Chapter 1040: I'm very cold, so I won't take the initiative to kiss you (6)
The girl's cold voice seemed to be a ray of light, and the light became brighter and brighter, and the dark world in front of her instantly collapsed and shattered.
Di Zhao returned to God.
Just now, he held the silver hairpin with too much force.
Accidentally cut a hole in the palm of his hand.
The scars, neither deep nor shallow, were oozing blood at the moment, and bright red blood beads dripped down the fair skin.
click.
A drop of blood fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
The blood beads slowly smudged open, like a plum blossom in full bloom.
Di Zhao looked down, he pressed the wound with his hand, and a girl's call came from outside.
The young man stood up, ignoring the wound on his hand, and took the things off the table and put them aside.
Finally move the table back to its original place.
The blood on his palms was blurry, and the boy didn't seem to feel the pain, so he obediently went over to open the door.
After the door opened, he stepped back slightly.
The blood-stained hand shrank back, behind him.
Di Zhao looked at Feng Qian quietly, like a child who had done something wrong.
Feng Qian lifted his foot and walked in.
She silently glanced at the environment in the house, and when she saw a drop of blood smeared on the ground, she paused.
There was also a faint smell of blood in the air.
"You are hurt."
Di Zhao raised his eyes and took a step back a little helplessly. Behind the girl, he saw the man who delivered hot water before.
The young man was a little flustered.
want to hide.
Finally, he looked at the girl in front of him, hesitated slightly, and stepped forward silently.
The bloodless hand grabbed the lace around the girl's waist.
He was a little scared, and his back trembled slightly.
The boy's side face was pressed against the girl's belly, and his voice was very low: "Can... let him go?"
"Um?"
Feng Qian was stunned.
The servants waiting outside were also a little confused.
"My lord, he seems to... want me to go."
Feng Qian paused, raised his hand and touched the boy's head.
Probably in Yunshang Pavilion, something left a shadow on him.
Feng Qian then said coldly: "You go down first."
"Yes, my lord."
The servants respectfully retire.
After the other party left, Di Zhao's tense body gradually relaxed.
Realizing his position at the moment, he blushed slightly, stepped back, lowered his head, and did not speak.
"Where is the injury?"
Di Zhao's eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a pause, he slowly stretched out his right hand.
He opened his palms toward the wind, revealing his blood-stained hands.
The whiteness contrasts with the bright red of the blood.
At this moment, there was a wound on the palm of the young Bai Nen's hand. The wound no longer oozes blood, but the flesh and blood inside can be faintly seen.
Feng Qian lowered her eyes, she took a slight step forward, raised her hand and held Di Zhao's wrist.
The temperature of the girl's fingertips was warm, not cold.
Di Zhao raised his eyes slightly.
The girl looked down at his wound at this moment, her eyes focused and serious.
The expression on the beautiful and beautiful face was flat, and there was no worry or other emotions.
Even if the other party always had such a cold expression, Di Zhao felt very warm.
like the temperature of sunlight.
Feng Qian used spiritual power to heal the wound on the boy's palm.
Under the wrapping of spiritual power, the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In the end, only the blood stains were left on the palm of the hand.
"Why don't you let people in?"
Feng Qian asked.
Di Zhao pursed his lips, refused to speak, and lowered his head.
"Because... afraid?"
As if being poked into something, Di Zhao blinked his eyes and said in a low voice, "Well."
Feng Qian touched the boy's head, and said caring words in the coldest voice: "Don't be afraid here, no one will hurt you."
Di Zhao was stunned by the girl's words.
And the touch on the top of the head seems to have a kind of soothing power.
After a while, Feng Qian withdrew her hand, raised her hand and waved, and the hot water outside was brought in.
Poured into the tub behind the screen.
"Go take a bath and rest early."
Remembering that there are still clothes from the past in the space, Feng Qian picked out a few suitable pieces and put them on the table.
She said: "You should wear these clothes first, and tell me if they are not suitable."
"Um."
The young man nodded obediently.