Chapter 319
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Ning Shu ran all the way and finally caught up to Xiahou Qing's carriage. She Yan made a sound. Before the carriage stopped, Ning Shu had already lifted the curtain and climbed up.
Hearing her movements, Xiahou Qing's face was like a lone goose flying over a distant mountain. At first glance, there were no ripples, but his brows slightly moved as he said, "What's the matter?"
Ning Shu was slightly panting. She was worried that the carriage was too fast and she couldn't catch up. She didn't expect to be overjoyed, "I'm fine. I just want to see if you're okay."
"I already said, I'm fine."
She didn't believe it! She clearly saw him deliberately put his hand behind his back. Ning Shu didn't answer. She knelt down beside Xiahou Qing and grabbed his wrist.
Xiahou Qing didn't expect her to be so reckless. Before he could take back his hand, she had already pulled up his sleeve and he saw the obvious red mark on the back of his hand.
His hand was slender and white, which made the burn look particularly ghastly. Ning Shu's brows wrinkled. She bit her lip and said, "How is it fine? It's clearly such a big burn!"
People had five senses. If one of them was missing, the other senses would be more sensitive to compensate. For example, people with eyesight often had better hearing than normal people. But he had lost three senses. He only had hearing and touch. With the hot soup spilling on his body, the burning pain would be several times higher than normal people. This person was still stubborn! He was willing to die to save face.
She quickly took out a piece of ice from the restaurant to cool down his wound. The ice had melted a lot along the way. There was only a small half of it left in the cloth. Fortunately, it could still be used. She wrung out the excess water. She held him with one hand and gently put the ice on the back of his hand with the other hand. After a while, she was afraid that it would be too cold, so she took it away and continued to apply it, concentrating.
He couldn't see her expression at this moment, nor could he smell her scent, but with his two remaining senses, he could clearly feel that she was intimately leaning against his side with her head slightly lowered. She must have run very quickly just now, so she was still slightly panting. Her warm breath followed the rise and fall of her chest and blew on his arm.
His right hand was carefully held in the palm of her soft hand. Her hand was so small that as long as he turned his hand, he would be able to hold her hand firmly in his palm, and then …
He suddenly felt a strange burning sensation in his chest. Xiahou Qing, who had always been cold and distant, lost his composure. He understood what was going on and immediately withdrew his hand. "That's enough."
However, Ning Shu misunderstood. "Ah, is it too cold? I'll blow on it for you. Don't move. " She pulled his hand back again, lowered her head, and gently blew on the back of his hand half an inch away.
They were so close that it seemed like her lips would touch the back of his hand at any moment. The fluctuations that he had been suppressing surged once again. Xiahou Qing reached out to touch her forehead. He almost frowned in irritation. His voice was slightly hoarse as he hesitated to speak. "Do you know that you — —"
"What?"
Xiahou Qing did not say a word. After a while, he took the ice from her hand. He turned his head and said, "It's nothing. I can do it myself. You, go sit over there."
Ning Shu looked at him in confusion. She didn't know what kind of problem this arrogant and cold young master suddenly had. She rubbed her forehead that he had touched and obediently sat in the seat across from Xiahou Qing.
The carriage was silent for a moment. He and she did not speak. There were only the scattered lights outside the window and the moonlight that intertwined with each other. It was accompanied by the sound of the rolling waves of the Chaobai River that entered the carriage. Under the ambiguous light and shadow, Ning Shu stared unblinkingly at Xiahou Qing across from her. She looked at his face that was even more handsome and fair under the moonlight, and at his lips that were even more clearly sculpted by the moonlight. Her heart was beating wildly, and her mind was completely at ease.
She was a three hundred year old soul. She had taken a liking to his twenty year old beauty. Was this considered an old cow eating young grass?
Her eyes moved and inadvertently fell on his throat. Her heart suddenly became restless. She couldn't be blamed. She could only blame this grass for being too delicious. It made people want to …
"What do you want to eat?"
Hearing Xiahou Qing's puzzled question, Ning Shu finally realized that she had accidentally spoken her thoughts out loud. Fortunately, her voice was soft and he didn't hear it all. Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing.
"It's nothing! I'm just saying that compared to the restaurants outside, the food in the king's palace is more refreshing and more suitable for this kind of hot weather. I miss it after not eating for a day … Eh? Why do I hear the sound of arguing outside? I'll go take a look. "
Ning Shu stuck her head out the window. She had only wanted to pretend, but she didn't expect that under the hazy moonlight, she would see two people arguing ten zhang away under the dense shade of the trees. Those two people were not strangers. They were Tan Sixian and Xue Qiongwei who had been sitting at the same table.
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