silence.

The response to him was silence.

She seemed to have not heard it, only those hands, on his back, continuing to do her own thing.

Xie Changgeng turned around and looked at her.

Her eyes were always on the wound on his back, and a girl's face was as clear as a lake. The lights shone on her drooping dark eyelashes, and under her eyes, two soft and cold curved shadows appeared.

If the child hadn't appeared in front of him alive, she wouldn't look like a woman who had given birth to a child.

She put down the knife, took the medicine bottle, picked out some ointment with a small pestle, applied medicine for him, and bandaged the wound.

"I ask someone to change the dressings for you every day, so don't get wet or get wet the wound."

After she said that, she reached out to him.

A white, soft hand with a little cool touch was gently pressed against his forehead and looked at his body temperature.

The moment the hand pressed up, Xie Changgeng closed his eyes.

She quickly stopped.

"If you have a slight body heat or get hurt, I will prescribe a prescription and decoct the medicine according to the prescription, apply it three times a day, so be sure to rest more."

He slowly stood up and put his clothes back.

She still didn't look at him. After giving the order, she turned around, walked to the table, turned her back to him, took the paper and pen, leaned over to write the prescription, and while considering the dosage, she suddenly heard a somewhat abrupt voice coming from behind her: "Mu, what did I do? I'm sorry, do you hate me so much?"

She paused her hand and then continued to write, saying, "That day, I thought Xier was in danger, so I lost control and stabbed you. You didn't care about me, and even helped me find Xier. No matter what, I have to thank you..."

A shadow shrouded down behind her, and a hand came over and pinched her hand that was writing the prescription.

Mu Fulan's eyelashes moved slightly, and her eyes were still hanging down.

"Can you let go? I'm prescribing for you..." she said.

He pulled the pen out of her hand and threw it.

The ink sucked on the brush splashed everywhere, and the stars sprinkled on the table.

"You know what I mean!" He leaned over and said to her, his tone was faintly resentful.

Mu Fulan looked up, turned her face, and met Xie Changgeng's two gazes.

He stared at her, his eyes gloomy.

Mu Fulan's body moved for a moment. He had already held her hand and led her to turn to him.

She couldn't stand firm for a moment, her body tilted slightly, and her forehead hit her chin.

A hot flash breath brushed through her face.

She was so caught off guard by the man in the middle of his body and the table.

He said: "Mu, when I asked for a relative to you, it certainly hindered your good deeds with the man from Junshan, but I just went to a marriage proposal, not forcing a marriage. Since your father agreed to the marriage, he had his considerations. As the princess, even if you have a heart at that time, from the day when you promised the marriage, you should keep your heart and put your husband first."

"After making the engagement, I kept my promise and kept the peace of Changsha. Not only that, I did not hinder you from having a baby in secret, nor did I harm your sweetheart. How he died has nothing to do with me!"

"I don't need to avoid it. I am from a humble background, but when I am today, do you think it will be achieved through marriage with your Changsha Kingdom? During those three years, I was in the middle of my life and death. Three years later, I married you as promised. How could I be sorry for you? You actually treat me like this?"

His voice gradually became excited, and his breath hit her ears. His body temperature was already a little hot, but it became more and more scorching at this moment. The heat seemed to penetrate the warp and weft on the fabric of the two people's clothes, and a trace of it was pressing under her clothes.

Mu Fulan felt her skin terrified.

He paused, his chest undulated slightly, as if calming his mood at this moment.

"Look up your eyes!"

A moment later, Mu Fulan heard him speak to him in a commanding tone.

She slowly raised her eyes and met a pair of eyes that were looking down at her gloomyly.

He looked at her and said, "Mu, I have thought about it. This time I am really too reckless and tired of your son in danger. It is my fault. There will be no next time. But if you hadn't deceived me again and again and insulted me too much, and I was so unbearable that I could not bear it anymore, how could I have the intention to be with you, a woman?"

"You ask yourself, from the beginning to the present, is it because I, Xie Changgeng, sorry for you first, or are you doing things yourself without being proportional and too out of line?"

The surroundings became quiet, and only the sound of heavy breathing with a little anger in his ears was heard, which sounded particularly clear.

Mu Fulan looked up slightly and looked at the man in front of her who was still trapped. A feeling of powerlessness suddenly passed through her heart as if she was deeply trapped in the quagmire of fate.

Since she returned to Changsha, after he chased after her, such disputes have happened too many times between the two.

This time, compared with the past, his anger was already very restrained. Even in his anger, his tone showed an unprecedented resentment and even grievance.

How could she not hear it?

Of course, it is unfair to make people take responsibility for things he hasn't done in his life.

But one day, his kingship will make him show the coldness in his bones and blood, she knows.

If you have not drunk the water of the river, how dare you forget the old things?

She finally spoke and asked him, "So, what do you want?"

"Mu, I don't need you to kneel down and confess my guilt to me, and I have no intention of making things difficult for you anymore. But in the future, you must remember that I am your husband for one day, and you will do your duty as a wife!"

He lowered his face and stared at her, slowly saying this from his mouth.

The desk candlelight jumps.

Under the dark eye waves, there seemed to be an undercurrent, surging silently. The hand holding her never let go, and still surrounded her between him and the table behind her.

After a while, she moved her hand, trying to take it out of his hot palm, and said softly: "The prescription has not been written yet..."

"I was outside a few days ago and haven't had enough sleep. I'll go back to my room to rest early in the evening. You can boil the medicine and wait."

He looked at her, his voice was low and his tone was flat. After saying that, he let go of his hand and walked out.

...

In the middle of the Xu hour, Xier took a shower, changed her sleeping clothes, and sat on the bed.

This time she was anxious and only followed two maids, Danzhu and Zhuyu. They were making beds for Xier in the next room.

Mu Fulan examined the wound on the soles of the child's feet.

The injury has recovered well, and all have healed and new meat has grown.

"Mom, I'm not in pain anymore."

Mu Fulan was completely relieved, remembering that he sneaked to Xie Changgeng's study in the evening to find him, and said, "But you can't run around these days, do you know? The flesh has not grown strong yet, so be careful to get worn out again."

Xier nodded: "I understand. Today I wanted to give Xiaoma a name, so I ran to find Lord Xie. Mother, the Lord praised me for being brave and said Xiaoma was the same as me."

The child's tone was a little proud.

Mu Fulan didn't say anything, but just smiled, took a pair of soft socks and put them on his little feet.

As if she felt the subtle changes in her mood, Xier stopped mentioning the "Sir Xie" who seemed to not like to listen to, and closed her mouth.

"Mom, are we going back soon?"

After a while, when Mu Fulan was tied up with a garter, she heard the child suddenly ask herself.

She raised her eyes and looked at Xier looking at her eyes, thinking about how to answer, and heard a voice coming from behind: "Your little foal is still young, so it is suitable to grow in Hexi. Going to other places, it is prone to illness. At least next spring, it will not leave after it is half a year old. Would you like to grow up here with it?"

"Sir Xie, you are back!"

Xier called him and immediately got up from the bed, as if she wanted to get out of bed. She glanced at her mother and stopped again.

Mu Fulan turned around.

Xie Changgeng came in and stood by the screen.

"Mother, Lord Xie said that the little dragon horse is small now and cannot leave yet. So can we wait until it is bigger before going back?" Xier asked at Mu Fulan, her face full of pleading.

Before Mu Fulan could answer, she heard Xie Changgeng say, "She didn't shake her head, she just agreed to you."

"Mother?"

Xier opened her eyes wide and looked at Mu Fulan.

Mu Fulan nodded slowly.

Xier showed a happy expression on her face.

The maid walked in and said, "Master Weng, the little master's bed is ready."

Seeing Xie Changgeng's eyes looking at him, Mu Fulan suppressed a sense of upset that surged in her heart, and said softly to the child on the bed: "Xi'er is sleeping well. Is it okay for my mother to send you to your house?"

Xier glanced at Xie Changgeng and nodded.

Mu Fulan was about to pick up Xier, but Xie Changgeng came over and said, "You ask someone to prepare water for me and bring the medicine."

He leaned over, picked up the villain in the bed, turned around and walked out, took it to the room next to the connected one, put the person on the bed, ordered him to lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

"sleep!"

Xier closed her eyes immediately.

Xie Changgeng looked around and walked over. When he closed the window, a child's voice came from behind him: "Sir Xie, does your back still hurt now?"

He turned his head and saw the child open his eyes, climbing up from the bed, looking at him.
To be continued...