"Our master is busy, and you tell me the same thing."

"Okay, then please tell your master that the prince was seriously injured because of the encirclement and suppression of the rebels, and if she still has a little human touch, she will know what to do."

Before Mo Dye could say anything, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

Mu Xiwan's face was not very good-looking, she looked at Mo Ran and asked, "What are you?" ”

Ink Dye didn't bother to repeat the side, turned and left.

A small secret guard, but it seems to be more arrogant than the princess. The people in the courtyard didn't dare to speak when they saw it, they were busy with the work at hand, and they didn't even seem to have time to speak.

"Mei'er, go, bring my medicine box."

Mu Xiwan hurriedly walked out, while instructing Mei'er, and walked to the study without waiting for anyone.

Although she didn't say anything, she knew that Feng Cheng had always lived near him. Maybe for the convenience of the office, only a simple pile was placed in the study.

Although she has never responded to Feng Chengyi, she knows in her heart that this person has a unique weight in her heart.

Even an existence that she is willing to avenge the blood and revenge on her body, and then consider whether to respond.

Feng Cheng is also Bai Yueguang, she doesn't want Bai Yueguang to stain her blood, and she doesn't want him to take his responsibility.

She walked quickly, stepped up the stairs in three or two steps, pushed open the door, and the first thing she smelled was the strong smell of blood, followed by the faint smell of ointment.

And Feng Cheng was lying on the bunch at this time, looking at the folds with one hand.

Don't you want to die?

Feng Cheng didn't expect that the party would come at this time, and he didn't react when the music fell to the ground.

"Why are you here?"

Mu Xiwan didn't feel that he was out of shape, he just walked over, lifted his quilt with an expressionless face, and tore his clothes, and when he saw the blood-stained bandages on his body, tears almost flowed out.

Fortunately, she was prepared in advance, took a deep breath, and then regained her expressionless face.

"You ......"

Feng Cheng also felt a little embarrassed, and subconsciously wanted to cover the quilt.

Mu Xiwan held his hand with indescribable strength, "I am a doctor, there is no gender in front of the doctor, lie down, I will heal you." ”

Untie the bandages around him bit by bit.

Some of them had already fused with flesh and blood, and forcibly tearing the bandage at this time was equivalent to a second tear in the wound, but she gritted her teeth and continued to move.

This sword wound is very deep, if the medicine is not right, the bandaging is not right, any link is wrong, it may cause infection. In particular, this kind of large-scale scar on the whole body can be life-threatening in seriousness.

I don't know if this Feng Cheng is also disgusted with his life or what, he actually takes his body so seriously.

When the bandages were removed, Feng Chengyi also lost half his life, but he couldn't say a word. Mei'er arrived in time with the medicine box at this time, and Mu Xiwan re-dressed him without saying a word.

When he was done, he carefully covered him with the quilt. Her clothes had been torn by her just now, and she couldn't wear them for the time being. After doing this, Mu Xiwan also took the initiative to put a small stack of music folds on the ground on the table.

Feng Chengyi just lay on the bed and watched, and at the end, he asked softly, "How did you know that I was injured?" ”

Mu Xiwan paused, didn't think much about it, and only dragged out the facts, "It was Mo Ran who told Mei'er, and I only knew." ”

After making sure that Feng Chengyi's wound was safe, she left another recipe and put it on his table, and then left with Mei'er. It wasn't until she got back to her cabin, where she shut herself in, that she dared to leak out her hand, which was trembling slightly.

After being afraid.

Watching Mu Xiwan's back leave, Feng Chengyi's face sank slightly, "Ink dyeing." ”

Hearing the sound, a person climbed in through the window and landed firmly in front of his eyes.

"Do you know what's wrong with you?"

"Ink dye knows wrong."

"Go and get the penalty."

"But you'...... master"

"Get the penalty."

Biting his mouth tightly, Mo Dye left unwillingly.

Feng Chengyi slowly moved his body, and asked someone to come in and wait for him to change his clothes, he was wearing a black python robe, only in this way, the injuries on his body would not penetrate his clothes and leave blood marks.

After taking two steps in the room to make sure that it would not affect his movements, he thought with some fear, but fortunately the strangulation did not hurt his legs, as long as he did not walk fast and did not move much, no one could see how his injuries were.

With his hands behind his back, he calmly instructed people to prepare the car, while keeping walking out under his feet.

When he walked to the outer courtyard, the housekeeper stopped in front of him, "Master, Miss Wen Zhihe Wen is here." ”

Feng Chengyi's face was inconvenient, and he ordered lightly: "Arrange her in the living room." ”

"That ......"

"I'll leave when I've had enough."

The housekeeper felt a little speechless for a while, but he still took the order and left.

Wen Zhihe thought that Feng Cheng would not take care of her, but he didn't expect to ask the housekeeper to arrange her in the living room, and his heart was full of joy for a while.

The subordinates were ordered to serve tea, but she held the maid's hand and didn't let go, "I heard that the prince is injured, how is it now?" ”

"This ...... Please ask Miss Wen to atone for her sins, the slave and maid do not know. ”

Feng Cheng is also well-trained, and naturally no one dares to pinch the master.

Wen Zhihe probably knew this, so he let go of her hand with interest.

But the tea in her hand was cold and hot, and it was cold, and she changed the tea five times over and over again, but she still didn't see Feng Chengyi's figure.

Even if he is injured and disabled, he can't move, and he should be carried by someone, right?

She grabbed another person and asked, "What about your prince, why haven't you shown up yet?" ”

"This ...... Please be patient, Miss Wen. ”

She had heard this many times, but now she couldn't hear it anymore, and she got up and wanted to break in.

But this prince's mansion is heavily guarded, and there is no order, who dares to let her break in indiscriminately? If you see something you shouldn't see, it's a big sin to move your head.

Wen Zhihe's status is noble, and everyone can't do it, so more than ten people can only stand in a row to form a human wall, no matter how much she tosses, she can't get by, and finally can only put down the cruel words and leave with hatred.

After being silent in the room for a while, Mu Xiwan made sure that his hands were no longer trembling, and his heart gradually fell silent, so he breathed a sigh of relief, changed the blood-stained clothes again, and pushed open the door and walked out this time.

Mei'er was motionless and guarded outside, and was a little surprised to see Mu Xiwan suddenly come out, "Miss, why is your face so bad?" ”

She shook her head lightly and said, "You should recognize the road in this house, right?" ”

"Pretty much recognizable already."

"Okay, then you can take me to the kitchen now."

Mu Xiwan said naturally, but Mei'er looked at her with a strange face, "Go to the kitchen?" Tell me what you want to eat, Miss, I'll get it for you, you don't have to make a trip yourself. ”