Chapter 6

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"Hmmm..." Gan Mu gave out a soft groan. Ming Wan Fan put away her things and put her head on his legs and untied her clothes. The gap in the middle finger on her left shoulder was bleeding on the white bandage, which made her look like a normal person. The faint fragrance went into her breath again. She tore open the bandage and the blood drops on her white and tender skin came out slightly. For Ming Fan, Qian Mu's clothes were in a mess now, so he was not attracted by her naked body. However, the bright red blood with the fragrance made him unable to shift his eyes away, as if he was charming. He slightly lowered his head, and his thin lips latched on the wound. His internal strength was repelled again as if it was held back. He calmed down bit by bit. Just now he had to take action, but the internal strength that he had adjusted burst out again, which made him sad. Qian Mu's blood became a life-saving medicine. ###Chapter6,Blood-red Temptation "Ah!" Feeling as if her body had been set aflame while she was asleep, Gan Mu felt pain in her shoulder wound, but at the same time, she felt a little comfortable. This strange sense of contradiction did not cause her to pay too much attention to him. Her consciousness was blurry and she wanted to quickly open her eyes, but the strange object was gradually moving down from her shoulder. When the cold wind blew, the exposed skin felt a chill. Wait, the chill! Also, what was on her body? It felt very strange. When she opened her eyes, a head was placed on her body and she subconsciously pushed it. "Damn it!" Ming Rufan was kissing when he was out of his mind when he was being pushed away. A gust of wind brought him back to his senses when he felt a slight chill. What was he doing just now! He looked at the unconscious woman in front of him, whose clothes were in a mess. A wave of heat spread from his body, which was different from the heat emitted by Internal Strength. As a man, he naturally knew what that feeling was. Although he seldom touched a woman, he didn't touch it too much because he had a purpose. When he held it, he didn't have this kind of reaction. He tightened his body, pursed his lips and looked at the slightly dazed woman in front of him, the cold aura gradually spreading out. "I... you..." Staring at Ming Rufan's eyes, Qian Mu lowered his head to look at himself. His small face exploded and his cheeks and ears were burning hot. He hurriedly pulled up his clothes. When he pulled the wound on his shoulder, he slightly frowned. He looked up at Ming Rufan's eyes and dodged slightly. "You're my wife. Why didn't I touch you?" Looking at her pink cheeks, Mingruo Ruochen was immediately satisfied. But why did she frown? You had no right to dislike me when I touched you! "Where are we?" Qian Mu subconsciously ignored what he said. Heaven knew that he didn't think like this a few days ago. He didn't even bother to look at himself. Although he was taken advantage of for no reason, he didn't care about this problem the most at the moment. Looking around, the trees seemed to be dense, and there was a broken carriage beside him. Then he looked up at the steep slope behind him. They should fall down from there. "I don't know." Ming Rufan said with a cold face. Qian Mu was no longer asking for a snub. In any case, it was pointless to ask, and he wouldn't say anything even if he knew. He was an arrogant man! Looking at the black blood that was soaked in the white cloth on Ming Luo Fan's waist, his eyes suddenly stopped. "You are injured! This wound is poisonous and needs to be cleaned up as soon as possible!" No matter what, he was still the Prince. If the Prince and himself were to die of poison, it would be a problem for him to go out. Even if he went out, he would not be able to escape death. He had to think for his future life, but he did not know that her anxious look made Ming Ruofan feel much better. The cold look on his face disappeared instantly. Both of them didn't notice the subtle changes, but the atmosphere between them had suddenly become different. From time to time, when Qian Mushi looked at his seemingly ordinary lips, the parts of his body where he touched would always feel hot. "Right now, there's only an incurable medicine beside him." In fact, if he wanted to say that there was a cold poison in his body that could resist him, these weak poisons were no threat to him at all. But he also knew that his body was a secret, especially the strangeness of the Heavenly Wood's blood. He couldn't say it either. She wasn't completely trusted by him now. On the other hand, he definitely wouldn't admit it. Looking at her anxious face, he felt a little happy in his heart. As for why, he didn't bother to think about it. "Water, where is the water pouch?" Qian Mu turned around and looked at the carriage. He stood up and walked to the messy place to look for something. "Here." Ming Rufan stared at her back and saw her flip a few times before saying something. As soon as he heard Ming Rufan's words, he stopped and turned his head. Looking at the water in his hand and the food beside him, he immediately felt that he was fooled as a monkey. But... he was a prince. In general, he was a foodie. He bit his teeth and took a breath. "The toxicity isn't so strong. We can have a bath and it shouldn't be a problem for you to last two days. I hope General Zhong Li will be able to come back as soon as possible." Qian Mu looked at the wound instinctively and told him what he knew. There were always a few beggars who were weak, especially when they couldn't eat enough or wear enough. Therefore, she became a famous little doctor among beggars. She treated some headaches and fever from time to time and saved some of their hard-earned medical expenses. It even saved a life for some beggars who didn't even have enough food. However, she was in bad luck if she got sick. That was unless the old man was there to treat her. However, the old man would disappear from time to time. Therefore, he tried his best to eat more herbs to make her strong. In fact, she was in good health now. I heard from the old man that she was almost sick for a year and half a year when she first met him. "Do you know medicine?" Only after listening to Ming Rufan's words did Qian Mushi know what he had subconsciously said. "...Not really. It was just that she used to have to live. She didn't have the money to treat her when she was born. Sometimes, she would go up the mountain to pick some less toxic herbs and fruits on her own. She would then try to find some herbs and medicine for herself." The dry wood was half-truthful. In the beginning, it was the old man who brought her along. He would bring her up to the mountain and teach her how to treat diseases from time to time. She even knew how to mix some poisonous herbs together and how to create poison. Even though she had never seen poisonous snakes and insects with her own eyes, the old man always told her in detail. She was always able to draw that image with sticks. "We should rest here tonight. Clean up the carriage and deal with it for a night." Mingru Fan looked at the sky and rested for a while from noon to more than four hours when they arrived at the carriage. It would be sunset soon. "Mm." Qian Mu nodded his head and agreed. He made a knot on the cloth hanging at Ming Ruo Fan's waist and turned around to the triangular-shaped carriage to pack up. Fortunately, there was a place where the wind and rain could shelter him. However... it was hard to say if there would be any aggressive animals at night. He subconsciously looked back at Ming Ruo Fan who was sitting by his side. Since this man could even tame a wolf, there shouldn't be any need to worry about anything with him around, right? The corner of the carriage had caved in. Thanks to such a deep hole, their carriage could stop. Otherwise, one could imagine that they were rolling around here. It was hard to say what would happen until they reached the bottom. "I'll help you to rest." The corner of Yi Mu's mouth twitched. He thought about his previous actions, especially his previous indifference. How could he not feel a little embarrassed? He wanted to be a little more respectful, but he did not have that kind of respect in his heart. On the contrary, his expression was even more fake. It was not right to not be respectful, but to be honest, he was a little afraid of him. "Mm." Ming Rufan stretched out a hand and placed it on the dry wood's shoulder. His strength was almost all attached to the wood. It was just a few steps away, causing the wood to walk extremely hard. He couldn't even use his internal strength. His heart began to burst into tears. He thought to himself, if he could turn the situation around this time, he would definitely let him give him some reward when he returned. At the very least, he had to take care of him himself, right? When he entered the carriage, Qian Mu had to bend down to get rid of him. Caught off guard, he fell to the ground and made a strange appearance as if he was pressed against his back. His wound split open once more. Just now, he had only managed to pull up his clothes but he had not bandaged them at all. Their faces were very close to each other and their noses were almost touching the tip of their noses. Their breaths were entangled together and Qian Mu Mu Mu felt his breath become unusually hot. He twisted his face and tried to push the person on his body away with his right hand, but he was firmly pressed against his body. "Don't move!" Ming Rufan smelled the fragrance and blood again. He moved his shoulder slightly and saw that her wound was soaked with her light yellow clothes. He took off her clothes with one hand and covered her mouth with his mouth. There were some red and purple traces under the wound, which were just made by him. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but put the hand next to her waist. "...Your Highness..." Qian Mu felt the softness on his shoulder for a moment. It was the same as when he was in a dream, just like when he first woke up. A word appeared in his mind where he was licking and sucking his wound, where blood was seeping out. He was very suitable for this man. Bloodthirsty. Yes, it was really bloodthirsty. He was drinking his own blood. The palm on his waist made her hair stand and she couldn't help but tremble. Her palm began to push and refuse. If it was lighter like this, she would lose her chastity. "Don't move!" Ming Rufan moved away and was dissatisfied with the woman who was resisting him. He held her restless hands above his head with another big hand.
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