Shen Qionghua's hand touched Xie Nanyuan's hand, it was pulled back by a force, and then another hand clamped her chin, causing her to half-fall on Xie Nanyuan's side.

"Xie Nanyuan!" Shen Qionghua was a little annoyed. How could this man be so reckless?

If she hadn't reacted quickly and supported the bed with one hand in time, she would have fallen on him.

If she really pressed on him, the pain would be small, but what if the wound broke open again?

Does he still want to get better?

Just as Shen Qionghua was about to start preaching, she saw the man's handsome face gradually enlarged before her eyes, and then slowly darkened. He said in a hoarse voice: "Are you hurt?!"

The angry and nervous tone made Shen Qionghua swallow back all the words he wanted to preach. His pair of bright black eyes met with the annoyed black eyes, and they stared at each other.

Shen Qionghua: “…”

Is this the point?

Her injuries pale in comparison to his.

But apparently, someone thought this was the point.

Xie Nanyuan used his remaining strength to clamp Shen Qionghua's chin, carefully examining her face, finally stopping on two fingernail-sized scratches on her forehead.

"What happened? How did it happen? Are you injured anywhere else? Tell me quickly..."

Thousands of impatience and worries finally converged into one sentence: "I'm sorry."

He shouldn't have let her get hurt.

Xie Nanyuan felt a little uncomfortable, sour and shivering in his heart, and even the injuries on his body seemed to be less painful.

When Shen Qionghua came back to her senses, she saw that the man's pale face was tense, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and there was tension in his eyes. It seemed that there were... some tears in his eyes?

Shen Qionghua shuddered all over and got goosebumps.

She must have seen it wrong. Why would Xie Nanyuan cry?

Shen Qionghua pursed her lips and said, "You are sorry for me, Xie Nanyuan. How could you send me away to face those assassins alone?"

"You know, if it's dark one night, you'll be dead!"

Shen Qionghua still felt a little angry when she thought about this.

Intellectually, she knew that Xie Nanyuan's approach was correct. She didn't know martial arts, and staying would only be a burden to him.

It would be better to send her away. At least one of them would be safe and he wouldn't be tied down.

But reason is one thing, and emotion is another.

Although her staying there kept him restrained, it also diverted the attention of some assassins so that they wouldn't target him after she left.

God knows how panicked and scared she was at that time, and how much she was afraid that Xie Nanyuan would die like this.

When An Yi brought Xie Nanyuan back, he looked so weak and frail. If she hadn't known that she was still needed to take charge of the situation, she would have fainted from fear.

The more Shen Qionghua thought about it, the angrier she became. She no longer had any sympathy for Xie Nanyuan and punched the uninjured part of his skin.

It looked ferocious, but actually it had no strength left when it actually landed. However, Xie Nanyuan let out a muffled groan from his throat, and a look of pain appeared on his face.

Shen Qionghua was startled and said in a panic: "You're not...are you okay? Did I hurt you? Does your wound hurt? I'll go call Wu Yuanzheng, I..."

The words disappeared between lips and teeth before they were even finished.

Shen Qionghua widened her eyes and looked at the face so close to her, feeling that all her worries were in vain.

This guy...what time is it now!

He was almost paralyzed and unable to move, yet he still had the mind to think about these things!

Bah! What a playboy! Just let him die of pain! She shouldn't have felt sorry for him!

Although she was thinking this in her mind, she was concerned about the injuries on his body and did not dare to push him away forcefully. She could only let him kiss her.

But... this guy seemed to be kissing her endlessly, and her mouth was numb.

Shen Qionghua couldn't bear it any longer and bit Xie Nanyuan hard.

A trickle of blood oozed out, and Xie Nanyuan finally let go of Shen Qionghua.

Looking at Shen Qionghua's angry eyes, Xie Nanyuan coughed lightly and decisively changed the subject, saying, "You haven't told me yet, how did you get injured?"

Shen Qionghua immediately shifted her focus and snorted coldly, "You knew you were going to drive the horse crazy and take me with you, but you didn't think about how I was going to get off the horse?"

In just one sentence, Xie Nanyuan guessed why Shen Qionghua was injured.

There was a trace of heartache and guilt in his eyes. The situation at that time... was also due to his lack of consideration.

He inspected Shen Qionghua's body and found that there were also scratches on the palm of Shen Qionghua's hand. He couldn't help but feel anxious, "Where else is he injured?"

Shen Qionghua pointed at her face, arms, and legs and said, "Everything else is fine, my knees hurt the most!"

"I'm sorry..." Xie Nanyuan held Shen Qionghua's hand and kissed the wound on her palm.

Shen Qionghua was startled by the gentle touch.

While she was stunned, Xie Nanyuan kissed Shen Qionghua's forehead again, and finally his eyes fell on her body wrapped in her dress. The burning gaze made Shen Qionghua's cheeks hot.

She quickly pulled away Xie Nanyuan's hand that was clamping her chin, straightened up, and stammered, "I...you're awake, I'll go notify them!"

Then he ran away.

Help! Why did she feel like Xie Nanyuan wanted to take off her clothes?