After I fell off my horse, I was married for nine thousand years

After he was nine thousand years old, he had never begged anyone in such a tone.

Not only Xu Guangnian, but even Xiao Rubi looked at him in disbelief.

There was no expression on Jiang Lian's face.

The only way to save Yan Huaiyin is to make him bend over, even if he kneels down, there is nothing he would not like to do.

Xu Guangnian hurriedly said: "Nine thousand years old, bring him with me."

Xiao Rubi also said: "Follow him, I am guarding outside."

Xu Guangnian led Jiang Lian into the room, and he did not forget to say to the Imperial Physician behind him, "Hurry up and prepare scissors and hot water."

The arrow on Yan Huaiyin's body was hooked in his flesh, and he had to cut the surrounding flesh with scissors to release the arrow.

The Imperial Physician let out a hey, and hurried away.

As soon as he ran like this, even the other imperial doctors started to move. The imperial hospital had never treated a person with such a serious trauma. In addition to Xu Guangnian's move, they all wanted to take a look.

But they were all driven out.

In the inner room, Jiang Lian hugged Yan Huaiyin and went to bed.

Yan Huaiyin regained consciousness, leaned against his neck, and opened her eyes quietly.

Xu Guangnian rolled up his sleeves on one side, and said: "You must first remove the knife at your waist."

The Imperial Physician Cheng behind him handed Jiang Lian a bowl of medicine, and said, "Nine thousand years old, this is Mafeisan, please feed it to Master Yan."

If you don't drink Mafeisan, when you pull something out later, you may die of pain if it hurts.

Yan Huaiyin reached out to take the medicine and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it myself."

His hand didn't touch the medicine bowl, Jiang Lian brought the medicine bowl to his lips, and said softly, "I beg you."

He really has nothing to do with Yan Huaiyin, the only thing he can say to him is I beg you.

Yan Huaiyin paused, his lips touched Jiang Lian's medicine bowl obediently.

Jiang Lian put his arms around him, and supported Yan Huaiyin's chin with the other hand, just like holding a kitten, the small bowl of medicine sees its bottom in a blink of an eye.

Over there, Xu Guangnian also packed everything up, and when he looked at them, he paused.

Jiang Lian lowered her eyes, looked serious, and fed Yan Huaiyin the medicine one mouthful at a time.

Yan Huaiyin was paralyzed in his arms covered in blood, the city was full of wind and rain outside the Tai Hospital, the two of them sat on the bed, as if they were not afraid of any wind and frost coming in.

A person is too fragile, and it is necessary to find another suitable person, to be entangled with each other, and to develop a strength that is not afraid of anything, to fight against the swords, guns, swords and halberds of this world.

Xu Guangnian withdrew his gaze and sighed softly in his heart.

Before drawing the knife, he had to be disinfected and anesthetized. Although Yan Huaiyin drank Mafeisan, the effect of Mafeisan was not so fast, and the wound could not be delayed. Xu Guangnian could only disinfect it with spirits first.

Jiang Lian let the back of his eyes lean against his bosom, reached out his hands to cover his eyes like a child, shrunk his shoulders carefully, not to touch the arrow on the back of Yan Huaiyin's neck.

He leaned against Yan Huaiyin's ear and said, "It will hurt a lot."

Yan Huaiyin's eyes were covered by his hand and plunged into darkness. He still had the mind to joke, so he blinked in Jiang Lian's hand and said softly, "Ah, it's too late to pass out now."

His eyelashes brushed against Jiang Lian's palm, and the itch in his palm spread all the way down his arm to his heart, and because his words wished they could turn into a puddle of water, Jiang Lian didn't know how to answer his words.

It was the first time that he was so at a loss for a person, in the end he could only hold Yan Huaiyin's wrist tightly.

Xu Guangnian used scissors to cut off the clothes and Jiang Lian's thick bandage beside the incision, and wiped off the blood before he touched the wound at the incision.

Yan Huaiyin's waist is narrow and slender, but she doesn't look feminine at all. The skin/flesh is covered with a thin layer of muscle. When the knife is inserted, the muscle tenses up.Although the wound was dripping with blood, it was smooth and beautiful.

Xu Guangnian took the liquor from the Imperial Physician next to him, looked at the wound, hesitating for a moment.

Falling down, I don't know if Yan Huaiyin can hold on.

Seemingly aware of his hesitation, Yan Huaiyin, whose eyes were covered, said softly, "Doctor Xu, let's go."

Jiang Lian also looked at him.

"Master Yan, hold on." Xu Guangnian gritted his teeth and poured down the wine in his hand. The moment the wine touched Yan Huaiyin's waist, his narrow waist bounced up suddenly, but was held back by a hand.

His waist was like a fully drawn bow, and Jiang Lian was the hand holding the bow so that the string wouldn't break.

Yan Huaiyin gritted her teeth tightly, and finally let out an incoherent moan from her throat.

Jiang Lian said hoarsely: "Yan Huaiyin, just call out when it hurts."

Xu Guangnian did not hesitate either. After pouring the wine, he handed the wine bowl to the hand of the Imperial Physician next to him. Without any hesitation, he put one hand on Yan Huaiyin's waist, and the other hand held the handle of the knife. strain.

After hearing only a faint snort, the knife was pulled out from Yan Huaiyin's waist.

The blood flowed out violently in an instant, and the Imperial Physician Cheng handed the herbal bag mixed with herbal ash and Jinchuang medicine to Xu Guangnian's hand, and Xu Guangnian raised his hand and pressed the herbal bag on the wound.

He gritted his teeth and pressed hard, blood flowed from the edge of the herbal medicine bag. After a long time, the blood flowed less and less, until finally the whole herbal medicine bag was soaked red, but no blood continued to flow out.

The bleeding stopped.

Xu Guangnian neatly found a bandage and wrapped it around his waist several times, then raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with relief: "It's done."

Yan Huaiyin was numb all over, his eyes were blindfolded, his head was on Jiang Lian's neck, and he was panting, but a thin layer of sweat broke out all over his body within a few moments of pulling out the knife.

Amid the tinnitus, all voices were far away, and Yan Huaiyin couldn't hear Xu Guangnian's voice clearly.

Only a hand fell gently on the cheek, as if to ask him if he was okay.

Yan Huaiyin couldn't speak, so she rubbed his cheek against his palm as an answer.

After Yan Huaiyin recovered for a while, Xu Guangnian began to treat other injuries on his body.

The knife wound on his waist was the most serious. After the knife wound was stabilized, the other wounds were treated much better.

But this is just a comparison with the knife wound. He has an unknown number of arrows inserted into his body. He needs to use a knife to shovel the flesh around the arrows before he can pull out the arrows.

In the end, Yan Huaiyin didn't even have the strength to tremble. He was buried in Jiang Lian's arms, with only his hands clutching his sleeves, motionless, as if he had passed out.

After applying medicine to the last wound, Xu Guangnian let out a sigh of relief.

He looked at Jiang Lian: "He is not in good health, and his injuries are serious. All I gave him were strong medicines. I'm afraid he will have a fever in the next few days, and he can't leave him."

"Nine thousand years old, it's better for people to watch him," Xu Guangnian sighed, "One is that he will sweat when he has a severe fever, so he needs to wipe his body every two hours, and the other is that when the wound heals, don't let him Scratch, or you will leave a scar."

The scars from the knife wound on his waist were unavoidable, so Xu Guangnian tried his best to keep Yan Huaiyin from leaving scars elsewhere.

Jiang Lian listened carefully.

At the end, Xu Guangnian paused, and said: "Master Yan, this body must not be overworked, it is almost useless."

On weekdays, he acts normally, but it is all supported by a breath of unrelenting breath, but one day that breath is relieved, what is the life of the little prince to support?

Jiang Lian said softly, "I remember."

He hugged the semi-conscious Yan Huaiyin and got up, walked outside, only said: "If there is anything you need to do in the future, you can come to see me."

Xu Guangnian was startled, a little in disbelief.

He actually got the promise of nine thousand years old, which is much more effective than the golden words of His Majesty changing his orders day and night.

In the outer room, Xiao Rubi heaved a sigh of relief seeing Yan Huaiyin who was no longer armed with swords and arrows. This place is not a good place to talk, so Xiao Rubi led Jiang Lian out and walked out of the imperial hospital until they reached the palace road with no one there. She said: "Let him live in Weixi Palace in this palace."

Jiang Lian raised his eyes. He hugged Yan Huaiyin, walking very steadily step by step. When he raised his head, his expression was cold, only the hands holding Yan Huaiyin were tight: "Ma'am, he is now a foreign minister."

Not her little nephew anymore.

Xiao Rubi just came back to her senses. Thinking of this, she looked at Jiang Lian with cold eyes: "Jiang Lian, you should remember what you said when I told you his identity back then."

She said: "I don't want to have a next time."

Xiao Rubi didn't listen to his answer anymore, she held Lian Fang's hand, turned around and walked into the distance.

Jiang Lian's straight room in the palace is a small courtyard. When he seldom goes back to Chitose Mansion, he lives in this courtyard. Everything in the courtyard is complete. Under the pomegranate tree at the gate, Jiang Yang is dozing off.

He lowered his head, and saw a pair of black boots appearing in his sight. Jiang Yang was startled, rubbed his eyes, and saw his master's expressionless face when he looked up.

Eunuch Xiaojiang yelled and jumped up from the ground, "Master!"

Jiang Lian ignored him, and walked into the house: "Close the courtyard door, ask a few people to watch outside, boil the blood ginseng plant in the warehouse, and keep the hot water ready at any time. I won't ask anyone to stop it." Come in."

After a series of instructions, Jiang Yang was so dizzy that he didn't even see clearly who was in his master's arms.

Jiang Lian entered the room, closed the door, and put Yan Huaiyin on the bed.

After lighting the candles, there were only two people left in the room.

Jiang Lian changed him into clean clothes, and wiped off the blood on his hair and face. During this time, Yan Huaiyin closed his eyes without any resistance.

After he cleaned up and cleaned himself up, Jiang Yang's blood ginseng was also cooked.

This blood ginseng is precious, it was paid as tribute by a prince of the Yi tribe a long time ago, and Jiang Lian is probably the only one in the whole Daqi, it is a treasure of blood enrichment.

Eunuch Xiao Jiang held the blood ginseng soup, which was older than his father, and took three steps carefully, lest he drop it.

Jiang Lian took the soup from the crack in the door.

He returned to the bedside, dipped a small spoonful of it with a spoon, and put it on Yan Huaiyin's lips.

It was no different from the last time he fed the medicine, Yan Huaiyin was very familiar with drinking medicine, the medicine spoon rested on his lips for a while, he smelled the medicine, and subconsciously opened his mouth.

After Jiang Lian fed him the blood ginseng, he couldn't help it anymore, he stretched out his hand and scratched Yan Huaiyin's chin, and laughed softly, "Why are you so obedient?"

But Yan Huaiyin wouldn't answer him, and Jiang Lian didn't want his answer either. He put the medicine bowl aside and went to bed.

He didn't dare to embrace Yan Huaiyin, so he clasped his hand and looked at him.

Just stare at him for two hours and wipe his body once.

Until the sky turned white, although Yan Huaiyin started to burn at night, Jiang Lian didn't dare to be careless. He burned for a whole night, but he didn't feel too uncomfortable, but his breath was a little hot.

In the end, Jiang Lian sat beside him and brushed Yan Huaiyin's hair from her temples.

His hair was thick and thick, and it felt good to the touch. Jiang Lian was almost addicted, but what he thought about was the feeling of his hand on Yan Huaiyin's waist and abdomen.

It's not just the waist and abdomen, when he wiped his body, when his fingertips slid down Yan Huai's thin back, he couldn't help but despise the dirty thoughts in his mind.

Jiang Lian buried herself by his hair, sniffing the thin skin around Yan Huaiyin's neck.

The closer he got, every touch made him more eager to move. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't control it.

No matter what Yan Huaiyin looks like, as long as she is Yan Huaiyin is enough.

Jiang Lian opened his eyes, his voice was hoarse, and he commented on himself objectively: "What a beast."

The author says:

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