"The concubine has seen the prince!" Mu Changhuan endured the discomfort, got up with difficulty, and saluted Xiao He.

"Chu Zhang!" Xiao He didn't pay attention to her, but called the name of the personal guard.

The next moment, Chu Zhang entered from the outside, holding a tray in his hand, and in the tray were daggers and jade cups.

"Remember your deal with the King?" Xiao He took the dagger, looked at Mu Changhuan with furrowed eyebrows and asked.

Mu Changhuan nodded silently.

Xiao He didn't say anything more, and directly raised the knife in his hand, and there was an extra wound on Mu Changhuan's white wrist, and the red blood fell down the wound and fell into the jade cup.

It wasn't until the jade cup was filled that Xiao He instructed Qingtong, "Bandage the princess." ”

"......" Qingtong didn't expect such a thing at all, she was stunned, and only reacted after a while, while hurriedly helping Mu Changhuan bandage, she asked in a trembling voice, "Miss, how can this be, what kind of deal did you make with the prince, why did you take so much blood on the first day you entered the door?" ”

Mu Changhuan was born afraid of pain, she glanced at her maid comfortingly, and her teeth trembled fiercely, "Qingtong, this matter has nothing to do with the prince, it is my volunteer to be the prince's medicine." ”

Qingtong finally bandaged Mu Changhuan's wounds, her eyes were red, as if she remembered something, she turned around and glared at Xiao He fiercely, "Miss is for the master, is it?" ”

Mu Changhuan didn't say anything, which was a tacit acquiescence.

Xiao He put one hand behind him, nodded at her, and turned to leave.

Two quarters of an hour later, Chu Zhang went and returned, presenting a blood ginseng to Mu Changhuan, "Princess, this is sent to you by the prince at the behest of the prince." ”

Mu Changhuan lost a glass of blood, his cheeks were pale without a trace of blood, and he just nodded lightly when he heard this, "I know, there are Lao Chu's guards who have thanked the prince for me." ”

Chu Zhang bowed his head and bowed down.

"Put it away!" Mu Changhuan glanced at the brocade box on the table and instructed Qingtong.

Qingtong stared at his eyes, hating to stare at the brocade box out of a hole, and muttered in his mouth, "Slap and give a sweet date, who is rare with these things." ”

Mu Changhuan raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Qingtong coldly, and said to her, "Qingtong, this is the Beijing Palace, not the Mu family of the salt merchant, let alone the Jinyu Lane house, if you don't know how to restrain yourself, beware of the misfortune coming out of your mouth." ”

Qingtong didn't expect that Miss, who had always been close to her like a sister, would reprimand herself, her face turned slightly white, looked at Mu Changhuan, and said aggrievedly, "Miss......"

Mu Changhuan was ruthless, interrupted Qingtong's words, and said in a cold voice, "What's more, my marriage to the prince is a transaction, I begged people first, I was half shorter first, whether he took a drop of my blood or a blood from me, these are the prices I should pay." ”

"I'm not qualified to be wronged, and you are not qualified either!"

"Under a man's roof, you have to keep your head down, you know?"

“…… The slave and maid know. "Although Qingtong protects the Lord, he is not stupid.

What's more, Mu Changhuan said it so clearly, she couldn't understand it at all.

"I'm tired, help me to rest!" After saying everything that should be said to Qingtong, Mu Changhuan's strong spirit was almost exhausted.

Seeing this, Qingtong hurriedly stepped forward and helped her towards the bed......

Mu Changhuan's sleep is a whole day.

When I woke up in the evening, it was already a little dark.

She struggled to stand up, but saw Xiao He standing by the bed with his back to her.

"Lord Wang," she cried out in a hoarse voice with a tight throat.

Xiao He turned his head, looked at her with a gloomy but extremely complicated gaze, and only moved away for a long time, and said in a deep voice, "There is blood ginseng porridge stewed in the kitchen, do you want to use some?" ”

Mu Changhuan looked at him in all directions, her soft black hair draped over her shoulders, making her face more and more pale, nodded slightly, and said almost silently, "Okay." ”

When Xiao He heard this, he withdrew his gaze and called someone to come in and wait for her to get up.

A quarter of an hour later, the two sat opposite each other, and Xiao He personally served a bowl of blood ginseng porridge and handed it to Mu Changhuan.

The taste of blood ginseng porridge was bitter and astringent, and Mu Changhuan frowned after only scooping and eating it.

"Unappetizing?" Xiao He put down his chopsticks, raised his eyebrows to look at her, and asked coldly.

Mu Changhuan didn't make a sound, scooped and ate another bite, and after swallowing slowly, he said, "No, the porridge is very good." ”

Xiao He's eyebrows furrowed, he looked at her fixedly, and suddenly said, "Good medicine is bitter." ”

Mu Changhuan looked up at him, said "um", and lowered his head again, "Thank you for your concern." ”

Xiao He put down his chopsticks, "Recover your body as soon as possible and give birth to a child for this king." ”

Mu Changhuan didn't expect his topic to change so quickly, and the porridge in his mouth almost squirted out, and his face was very ugly.

"You don't want to?" Xiao He looked at her face, and suddenly asked with a sinking face.