After the 30 boards, Yan Ruolin was carried into the house. The two bodyguards who beat themselves had winked at them and begged them to lighten up, but they almost killed themselves. NND, the princess begged, but they were still ungrateful. It's too shameful.

"Wow, it's killing me, Xiao Yun, please be careful!"

"Miss, your buttocks are all open. Xiao Yun is helping you with the medicine! What can I do if I leave a scar after not applying the medicine? "

"long is long. Anyway, it's on the bottom. No one can see it. Wow Xiao Yun, you want my life! Light, light. "

"no one can see it. I'm here to help you with the medicine. The scar is getting in the way of my eyes!" Well, the culprit is here.

Yan Ruolin glanced at someone angrily and said, "how can I bother the Lord? If there's Xiao Yun, just give me medicine, then When a man and a woman are not close to each other, the prince should avoid it. Ah, ha ha, "he shows a flattering face. Now it's not the time to fight against him. Just then, the 30 boards are the end of talking back to him. She remembers it firmly.

"do men and women give and receive? Ha ha, is there any suspicion between the love Princess and the king that they are not close to each other? " Who drugged him in the first place? "Xiao Yun, please step back." Take the medicine in Xiao Yun's hand and send him out.

"Oh, don't want to. Don't come here. I'm ready. I don't need to apply medicine. It's OK. It's OK Yan Ruo hurriedly strained the quilt and sat up "Wow! It's killing me! "

"look at you. You are like a monkey. You are so restless after being hurt!" Murong Hao helps Yan Ruolin to lie down again, but shakes his head and opens a corner of the quilt to reveal the bruise of the beaten skin. I can't help but feel tight. She was hurt so badly.

Yan Ruolin lies on the bed with her small face buried under the pillow. She is so big that her parents all feel the same pain as treasure. From childhood to Dalian, she didn't say anything to herself. Today, she can't stand up because of this man's beating. Still have, long so Dalian first kiss all still keep, never give other opposite sex to see own body, today this person still wants to give oneself medicine, he does not know her injury is buttock?

he was so ashamed and angry that he couldn't help crying.

Murong Hao looked at the man lying on the bed, his shoulders trembling slightly, and stopped the hand that was applying medicine to her. "What's the matter? Do I hurt you? Why are you crying? "

when he saw that the man on the bed ignored him, he turned her small face buried under the pillow and saw the face of pear blossom with water. Murong Hao's heart slightly twitched.

"what's the matter with you?"

"don't worry!" Yan Ruolin turns her head.

"Hey, how can you be such a woman! I'll give you some medicine and you'll kill me! " It's really pissed him off.

"who cares about your medicine! Who asked you to help me with the medicine! It's not all your fault that I become like this! You are the one who slaps people, and you are the one who gives them sugar. What are you going to do? " Yan Ruo cries out pitifully.

"I I It's killing you! " Murong Hao then slammed the door and left. Damn it, I had an impulse to apologize to her just now. Hearing the voice of the woman crying more and more fiercely in the hut behind me, I thought that this woman cried worse than others! But only ignore the slightly twitching heart with the cry.

a month later, Yan Ruolin's injury is almost better. Since Murong Hao was scolded last time, the man has never appeared again, and his heart is filled with loneliness. In fact, the last time I cried was not entirely because of him, but more because of my inexplicable coming to this strange world, my fear of this strange world, my longing for the past life, and my missing of my father, mother, and so many relatives and friends in another world.

she's not really heartless. She's just used to camouflage all the time. She's clearly missing but pretending she doesn't care. So when she's wronged and thinks of the relatives she may never see again, she cries out and gives out.

now, she is much better. She just thinks about it occasionally. Occasionally

it's a silent night again. Some time ago, Yan Ruolin called Xiao Yun to have some fun. As a result, Xiao Yun, the girl, actually brought an ancient zither, saying that "Miss" liked playing the zither best. Well, fortunately, I can play this thing. I put the Guqin on the stone table beside the pond in the courtyard. I sat down in front of the stone table and watched the moon in the sky. I flashed a song in my heart, and my hands started to play unconsciously: the moon petals seemed to wither

and reflected on the lake side

to light up a circle

on the lake. A person's feeling

looked at the sky quietly

I don't know how far the sky is

like a column of geese

cruising in the clouds

with imperfect chord

on the eaves of the house smoking

to say goodbye to the chimney

this is forever

how far away from the dream of the last night

painting beams murmuring two swallows frightening the dream

the moon slanting on the river moving the morning clock

before the dream blurred the fading wave sound

the sound of flute in spring makes you miss home, parents, relatives and friends. How many kinds of thoughts are gathered in this song,

is like a column of geese

cruising among clouds

with imperfect chord

on the eaves and smoking

to say goodbye to the chimney

this is forever

how much to hate in the last night's dream

painting beams twittering, two swallows startling the remnant dream

moon slanting up the river, morning clock moving

front dream lost The sound of distant waves

the sound of flute, the sound of spring, the sound of hurried

how many times is it? Last night, I dreamed back in my dream

I drew beams, whispered two swallows, startled my broken dreams

the moon slanted on the river, moved the morning clock

before my dream, I was lost in the sound of distant waves

the sound of flute, the sound of spring, the sound of hurried

a song, touched the cold on my face, how could I cry again? Yan Ruolin shook his head helplessly, which was not a good idea Don't cry.

outside the courtyard, Murong Hao, standing in the distance, is still remembering the sounds of nature. He painted Liang's whispering and double swallow's startling dreams last night. Is she thinking about someone?