(MTL)Scumbags also deserve to be whitewashed? [quick wear]

Chapter 66

Chapter 66 The Proton of Using Emotions (20)

    "Be careful--" Zhao Rui grabbed Xu Jiang and was shot in the shoulder.

    He frowned in pain, but he didn't stop, pulling Xu Jiang to continue running.

    Not far from the outskirts of the river, there was a forest, and they ran in and stopped under a tree.

    "They... they shouldn't be able to catch up." Zhao Rui leaned against the tree trunk, panting slightly, accidentally touching the wound, and making a soft "hiss".

    Xu Jiang looked at his shoulders, the blood stained, dyeing his white clothes red.

    She has always had a bad impression of Zhao Rui, but she didn't think that he would protect her in front of her and block the arrow for her.

    In fact, even without his protection, nothing would have happened. Xu Jiang did not think about the situation of going out of the palace. She was wearing soft armor close to the body, and she was not allowed to enter with swords. She also brought hidden arrows, daggers and drugs. object self-defense.

    If Zhao Rui hadn't pulled herself away, she would have been able to hold out until the imperial guards came, captured the rebels alive, and found out the root cause.

    But he protected her after all, and she owed a favor.

    "Show the wound, and I'll help you bandage it." Xu Jiang lowered his eyes and said.

    Zhao Rui was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into a smile: "Okay."

    He took the shirt on the left half to reveal his shoulders, the arrow had long been pulled out by Zhao Rui, leaving a bloody hole, looking terrifying.     Xu Jiang took out the wound medicine from his arms, and then put a night pearl

    in Zhao Rui's hand: "Take it, help me hold it, it's too dark in the woods, I can't see clearly."

Xu Jiang took a closer look at his wound, it wasn't black, and the arrow was not painted with poison.

    This is much easier to do. Xu Jiang took out the handkerchief from his sleeve, dipped it in medicinal powder, and tapped lightly on the wound.

    Zhao Rui twitched in pain.

    "Be patient for a while, I'll try to be faster." Xu Jiang said softly, speeding up the movements of his hands.

    In fact, this is nothing, Zhao Rui thought. When he was young in the palace of King Yu, he was pushed into the water by his favored brother. It was a lake that had just thawed in winter, and every inch of his bones was icy cold; After coming up, there was a high fever for three days and three nights, as if the limbs were immersed in a frying pan, tormented and boiled, almost late.

    With the light of the night pearl, he could clearly watch Xu Jiang's face. Since this life, she has changed a lot for some unknown reason. This is the first time she has been so close to her, and it is also the first time she has treated herself so gently.

    Looking at those clear eyes of different colors, Zhao Rui was a little dazed, thinking of his previous life.

    The courtiers in the court were quarreling with each other, and when they returned to Gong Weixuan, they arranged with him the concubines of the harem. He was upset and just wanted to find some peace.

    That day was the anniversary of his birth mother's death, but in the huge palace, no one could carry this memory with him.

    He went to Xu Jiang's palace and found that she was doing embroidery. The dim candlelight outlined her slightly thin figure, lonely but warm.