"Miss, the water in the kettle has been drunk by you, I really didn't expect that you not only have a large amount of food, but even the amount of water is amazing, this king really doesn't know what kind of structure your body is!"

"If that's not enough, let the king send another pot of water!" With a helpless face, the North Stygian Dust Trail added.

The mouth was not as thirsty as just now, and after the man said this, He Muwan realized that she no longer had the stomach to drink, so she hurriedly stopped before the man opened his mouth to order: "No need, I'm full!" ”

Drinking the last half cup of water in his hand, He Muwan was full of food and drink, and then the man supported him to lie down and rest.

"You can recover from your injuries!" Covering the quilt for the woman, Bei Yingchen fell with such a sentence, and turned to leave.

"Northern Dust!"

Just walked to the door, and suddenly heard a woman's voice behind him, Bei Mingchen immediately paused, and the hand that was half-stretched out to push the door was also retracted.

"Anything else?" Turning around, he asked the person in bed.

"You...... Help me call the song! "I drank too much water, at this time, He Muwan already wanted to go to the toilet, she was unable to move herself, if the man was gone, and the song was not there, she would be in trouble for a while.

Seeing the woman talking, her face was embarrassed, and the man knew her intention to ask him to call Lige over, she had just drunk so much water that she had to run to the hut several times.

Lige didn't have enough strength after all, and he saw it just now, if he let Lige help her and toss a few times, I'm afraid the injuries on her back will have to be opened.

Finally understood why she was so able to eat and drink, just like her temperament, this woman was afraid that she was born with a straight intestine.

"Forget it, help people to the end, anyway, this king doesn't have anything urgent to deal with today, just take care of Miss He here!"

Pouting, when Bei Mingchen's voice fell, he had already turned around and walked to the bed, and he sat back in the position he had just placed.

"No need, I just have a song, the prince is noble, how can you deign to let me call it!" didn't want the man to stay here, He Muwan smirked at the man.

"Lige's small body, are you sure she can help you? This king will inevitably have to run back and forth for a while, and your wound has just scabbed, if you are not careful with the song, it will fall you......"

"Eh, it hurts to think about it!" As he spoke, Bei Mingchen deliberately pursed his lips and showed sympathy.

"The best wound medicine, this king only has that bottle, I used it for you yesterday, if your wound is split today, it may hurt for a while!" After thinking about it, the man added a scare.

Thinking about the heart-rending pain yesterday, He Muwan couldn't help but have palpitations, she naturally didn't want to open the wound, and she also knew that what the man said was reasonable, after all, Lige had little strength, and if she didn't do it, she would really be able to wrestle.

"But ......" There is a difference between men and women, Xiao Xie is always a secret thing, always let the man carry him over, and let him wait outside, He Muwan finally felt awkward in his heart.

"But what?" Before she could say a reason, her words were interrupted by Bei Mingchen, "Anyway, you didn't call this king once or twice, and I didn't know who it was just now, so I kept asking this king to bring her tea and pour water!" ”

"Isn't there no one else in the house except you, I'm unable to move, there's no way!" A little embarrassed, He Muwan explained in a low voice.

"I've been running back and forth so many times, and this king doesn't care about running these few more times, this king is sitting here, when do you want to go to the toilet and tell this king!"

"Now!" As soon as the man's voice fell, the person on the bed immediately took over, when he was about to leave just now, He Muwan had already wanted to go, and she had been negotiating with the man for so long, at this moment, she was about to be unable to hold back.

I just said that I didn't need my help, but I ...... so quickly

Bei Mingchen was speechless, but he couldn't do anything about her, who let himself be willing to saddle her before and after.

The water is drunk urgently, and it is often digested quickly, for most of the hour, almost every quarter of an hour or so, He Muwan has to run to the thatched house once, and the man is tireless, holding her back and forth.

Finally drained all the water he drank, He Muwan settled down, and Bei Mingchen finally completed his task.

When the man left Xueyueju, Lige walked into the woman's room and took care of him.

Leaning on the side of the bed, Lige looked at He Muwan with a wicked smile.

"The prince is really unusual to his mother! Even such a thing as going to the toilet, the prince does it himself! Laughing lightly, he joked from the song.

"Stinky girl, you really can't open any pot!" Although the man has left, He Muwan is still embarrassed in her heart, who knows, Lige still makes fun of her about it.

"Okay, good, just don't say it!" Seeing the woman's embarrassed face, Lige chuckled and said, no matter what, she was always happy for He Muwan in her heart.

His eyes fell on the white silk handkerchief wrapped around the woman's hand, Li Ge suppressed his smile and asked with concern: "Niangniang, your hand is also injured?" How did it hurt, why didn't the slave pay attention? Is it serious? ”

As he spoke, Lige sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to check the woman's wrapped right hand.

"Small injuries, out of the way!" He Muwan opened her mouth to say with relief, and at the same time, she grabbed Lige's arm with her backhand, "Lige, you mean to say that when you gave me medicine yesterday, you didn't see the injury on my hand, you just found out?" ”

"Yes! Yesterday, the slave saw that the mother's back was badly injured, so she didn't care about anything else, but she didn't know that the mother's hand was also injured! Frowning, Lige replied seriously.

According to this, the person who came to his room to bandage himself last night could not be Lige at all, recalling that the man's eyes seemed to be dodging when he spoke, He Muwan probably had the answer in his heart.

"Mother, what's wrong, but what's the problem?" Seeing the woman's thoughtful look, Lige asked anxiously.

"Nothing!" After coming back to her senses, He Muwan smiled lightly.

The man is right, in this palace, the only one who treats her sincerely is Lige, but since it was not Lige who broke into his room last night, it can only be him.

It turned out that the familiarity he felt in his sleep was not an illusion, but He Muwan really couldn't understand why the man was unwilling to admit that the man had obviously done a good thing?

Also, why did he treat himself so well, she took the avoidance decoction and made him lose face, didn't he have half a bit of resentment in his heart?