C145 (1/2)

Returning to the General's Mansion.

Everyone in the manor stood uniformly in front of the court and paid their respects to the General Xie with their gazes.

Xie Heng looked at the black circles in front of everyone's eyes, and did not know whether to laugh or cry. You haven't slept all night? ”

Everyone nodded, the youngest Zhu'er said: ”Young Madame is afraid that the general will lose his way, he brought his men and searched the city for an entire night … …”

The young man turned his head, his amber eyes reflecting Wen Jiu's image, he smiled faintly, and even her eyes shone brightly.

Wen Jiu was a little uncomfortable under his gaze. She turned her head and said to the rest of the people: ”The general has returned.

Everyone replied.

Wen Jiu also whispered a few words into Jin Er's ear. The latter looked at General Xie and quickly ran back into the courtyard.

Xie Heng said to her, ”You also haven't slept for the entire night …”

Wen Jiu interrupted him and said, ”Roll up your right sleeve. Let me take a look.”

The youth was stunned for a moment before a trace of astonishment flashed across his eyes. He then smiled and said, ”It's nothing. It's just a small injury. If you didn't say it, I would have forgotten it already.”

”Roll it up.”

It was rare for Wen Jiu to have such a tenacious temper.

The color of the blood was deep and shallow, and one couldn't tell how bad the injury was.

She couldn't help but frown.

Xie Heng was surprised that she was stubborn about this matter, and laughed helplessly: ”Aren't I fine? ”What's there to see?”

He reached out to roll up the sleeve of his left hand. The blood on his white wrist had solidified. The wound was blocked by a sharp weapon.

”Wait.”

Wen Jiu's eyes turned red.

”I already told you not to look …”

Xie Heng thought that the wound had scared the Young Madame and quickly put down his sleeve.

”Allow me.”

She stepped forward and carefully rolled up his sleeves, her eyes red. ”Is this the injury that elder brother spoke of?”

This youth spoke calmly in terms of Conference Hall. Everyone treated him as a Little Tyrant who would kill without blinking an eye, afraid that he wouldn't be able to escape.

But who knew how many injuries he suffered and how much blood he lost while chasing Wanyan Hao out of the 100 li area?

”Then what …” Xie Heng laughed: ”Those that do not harm my life, are all minor injuries.”

Jin Er brought the medicine back, but didn't dare to make a sound when he presented it to Young Madame.

Wen Jiu clenched his teeth and did not say anything, his actions becoming even more careful and gentle. He slowly separated the young man's sleeves that were stuck together with his flesh and blood.

Xie Heng lowered his eyes and looked at her. The pain from his arm was already to the point of numbing, but the girl's fingertip was slightly cold.

In an instant, it was as if a raging fire was set ablaze, almost about to set his entire body on fire.

The youth suddenly grabbed her wrist, preventing her from continuing to move. His handsome face slightly stiffened for a moment, then he laughed: ”Third Young Master has nothing better to do, just let him wipe it for me. Jiu, go take a rest. ”

When Third Young Master heard this, his eyebrows knitted even tighter.

”Did I hurt you?”

Wen Jiu's hands were still trembling slightly.

”Mm …” ”Ah, this …” Xie Heng's expression was a little unnatural. After a long while, he finally said, ”Men and women shouldn't be so intimate with each other. Moreover, Third Young Master has some experience with this matter.”

Xie Xuan pursed his lips: Now do you think that men and women should not be intimate with each other?

What have you been doing?

Without waiting for him to speak, Xie Heng had already pulled him along the long corridor, and said in a low voice: ”Don't dawdle, my hand still hurts!”

Xie Xuan said expressionlessly: ”Brother, you said just now that it was a small wound. It doesn't hurt.”

Xie Heng acknowledged, and said extremely naturally: ”That was said for Jiu to hear.”

Xie Xuan said, ”... Elder brother, I'll have to trouble you to show some face. ”

Xie Heng raised his hand and sucked in a breath of cold air, ”If you were shameless, I would have cried while hugging you.”

Xie Xuan, ”...”

The General Xie said with worry: ”This hand of mine has also embraced the exceptional beauty of Jiang An's 14 cities. If I had such an ugly scar on my face, I would never be able to hold a beauty's waist in the future.”

Third Young Master's handsome face was expressionless: ”How can this Jiu do something so light?”