All night, Qiqi spent the night in a nightmare.

Whether he opened his eyes or closed his eyes, he saw the cold mask, his silence and depression, and the beads of sweat that rolled down from him.

She couldn't see his expression clearly, nor could she hear his words. She only knew that this man who could be completely unfamiliar with her had been tossing and struggling with her for a long time.

It was a long time, and she could no longer remember what she was doing with him.

I only know that my heart hurts and I am desperate...

A ray of sunlight penetrated outside the window, falling quietly on the bed, reflecting a pale face stained with tears.

Her long and erect eyes trembled slightly, and finally, after being tortured by nightmare all night, she slowly woke up the next morning.

Seeing the person sitting on the bed clearly, she moved her lips. Before she could speak, Mu Chu said indifferently: "Awaken? I asked Uncle Mei to prepare a bath soup. Is it okay to get up and take a shower and change clothes?"

Qiqi was lost for a moment, and after a trance, he nodded.

Mu Chu picked her up directly, held her behind the screen, and placed her on a chair.

The bath soup was ready, as if he had already calculated that she would wake up at this moment.

He squatted down in front of the chair and reached out to untie her robe.

She was wearing two robes, the one on the outside was his, and the one on the inside belonged to that person.

When his slender fingers fell on her lapel and gently unbuttoned the straps of her robe, she reached out to cover the back of his hand and pushed gently: "I can do it myself."

"Okay." He didn't stop him, but just glanced at her, stood up, left behind the screen, sat down in the chair in the room, and took a book and read it casually: "I'm here to guard."

Qiqi didn't say anything, hesitated for a while, and finally got the courage to slowly take off his robe.

The body under the robe was covered with purple and bruises, all of which were torn out last night.

When I thought of the scenes of the man going crazy on him last night, I felt desolate again in my heart. The cold air slowly penetrated, and the whole person felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and I felt more and more cold.

The moment she stood up, the pain under her body felt like she was tearing apart, and so many traces reminded her all the time what happened last night.

Stepping into the bathtub, let the warm bath soup completely soak yourself, but you still don’t feel much warmth.

The coldness in my heart was almost frozen, and even my blood was almost condensed. Looking at the pale face reflected in the bath soup, at this moment, I could hardly grasp anything I was thinking.

Has her world been completely destroyed?

Mu Chu waited outside for almost half an hour. Although he was holding a book in his hand, in fact, no word was read from beginning to end.

In the end, he couldn't help but close the book, stared at the beautiful figure behind the screen and threatened to go in and help her dress. Qiqi crawled out of the bathtub, put on her clothes and walked outside the screen.

He sat by the bed with the medicine, a little careless: "Come here, I'll give you medicine."

"No!" She instinctively refused, subconsciously pulling her clothes.

Mu Chu looked back at her, and only saw her very calm eyes, as if she had no feelings at all, and still insisted: "Come here, I'll give you medicine."

"I'm not injured."

"The neck and arms are all." His voice was very calm, and only his five fingers holding the medicine bottle were tightly stretched, but she didn't know: "According to the temperament of those people, I'm afraid I won't let you go easily."

Qiqi's heart became tight and he felt aggrieved and hatred.

Why didn’t they let her go? She has already done this, why can’t they let her go?

But no matter how wronged she was, she knew that what he was talking about was the truth.

Yes, she is pitiful, but those people will not sympathize with her, they will only make trouble.

The more pitiful she is, the happier they are.

Haha, in this era when people are killed without blood, these people who never understand what "compassion" is...

Sitting down beside the bed, she pulled her clothes open, looked up to face him, closed her eyes and said nothing.

Mu Chu said nothing, and her long jade-like fingers were stained with ointment. She gently rubbed her neck, which was originally snow-white but now she was blue and mottled.

A whole night was enough to calm herself down, and at this time, she was not qualified to be weak.

The medicine of the immortal doctor is really unparalleled in the world. Especially after rubbing his long fingers, the traces that were originally very obvious gradually calmed down and soon dissipated a lot.

But it is still impossible to see it at all, so Mu Chu applied another medicine to her, which could cover the bruises in an instant, leaving only a color similar to the skin.

He cleaned up all the places he had the opportunity to be exposed for her one by one, and finally dealt with the two wounds on her arm.

It was a hole cut by Dongling Qingge's string knife. When I was soaking, I soaked the scarred hole. Now the skin and flesh on the wound are soaked. Although it will not hurt my muscles and bones, it looks cautious enough.

Mu Chu took the knife expressionlessly and gently scraped off the soaked flesh.

Qiqi bit her thin lips tightly and endured the pain without humming.

She is a medical practitioner, so she naturally knows the harm of taking a bath with injuries. She just didn't think about anything just now, or she was thinking about all the terrible memories of last night. She had to forget this little injury.

"Don't let the wound touch water again in a short time." Removed the broken flesh and sprinkled gold-chuang medicine for her. While he reminded him to take a little gauze and bandage her the wound.

Qiqi still didn't say anything, just bit her lip hard, her eyes dazed.

After doing all this, he packed up the medicine bottle and stood up: "I'll get you something to eat."

"Achu..." Just as he was about to turn around and leave, her hoarse call suddenly came from behind.

His voice was hoarse, and his heart was hurt.

"I'm here." He turned around and looked at her, clearly seeing tears in the corners of her eyes, but he kept holding on to them stubbornly and prevented them from falling.

He didn't know how to comfort Qiqi like this, but he only knew that she was like this, and he felt very painful, both physically and mentally.

"Achu..." She called out again, but in fact she didn't know what to call him, but she just didn't want him to leave.

When a person was thrown down, she... was scared, fearless.

Mu Chu closed his eyes, finally reached out and hugged her, and whispered: "It's all over."

"Can't he and I be together?" She wanted to smile bravely, and to tell him that she was fine and she could still stand up.

But, my heart hurts so much! My heart hurts so much.

"Will he still want me? Am I still qualified to stand with him?" She was not suspicious, she was just afraid that she would really not be qualified from now on.

When things didn't fall on me, she would just comfort others. She could also say clearly that as long as two people were sincere and worked together, they could still have a bright future.

But now, when she became a client, she realized that not everything was so beautiful, and it was not that she could really smooth everything out if she didn't mind.

The more I like him, the less I can't ignore it. This shadow will never be erased in her life.

I will never erase it for a lifetime...

"Do you still want to be with him?" Mu Chu hugged her hard, and at this moment, his mood relapsed.

It turned out that she didn't know, she really didn't know who was with her last night.

Ye Shura, is it a kind of protection or harm to her?

"Qiqi, do you want to be with him?" He landed his hands on her shoulders, gently stretched the distance between her, looking at the pair of cloud eyes that were crying but without tears, he asked seriously: "Do you want to?"

She bit her lip but didn't say anything.

She thought, and she felt frightened and upset, and she was heartbroken and heartbroken.

But he... is so noble and so beautiful, but he... has been stained with stains that he can't wash away for the rest of his life...

"If he really likes you, he will definitely not care..."

"Where are you?" Qiqi raised his head and stared at his quiet face: "If you were him, would you care?"

"Yes." Seeing the despair flashing through her eyes, he pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to stare at her uneasy face, and said seriously: "What I care about is that I was not by your side and did not protect you, not that you had been insulted by anyone."

Insult... She said it with such a big thorn, which made her breathing difficult and her whole body could not stop trembling.

"Qiqi, don't be afraid. We can't erase what has happened, so we can only face it calmly." She didn't know how many bloody wounds were cut in his heart in a moment of despair. The pair of trembling but still strong palms held her shoulders tightly. He said seriously: "If he really cares, he can no longer be wholeheartedly devoted to you like before, in the future... I will take you away from now on. After the matter of Prince Nan is over, I will take you out of the imperial city and find a place that no one knows to start over again, okay?"

She didn't speak.

Leaving the imperial city means that you will never have the chance to see Chu Xuanchi again in the future.

She can't do it, she can't bear to...

"Tomorrow is a martial arts meeting. No matter what happens, let's talk about it tomorrow with peace of mind, okay?"

"Do you think I should still participate?" Even she herself didn't know whether she was qualified to participate in the selection.

"Is Murong Qiqi so easy to be knocked down?" He smiled slightly. No one could see how much bitterness was hidden in the smile: "If you really feel that you can't stand up, then okay, let me tell the emperor now that you will not participate in tomorrow's martial arts fight. I think they should be happy to hear your decision."

"I don't!" Why? Why did she quit?

She quit, and fulfilled their wishes and gave them the benefit of those who wanted to harm her.

No, she can't quit. No matter what the outcome is, she must not lose before the battle!

After tomorrow's literary fight ends, she will take the initiative to explain the matter to Xuan Chi. As long as he is a little forced, she will not force him.

No matter what the final outcome of her and Xuan Chi, she will never let them get what they want at tomorrow's literary fight.

Dongling Qingge, she ruined her lifelong innocence. She must avenge this revenge! She must avenge it!
Chapter completed!