Although Lu Yunyao was not from a high background, she also grew up smoothly and did not suffer any injuries.

It was also embarrassing for a well-protected little woman to stare at such a hideous, bleeding wound for a while.

Doctor Chen squinted for a while, and then asked Qingyun carefully, and the conclusions he came to corresponded to Xiao Yuanzheng's one by one.

It was also time to change the dressing, so I cleaned up the bruise from the wound, applied gold sore medicine, and bandaged it again.

Doctor Chen beckoned Lu Yunyao and asked her to take a closer look.

"Hurt the muscles and bones for a hundred days, the son of the world has a lot of injuries, how can I recuperate for a few months, at the beginning of the dressing change, the old man can't come over from time to time, and I have to work hard Miss Lu to learn hard, and the next dressing change will be handed over to you."

When Lu Yunyao heard this, she immediately concentrated on it and did not miss any detail.

Mo Chang resolutely stopped: "She is a little girl, how can she do such a thing, let Qingyun learn it." ”

Lu Yunyao glared at him, "What's wrong with me, does Your Highness look down on me?" ”

Mo Chang paused for a moment, and said helplessly: "You know that I am here for your good." ”

Lu Yunyao choked her lips, "I am also for the good of His Highness, Yun Yao knows that His Highness trusts Qingyun more, but such a meticulous work is handed over to Qingyun, His Highness is not afraid that his arm will never get better again?" It's better to leave it to Yun Yao to rest assured. ”

Although Qingyun is Mo Changdu's attendant, he doesn't know how many sets of teacups in Yuhuayuan have been broken, so he can only do some other things, and everything else is Mo Changdu's own.

Lu Yunyao's words, he really couldn't refute them, he could only acquiesce.

"I've written down what Dr. Chen said, if there is a problem with the prince's wound, Yun Yao will invite you to come over again."

Lu Yunyao personally sent Dr. Chen out and said to him with a smile.

When you get back, open the window and let out a room of disgusting blood.

She leaned against the window and took a deep breath of the snow-scented air, and then she felt alive.

cleaned the wound just now, if it weren't for the wound of the world, she was so focused on feeling distressed that she had to spit it out.

After returning to the house, Lu Yunyao saw that Mo Changjue could only move one arm, and struggled to dress himself, so he hurriedly trotted over to help.

"Where's Qingyun?" Lu Yunyao lifted his sleeve, "Your Highness raised her hand." ”

"Go and help me decoction."

Mo Chang never had to do it himself, so he had a beautiful maid to dress him and sighed comfortably.

When Lu Yunyao came over to help, she didn't feel anything.

But Shizi has always been shirtless, and when he wore obscene clothes, the cloak covered by his body was naturally lifted, revealing the sturdy flesh underneath.

She almost squinted, waiting for the profane clothes put on by the prince, and then dared to open her eyes and quietly breathe a sigh of relief.

After that, Lu Yunyao complained: "Qingyun is also true, and he won't help His Highness put on his clothes before leaving." ”

Mo Changjue wanted to go back to her, Qingyun didn't help, naturally because she was there.

That is, Qingyun has eyesight, even if he doesn't, Mo Chang will never let Qingyun a stinky man help him dress.

Lu Yunyao's hands are not soft, and her attitude is not soft, isn't it good to let her help?

Lu Yunyao put on his robe, walked around in front of him, and half-squatted to button his coat, very careful not to touch the stiff arm.

After tying it, she looked at Shizi's arm and worried, "Your Highness has injured your right arm, and you can't do many things by yourself, what will you do in the next few months?" ”

Mo Changju silently said in his heart: Isn't this you?

Of course, he couldn't say that, he sighed and laughed at himself: "I can't even wear my own clothes, I'm a waste." ”

Hearing that the prince was so self-defeating, Lu Yunyao hurriedly comforted him: "It's okay, isn't there still Yun Yao, even if you can't serve you closely, there is Qingyun, Qingyun is a man, it's always convenient." ”

Mo Changdu: "......"

Who wants Qingyun to serve, he coughed and said, "Qingyun...... Qingyun is clumsy, and he is still good at things like passing words and running errands, but he is far inferior to serving people. ”

Mo Chang decided to glance at her.

Lu Yunyao didn't notice it at all, she continued: "Qingyun can't do it, there are other little guys, anyway, His Royal Highness just doesn't like women to get close, and it's nothing for the little guys, let Aunt Yan pick a clever little guy to come over and serve, isn't it?" ”

The smile on Mo Changdu's face slowly disappeared.

"Oh."

Lu Yunyao saw that his expression was wrong, and asked, "Why is Your Highness unhappy?" It's okay, it's just an injury, it's always good to recuperate, Your Highness, don't give up on your own. ”

She also thought that Shizi was because her right arm was injured and she couldn't do anything in the past few months, so she blamed herself for being decadent and tried her best to comfort her.

How can I know the real reason why the son is unhappy?

Mo Changju was amused by her thinking of a way, and smiled a few times, but he could see that his interest was not very high, and he soon said that he was tired, and was helped by Lu Yunyao to the bed to rest.

Mo Chang would never go to bed in his coat, and he couldn't move one of his own arms, so he asked Lu Yunyao to help.

Seeing that she was squirming and refusing to move, she urged: "In the hall just now, didn't you take off my clothes and take them off very easily?" ”

Lu Yunyao was a foot away from him, and said with a red face: "That is to treat His Highness's injuries, which is different from now." ”

"What's the difference?" Mo Changju put down his raised arm and said, "You can do the same." ”

Lu Yunyao couldn't convince herself in the end, so she trotted out, "I'll call Qingyun over, Your Highness wait." ”

Mo Chang scolded secretly, and took off his clothes by himself, even if he had one hand, he was extremely flexible, and he didn't see the difficult appearance he had shown in front of Lu Yunyao before.

When I returned to Beijing from Fengjun Mountain, I spent two or three days in the carriage, and I didn't let Qingyun help once.

Even though only one hand can move, it doesn't interfere with his daily life.

Lu Yunyao came out of the prince's bedroom, patted his face, only felt that his face was hot, and hurriedly went to find Qingyun.

Yuhuayuan has its own small kitchen, but it has been useless before, after all, there is only one master of Mo Changdu, and he doesn't choose, so he has been eating the meals sent from the dining room.

However, if you want to recuperate from your injuries later, decoction is indispensable, and it is too troublesome to decoct the medicine from the dining room every day and bring it over.

Qingyun found someone, cleaned up the small kitchen of Yuhua Courtyard, and lit a fire to decoction.

Lu Yunyao asked the little guy in the yard, and when he came over, Qingyun was holding a fan and fanning the wind into the small stove.

The casserole was covered with a lid, and the decoction could be heard boiling.

Hearing Lu Yunyao's intention, Qingyun suspected that he was deaf.

"What did Miss Lu say, His Highness asked me to serve him in a wide coat?"

Lu Yunyao nodded uncomfortably.

Qingyun laughed dryly, I don't know how things developed like this, how could he have helped the prince to widen his clothes.