"Is it true, Miss, great, the general and the lady will definitely be very happy to know, now, Miss finally doesn't have to worry about being divorced by the third prince" Lian Zi burst into tears and said brightly.

Lian Zi's heart was overjoyed, and her little face was red and fluttering due to excitement, becoming more and more bright, although Lian Zi was not a beautiful woman like a flower, she was also a pure and lovely person.

Feng Yuexi was a little funny in her heart, what kind of bullshit third prince, she still wished that he would get out of the marriage quickly.

"Hiss,"

Suddenly, Lian Zi half-squatted on the ground, covering her arms, biting her lower lip to prevent herself from shouting.

"Lian Zi, let me see the wound" Feng Yue stroked her shoulder, and didn't ask what happened, the most important thing now is the injury on Lian Zi's body.

Lian Zi took a few steps back, stretched her arms behind her, her eyes a little evasive, and she didn't dare to look at her.

"Little, Miss, it's okay, it's just a little stomachache, it's not in the way" blamed her for being too excited just now, and accidentally pulled the wound, if she let Miss see it, she would cry again, she couldn't let Miss worry anymore.

"Then what are you doing with your arms behind your back?"

"Ahh

This stupid girl, she doesn't look for a high-tech person to tell lies.

"Miss,"

Feng Yue pulled her over, lifted her arm sleeves, and shocking whip marks came into view.

There was a throbbing pain in his heart, did he have to pretend to be nothing in front of her if it hurt so much.

"Does it hurt?" said a childish, soft voice, as if to soothe a wounded little beast.

Lian Zi's body stiffened, raised her eyes, and fell into a pair of concerned eyes.

Miss, is this concerned about her? In the past, when the young lady saw her injury, she would only cry blindly, but now the young lady makes her feel like she wants to rely on her.

"Miss, the slave doesn't hurt, not at all, the slave ......"

Before she finished speaking, Feng Yue pressed her on the chair and went to get the medicine box by herself.

Fortunately, the contents were still there, which was left to her by her father Murong Yun before he left, and it was full of fine ointment, as if she would expect someone to be injured.

In addition to the ointment and gauze inside, there is also a black cloth bag that occupies most of the box.

What is it?

Thinking of Lianzi, who was still suffering, she secretly wrote down the cloth bag and closed the box.

It's just that Feng Yue didn't know that after she closed the box, a faint green light emanated from the cloth bag.

Feng Yue took the ointment and applied it to Lian Zi's body, gently wiping it little by little.

Lian Zi was a little flattered, and her unconscious tears fell down like beads with broken threads.

"Woo, Miss, what kind of virtue can the slave and maid be, so that the young lady will be like this to the slave and the maid, Miss, no matter what happens in the future, the slave and the maid will always protect the young lady."

"Well, I know, does it still hurt after a pause?"

"It doesn't hurt, miss" This plaster is applied to the wound, it is cool and very comfortable.

"Miss, what kind of ointment is this, Miss?" Seeing that Feng Yue didn't speak, Lian Zi kept staring at her wound, and her eyes didn't just move to her arm.

At this moment, there were half whip marks on her arms, and they were smooth.

"Ahh

Well, this is a good thing, but there are almost no jade ointments in the palace, why does her father have five or six bottles to give her, and her father's identity seems to be more than just a general.

"Shhh, don't speak, don't talk nonsense about this ointment, Lian Zi, smart as you should know what will happen to the General's Mansion if you say it"

"Don't worry, miss, I promise this thing will rot in my stomach"

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