Hua Wuyu has practiced charm since childhood. The strength of Yuanyin and the ability to resist impacts of ordinary women are beyond the reach of ordinary women.

Therefore, the answer to whether she is sleeping or unconscious is self-evident.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the house through the window, Ximending woke up.

First of all, he felt that, huh? This mattress is very comfortable, soft, continuous, warm, and slightly elastic.

The second feeling is that the fragrance of this sheet is really nice, faint and faint, like a woman's body fragrance, or like a certain herb.

He sniffed, but sucked up a few hairs in Hua Wuyu's ears, making his nose itchy.

He opened his eyes lazily, and the first thing that caught his eye was Hua Wuyu's slightly frowning eyebrows, downward were his closed eyes, and then his pretty and handsome nose...

No need to look, Ximending suddenly opened his eyes wide and suddenly woke up.

Ah—Flower Wushu?!

What's going on?

Ximending thought it was in a dream, so he blinked hard. After confirming it, he couldn't help but hold up his hands and was about to get up, but his body moved and found something that embarrassed him.

Although Xiao Ximending was crazy last night, he still got up early in the morning to do morning erection exercises and his physical strength was still just right.

Ximending felt that Xiao Ximending was being wrapped tightly, swelling, hot, crispy, and crispy, making him afraid to move at once.

He quickly recalled in his mind, what was going on.

But even such a slight movement made Hua Wuyu feel a torn pain, as if she was being pulled from below to spread all over her body, and she also woke up.

As soon as she woke up, she felt the heavy pressure on her body, then the foreign objects in her body, and then she clearly felt the pain...

She suddenly understood what was going on, and suddenly two clear tears surged out from her closed eyes, flowing down her cheeks, to her ears, and slid to the ground.

In an instant, she felt that her heart was dead, her body suddenly became numb, she no longer felt pain, and no longer belonged to her.

But her mind was still clear, and tears were still flowing, just like a mountain spring, which never ended.

Ximending had roughly guessed that after she fell asleep last night, she was kidnapped by her. She must have poisoned herself again, triggering the ball of * in her body, and the result...

Ximending looked at Hua Wuyu speechlessly: It’s not like harming others but harming yourself. Should I sympathize with you or make fun of you?

Of course, Ximending would not make fun of her: In ancient times, women regarded chastity as more important than life, but now I have been ruined by my body in a confused manner, and I am afraid that I will have the heart to die. Although she wanted to harm me many times, she failed in the end. What else can I care about her?

Ximending looked at the pear blossoms on her charming face, and her pale and blood-colored lips trembled slightly. A sad and mournful scene made him feel a huge guilt. No matter what before, now he was "rape" her!

He knew that Hua Wuyu had woken up, and he must have felt in pain and felt as if he was ashamed. He looked at her quietly for a moment, slowly and carefully pulled out.

When I saw Hua Wuyu's scars on her body again, the messy red color under her body, this picture only made people feel sour and heartbroken, and Ximending felt even more guilty and uneasy.

He fell to Hua Wuyu's side, and there was no movement for a long time.

Suddenly, as if he was remembering something, he quickly stood up and looked around the room. He saw a steaming kettle on the stove with faint flames. He took a few steps and poured the hot water into the already cool water in the wooden barrel. He tried the water temperature again. He felt it was appropriate. He walked to Hua Wuyu, bent down and gently picked her up.

The moment when Ximending picked up Hua Wuyu, Hua Wuyu trembled all over, and small bumps suddenly appeared on her slightly cool skin.

Ximending felt it, and only felt a pain in his heart, as if he was stabbed hard in his heart.

He slowly put Hua Wuyu into the water, picked up a bath towel next to the wooden bucket, and then started from her face with great caution, gently, softly, little by little, washing and wiping...

Ximending added fire, burned another pot of water, and washed Hua Wuyu's hair, but he didn't know how to comb it, so he just took a dry towel and kept wiping her wet hair...

I don’t know how long it took, Ximending sat beside the bed wrapped in the thin quilt, staring blankly at the flower Wushui who was lying on the bed like a vegetative person. At this time, she closed her eyes slightly, no tears flowed, and a trace of blood on her face, which was smooth.

"Hua... speechless, no matter whether you can listen to me or not, I still have to say..." Ximending sighed, leaned down and whispered, "You and I are strangers, but by chance, this happened to you and me. Maybe you don't know, I had no intention of offending, but there was an evil fire in my body, which was not controlled by me when it broke out. I know, you must hate me in your heart, and I am afraid that killing me will not relieve your hatred. I said this, not to excuse myself. No matter what, I violated me.

I will accept any punishment from you, including my life, without any complaints. However, I cannot give it to you now. I was tragically killed in Xuanwu Village, and I must avenge them. I promise you that the day of my revenge is also the time when I hand over my life to you. Whether you believe it or not, I now swear to heaven, my life in Ximending is your speechless, and I will definitely give it to you. If I violate the oath, I will strike my heaven to lightning, and I will never be reborn after death..."

Seeing Hua Wuyu's eyelids tremble slightly, Ximending stopped and looked at her quietly for a moment.

Then he stood up, hesitated for a moment, and took a ingot of silver from Hua Wuyu's package, walked to the door, called the inn's staff, gave him the silver, and gave him a few instructions.

About half an hour later, two guys came, one of them was holding a bowl of soup and a gray robe on his arms, while the other guy was holding a pen, ink, paper and ink.

Ximending took things one by one, and after the guy left, he closed the door. But at the moment when the door was closed, he saw a head poking out of the next room and shrank back. He felt familiar, but he didn't have time to think about it.

Ximending put on the robe first. Although it doesn’t fit very well, it’s better than wrapping it in a quilt.

Then, he picked up the bowl of soup, walked to Hua Wuyu's bed, and said softly: "I asked the inn to make a bowl of chicken soup. It's almost noon now. I think you're hungry. Can I help you get up and drink some?"

Hua Wuyu's eyes moved under her nose, but she didn't say anything.

Ximending looked at her, stopped asking, but went forward, put the soup aside, bent down and helped her.

Hua Wuyu's body stiffened for a moment, then let Ximending lift her up slightly and placed a pillow behind her head.

Ximending held a bowl in one hand and a spoon in the other, scooped a spoonful of soup. He first tried the temperature with his lips. He felt it was a little hot, so he blew it. He tried the temperature again and then reached the side of Hua Wuyu's mouth, which was still closed with his eyes.

Hua Wuyu was there for half a walk, motionless, and naturally he did not open his mouth.

"You...your body...you drink some, which is good for your body." Ximending said warmly.

This sentence seemed to touch the wound in Hua Wuyu's heart, making her whole body shudder. Two lines of clear tears suddenly burst out from her eyes, and they quickly melted down along her charming cheeks and quickly melted on the pillow behind her neck.

Ximending could only sigh in secret, put down the bowl in his hand, picked up the handkerchief that the square flower had been scattered silently on the bed and rubbed it gently for her.

Ximending knew that she would definitely not drink it now, so he helped her again, put her flat, gently covered her quilt, walked to a table in the room, spread a page of letters, and picked up the pen: I suddenly disappeared, I think Yingtingai and Lai Changrong must be very anxious.

Soon, Ximending wrote two letters, one sent to Yuelai Inn to Yingtingai, and if she was still there, the other letter sent to the Admiral's Mansion to Lai Changrong.

The content of the letter was similar. I briefly said that I suddenly encountered an urgent matter and left without time to greet me. I didn’t know when I could go back. I didn’t have to wait. If I was not surprised, I would go directly to Hangzhou. In the letter to Lai Changrong, I asked him to go to the government office for me and help me handle the new land deed. Ximending believes that this matter should not be too late to avoid any trouble. I obviously cannot leave now, and it is even more difficult to show up. If I meet, it is difficult to explain and I am ashamed.

After asking the inn to arrange for someone to send the letter, Ximending did not dare to show up in public. He bought a few big steamed buns and returned to the room.

As Ximending closed the door and the next room next door quietly opened the door, Zi Shumin leaned out and walked out.
Chapter completed!