Two low sobs failed to escape Huo Weilou's ears. His phoenix eyes became deeper, "Youyou, I'm back-"

Bo Ruoyou pressed into his arms tighter, his head buried in his shoulders, his thin spine trembled slightly in his arms, Huo Weilou's hands fell on her neck and scurried, "Don't be afraid of Youyou, don't be afraid... This trip was delayed a little longer, and he just entered the city when it was dark."

Bo Ruoyou swallowed lightly again, his cheek rubbed against his collar, gritted his teeth and straightened. In the dim carriage, her deep eyes were wet, and her eyelashes were moist. The inside was still shocked and full of worry. She looked at his cheek carefully and then touched him, "You are injured, where are you injured?"

As soon as his hand fell to his heart, he grabbed it. Huo Weilou hugged her waist and hugged her across his knees. His arm was still strong. The two of them breathed and fell on her cheeks to caress the ends of her wet eyes. Bo Ruoyou asked him to look at it like this, and his heart suddenly jumped up like vitality.

"I've lost weight, I've lost weight a lot-"

His eyes were filled with pain, his eyes were dark and deep, and he couldn't help but lower his head to cover his lips. Bo Ruoyou's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he couldn't help but close his eyes, his hand that fell in front of his collar was stroking his shoulders, and his knuckles curled up and climbed his shoulders.

The thin and dense kiss fell on her lips. His big palm was hot, swimming around her waist, and then stroked her shattered spine inch. Bo Ruoyou felt a continuous numbness on his back. He collapsed in his arms and a hint of gentleness also spilled out from his throat. Huo Weilou's breath became chaotic, his arms tightened, and the softness and heavy deepened the kiss.

He broke open her lips and teeth, absorbed the fragrance from the sandalwood mouth, and stirred her soft and fragrant tongue. The smooth sound made a secret sound in the carriage, making her face red like a blush, her heart felt like a wave, and her already moist eyelashes became more and more wet, which attracted people's love. Huo Weilou's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his hands were getting stronger and stronger. He pressed her into his arms, as if he wanted to break her slender waist.

As the general was about to sink, Huo Weilou restrained himself and stepped back. He kissed her nose, forehead, and cheeks, and then kissed her lingeringly at the corner of her lips while she was constantly panting.

Bo Ruoyou looked at Huo Weilou in a confused and soft manner, as if at this moment, he realized that Huo Weilou was really back. She felt a little aggrieved in her heart for a moment, and she still had an indelible fear. Seeing Huo Weilou, the burning heat in his eyes faded, and he held her tightly in his arms, "Everyone outside said that I was folded to the southwest, which made you scared."

Bo Ruoyou grabbed his clothes, as if he couldn't hear this. Huo Weilou smiled with satisfaction at this moment, "Silly girl, how could I break the barbarian land in the southwest?"

He held her hand and landed on his left chest. Through the thin robe, she could touch the layers of cotton cloth below. "The wound is here. I have been sleeping on the road for two days. The people below dare not make the decision to send a letter back to the capital, otherwise you would not worry about it for so long."

Bo Ruoyou's hand that he held trembled. It would take at least ten days to rush back to the capital from the southwest. How could he have only been sleeping for two days? What kind of injury should it be?

Bo Ruoyou felt as if he was facing a great enemy for a moment, and he would not dare to lean on him anymore. "I knew that something must have happened to the Marquis, otherwise he would not have lost all his information."

Her nose was sore and her eyes were red and hot. She wanted to see how much he was injured. Huo Weilou smiled at her tampering with a smile on his lips, "The injury has been healed, don't worry, but I won't be able to return to the Marquis' Mansion these days. I want to live elsewhere in the city."

Bo Ruoyou only saw the cotton cloth wrapped around him. When he heard this, he looked at him in confusion.

Huo Weilou pointed to the corner of the long street not far from Cheng's house, "I want to be your neighbor."

Bo Ruoyou was a little surprised. Huo Weilou had already knocked on the car. The guards outside came forward and drove away. But after a moment, Huo Weilou lifted the curtain and told her to look out: "Let's go in and talk."

Bo Ruoyou saw the mansion that was almost the same as Cheng Zhai. She got out of the carriage and saw Huo Weilou jumping down. Just looking at his skills, he couldn't tell that he was seriously injured. The gate of the yard was already open, and there were few dim lights inside. The two of them entered the door. Sure enough, they saw that the building system in the house was exactly the same as that of Cheng Zhai. They thought they were coming here temporarily, and the yard was quite cold and old.

Huo Weilou took her hand and entered the game. More than a dozen cavalrymen followed him. During the period, they walked quietly. When they reached the gate of the courtyard, no one noticed that there were so many elites with blood and energy passing by in the streets and alleys.

After entering the upper room and sitting down, Huo Weilou could look at Bo Ruoyou more clearly, pull her to sit beside her, and inform her of what she encountered in the southwest.

In several prefectures in the southwest, golden ointment has been on the rise for half a year. Rich and noble families enjoy it, and ordinary people also poison it. This thing can be profitable. After the Shen family, many villages in the southwest colluded with bandits, hoping to rely on the place where beauty can make a smile and monopolize the business of the golden ointment. There are many poisonous miasma and dense forests in the southwest. Huo Weilou and his party were in danger here.

"It's okay to have a sword on the mountain militia, but it's poisonous, and it's mostly made of poisonous insects in the southwest, which is extremely difficult to solve. The people around me are also harmed by poison, and there are many lost in the peaks and ridges, which delays a lot of time."

Huo Weilou spoke easily, but Bo Ruoyou was frightened when he heard it and couldn't help but ask again: "Since the Marquis has returned, why don't you go back to the Marquis' Mansion?"

Huo Weilou stroked her palm and said, "There is some turmoil in the court this time. Although I am back, I still don't show up for the time being. I will take a few days to recover from my injuries."

Bo Ruoyou knew that there were many mysteries here. Since Huo Weilou did not say it clearly, she did not make her think too much, so she stopped asking questions. Compared to leaving Beijing in June, Huo Weilou was quite clear and injured. She was injured and poisoned. She returned to Beijing to rush forward, which looked tired and sick. Even though her eyes were as sluggish as usual, Bo Ruoyou still felt very worried.

I couldn't see clearly in the carriage, but at this moment, I could see the blood on the cotton cloth from his slightly open collar. She wanted to see him hurt, but Huo Weilou grabbed her hand, "Let Mr. Cheng come here. Now that I am close to you, I don't have to go to find Guilan."

Bo Ruoyou's heart was thrilled, and he knew that Huo Weilou's injuries were only worse than she thought. She calmed down in an instant, without delay, and immediately went out to ask Zhou Liang to invite Cheng Yunzhi over.

Cheng Yunzhi looked at Bo Ruoyou for many days and was worried that Huo Weilou would suddenly return to the capital. He was relieved at first, and then heard that Huo Weilou was living in seclusion and made him pass by the mansion and hurt him, and he felt bad in his heart.

When he arrived at Huo Weilou's mansion, he saw the complexion on Huo Wei's floor and asked, "Has the Marquis been poisoned?"

Huo Wei showed pleasure on the floor, "Mr. Cheng is indeed a skilled medical skill."

Cheng Yunzhi couldn't help but shake his head, first take a pulse, and then he wanted to see the wound. Before Huo Weilou took off his clothes, he looked at Bo Ruoyou first, "Youyou, don't look at it first-"

Bo Ruoyou stared at him, but did not force him to stay, so he quickly went to the main hall outside to wait.

Huo Weilou took off his robe and Cheng Yunzhi helped to uncover the layered cotton cloth. He took a breath of cold air when the exposed wound was. There was an arrow in front of him. The wound was not fatal, but the large area of ​​blue and purple swelling caused by the poison was shocking.

Only then did Cheng Yunzhi realize that it was right to let Bo Ruoyou go out and wait. He looked up at Huo Weilou. Seeing this face that had always been cunning, he was sharp and cold, without any pain. He thought in a daze that he was only in his early twenties.

To remove the syrup and clean the wound, stop bleeding and detoxify, within half an hour, Huo Weilou was sweating heavily, but he never made a sound. Cheng Yunzhi applied medicine to him and said, "The rotten meat that breeds from this poison will take seven days to go. After the wound is gone, it will start to heal."

The black ointment was applied to the blood-red wound, and Huo Weilou's body was bulging with texture. Cold sweat dripped down his jaw and fell to the ground against Cheng Yunzhi's wrist. Cheng Yunzhi sighed and saw the old wounds of all sizes of Huo Weilou's body. He couldn't help but say, "The Marquis is also a flesh and blood body. If the eldest princess sees this injury, she will definitely feel distressed."

The eldest princess has been crazy for many years and is quite disgusted with him. How could she have the chance to see this injury?

Huo Weilou slowed down for two moments, "Thank you, sir."

Basins of blood were brought out. Although Bo Ruoyou had not seen it with his own eyes, he also expected the situation inside the house. Her heart was twisted together and she waited until Cheng Yunzhi called her in the house, and then she quickly walked into the door.

When he entered the door, he saw Huo Weilou had already put on his robe and only saw two inches of white cotton on his neck. Cheng Yunzhi was packing the medical box. Bo Ruoyou came forward to help. Cheng Yunzhi glanced at her, "Marquis was seriously injured. You stay for an hour. Ruoxu has not stopped. Come back and call me again."

Bo Ruo's eyes were grateful, "Don't worry, my daughter knows."

Cheng Yunzhi glanced at her and left with the doctor's box.

The room had a strong smell of blood. Bo Ruoyou opened the window and returned to Huo Weilou. He had just lost too much blood, his face and lips were white, and his face looked even more sick, but he wanted to pull Bo Ruoyou into his arms and sighed, "I understand Mr. Cheng's words, I'll only allow you to stay for an hour."

He pretended to be helpless, but Bo Ruoyou only went to see the wound that had been bleeding after that moment, "Does the Marquis feel pain?"

It must have hurt, but Huo Weilou pulled his lips, "It's not as painful as you pinch me."

Bo Ruoyou felt his throat tight, but he was amused by his words. However, he only smiled for a moment. She looked at his wounds and looked at the empty room again, with a look of heartache in her eyes.

Huo Weilou hugged her, "This is the last one. I will not be injured so seriously in the future, nor will I worry you like this."

Bo Ruoyou frowned and looked at him, as if he couldn't believe it. So he grabbed her hand and put it on his lips and kissed him heavily, "I have a word from you."

His face was gone, his eyebrows were not changed, and his eyes were still intimidated, and deep feelings floated in his pupils, which made Bo Ruoyou involuntarily raise his hand to draw his steep eyebrows. "Since the Marquis said this, I believe it."

Huo Weilou was satisfied and took her into his arms. Bo Ruoyou was afraid of pulling him to the wounded area, but Huo Weilou refused to let her go, "One hour, one hour is too short. When can you and I stay together without having to separate?"
Chapter completed!