In a trance, the woman's super-high-pitched scolding was still in the ears.

"What, what kind of expression do you have, isn't your heart empty? You also think that the black-hearted person treats the old lady like this, it's too unconscionable, isn't it? Go back and tell the black-hearted bastard, and if you know each other, hurry up and find a doctor for the old lady, otherwise the old lady will start a fire after a while, and don't blame the old lady for not reminding him if she does something that is not tolerated! ”

Takizawa swallowed hard, and finally found his soul sense, and before a new round of bombardment was about to come, he hurriedly spoke: "Princess, prince, he-"

That's not what it means......

"He? What happened to him? It's a pity that the explanation that just opened his mouth was ruthlessly interrupted again and died.

"You still want to quibble for him, don't you? I forgot, you're his man, who are you not helping him? You just want to watch me, a weak woman like a flower and jade, seriously injured and cured, don't you? The old lady told you, put away your dirty thoughts, and don't make such a loud noise! Even if the old lady becomes a ghost, she will not let you and that black-hearted ...... go."

There was a sound of slapping the table and smashing the chair.

Takizawa's expression is sluggish, and his body and mind are devastated!

At this moment, he seemed to be in an abyssal swamp, and the female voice around him was like a vine quenched with poisonous juice, entangled him little by little, dragging him deeper, and he had no ability to resist at all.

At this moment, he felt that the blood all over his body was surging and wanted to burst out, and even his hair seemed to be unbearable and wanted to fall off one by one.

At this moment, he thought......

He finally got to see the legendary shrew scolding the street......

A weak woman like a flower? Serious injuries and incurable? Turned into a ghost?

The unreal voice echoed in his ears over and over again, and he felt as if he was really dying......

So, before he dies, why don't you let him finish his speech and be a ghost?

Grasping the little consciousness that remained, Takizawa's voice fluttered: "Princess, my subordinates have something to say." ”

Well?

Dare to have something to say?

Mo Lanhu glanced at him suspiciously, then listen to what he said, it just so happened that she was also tired of scolding. Reaching out and picking up the teapot on the table and pouring herself a glass of water, she waved her hand mightily: "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and let it go if you have a fart!" ”

Takizawa stumbled under his feet, and finally stood firmly, and then he spoke: "Princess, have you misunderstood the prince?" ”

Misunderstand?

The hand that was giving the water cup paused, and Mo Lan flew away coldly: "Oh? Is it? ”

The yin and yang tone made several turns in the air.

It's obviously the black-hearted person who refuses to ask her a doctor when he sees death, doesn't he? What's the misunderstanding?

Takizawa was deeply aware that if he didn't finish his words at this moment, he would have no chance in the future, so he took a sharp breath and poured out all the words that had been brewing for a long time in one fell swoop before Mo Lan spoke.

"The prince thinks that the princess is not hurting her muscles and bones, even if she invites a doctor to come, it is nothing more than to prescribe some ointment to wipe the wound, and the best ointment in the world is none other than the hard-to-find snow cream, and it is impossible to buy snow gel in ordinary doctors and hospitals, but the prince has it, so the prince felt that there was no need to invite a doctor, and specially asked his subordinates to bring snow gel to the princess!"

This long series of crackling down, without even gasping for breath, look at this kid in a hurry!

And this paragraph doesn't even have punctuation, but the words are clear and the meaning is clear, so Mo Lan understood.

Therefore, she took a sip of tea in her mouth, but she didn't swallow it, and she didn't spit it out.

Dare to be affectionate, she scolded here for a long time, the cause was a beautiful misunderstanding, and finally made her vexatious? The ears finally began to echo Aunt Qiong Yao's classic sentences——

Am I ruthless, unjust, and vexatious? You are ruthless, unjust, and vexatious!

Swallowing the tea with difficulty, Mo Lan pulled the corners of his lips and smiled stiffly, and he couldn't find his own voice: "Snow, snow cream?" ”

"Yes, Princess." Takizawa took out a beautiful white porcelain vase from his bosom with a heavy gaze and handed it over, "The prince said that as long as you wipe it on the wound, it will definitely heal in less than three days, and there will be no scars." ”

Mo Lan took the white porcelain bottle, opened it and sniffed it gently, feeling that the taste was somewhat familiar. Suddenly remembered that day in Tianji Pavilion, Si Yunyin smeared her with this snow cream.

In the memory, the touch of the man's slender pale fingers gently caressing his face, along with the cold and soft voice, revived in his ears—

"...... that doesn't leave a scar after applying the medicine"

Mo Lan's face suddenly became hot, and her scalp was numb-

Decisively ashamed!

But no, people kindly sent her a hard-to-find ointment, and she scolded them here in a frenzy, which can't be justified.

She quickly retracted the hooves that were stepping on the stool, lowered the sleeves of her shirt that reached her elbows, tidied them up in great embarrassment, and then suddenly raised her head and made a fierce look: "Why didn't you say it earlier!" ”

Completely justifiably shirk responsibility.

The corners of Takizawa's mouth twitched and looked at her, silently raised three fingers, and the trembling little voice seemed to carry an aggrieved accusation: "Princess, my subordinates wanted to explain three times, but every time they opened their mouths, they were interrupted by you." ”

Belch......

Speaking of which, it seems like this?

Looking at the handsome young man in front of him who was almost collapsed by his own blow, Mo Lan finally realized the depth of his sin, and then said with a flickering eye: "That, what, this is all a misunderstanding, a beautiful misunderstanding......"