Chapter 152: Who Robbed Whose Love
"What the emperor has done and said himself, don't you know? I don't want to mention the previous things, in short, I don't owe the emperor now, and from now on, I am just the emperor's brother-in-law! In the cold eyes, tears glistened, and He Muwan responded lightly.
Although he still didn't know why, seeing that the woman was struggling to move, but turned around and left on her own, Bei Mingyan couldn't help but follow, "No matter what, you are injured now, I should send someone to send you back!" ”
"No need!"
He Muwan just wanted to open her mouth to refuse, but another voice came from the air, and she said these three words for her, and looked in the direction of the voice, only to see Bei Mingchen walking quickly towards the two of them.
He came quickly, Bei Mingyan smiled in his heart, and slowly let go of the right hand that was just holding on the woman's arm.
"This king's woman, this king will bring it back by himself, so he won't bother the royal brother!" Walking forward, Bei Mingchen said as he hugged He Muwan horizontally.
"The eighth brother came just in time, since this is the case, I am not a good person in vain!" Bei Mingyan responded with a slight smile, although the words were light and light, but it was not a taste in his heart, and when the words fell, he turned around and left.
Glancing at the bright yellow back, Bei Yingchen frowned slightly.
Their brothers have no distinction between each other, they can share everything, and even they can sacrifice their lives for each other, but for women, they can't share them.
The two brothers, who robbed whose love, Bei Mingchen had no idea in his heart. But he knew that he would never back down in He Muwan's matter, but for Bei Mingyan, he always felt indebted.
What he can make up for him is to do his best to help him eradicate the traitors and defend the country. Retracting his gaze, Bei Mingchen let go of his worries and walked away quickly with the person in his arms in his arms.
Back at Xueyueju, he put He Muwan's back up and gently placed him on the bed, he couldn't be more careful with his movements, for fear that he would accidentally touch her wound.
I wanted to lift the woman's clothes and check her injuries, but when I came back to my senses, the movements in Bei Mingchen's hands suddenly stopped.
"Leave the song!" shouted at the door, and when Lige walked in front of him, Bei Mingchen stood up from the side of the bed, took out a medicine bottle, handed it to Lige and continued to instruct: "Put this medicine on the wound for your mother!" ”
"Yes!" took the things in the man's hand, and replied to the blessing of the song. By the time she finished speaking, the man had already walked briskly towards the door.
"Be careful when taking the medicine!" Without looking back, Bei Mingchen stood at the door and added another order, and without waiting for Lige to respond, he left quickly.
didn't give her the medicine in person, Bei Mingchen was not still worried about He Muwan's taking the Avoiding Zi Decoction, he didn't tear off her clothes, just to respect her wishes.
Although he was very angry about the incident in the morning, he knew the pain in her heart, and now that she was embarrassed by the Li family because of this incident, he was only more and more distressed for her in his heart.
He felt sorry that he couldn't give her the love she wanted, he felt sorry that she was damaged because of his reputation, he felt sorry that she was whipped, and in the face of feelings, it was never only women who were vulnerable, but also men.
The current Bei Mingchen is like a child who has done something wrong, in fact, he is also running away, because he is afraid to see her full of scars.
After glancing at the back of the man leaving, Lige turned around, sat on the side of He Muwan's bed, carefully peeled off her clothes, and the shocking whip marks immediately came into view, and the bright red oozing from it had dried up.
"Why did Empress Dowager Li put such a heavy hand on you?" Lige felt a pain in his heart, and his brows couldn't help frowning tightly, "Niangniang, you must be in pain, right?" ”
Does it hurt? Wang An's whip did hurt when it hit her body, but now, He Muwan seemed to be numb, and the moment Bei Mingyan appeared, she couldn't tell which one of her body or heart hurt more.
The tears that had just dried welled up in her eyes again, He Muwan's eyes were not moist, Xu was aggrieved, she buried her head under the pillow and whimpered quietly.
Although the voice was very small and small, Lige was still keenly aware of the woman's aberration, thinking that she was crying in pain, and Lige's brows furrowed even tighter.
"Niangniang, your injury is very serious, it may be very painful when you treat the wound and apply medicine for a while, you can bear with it a little, just take the medicine!"
"Well, I'm fine!" Stopping the crying, He Muwan raised her head and swallowed all her tears back.
First, she doesn't want to increase the burden on Lige's heart, and secondly, she doesn't like herself who only cries her nose now, and life doesn't give her a chance to be cowardly at all, so she must learn to be strong in the face of everything.
Carefully cleaned the wound for He Muwan, although the movements on the singer could not be lighter, when the blood stains on the wound could be wiped off with gauze, He Muwan would still let out a "hiss" sound from time to time because of the pain, even if she had gritted her teeth very hard and persevered.
Fortunately, what Bei Mingchen left for Lige was the queen's high-grade gold sore medicine, after taking the medicine, even if the medicine powder played a role, the wound was cold and cold, not as burning as before, and He Muwan's back was instantly much more comfortable.
"Niangniang, how are you feeling now?" After applying all the good medicine to the wounds, Lige pulled the quilt for He Muwan and asked with concern.
"It's much better, the wound doesn't hurt anymore, Lige, thank you!" He Muwan said politely.
There has never been any sense of hierarchy, He Muwan has always regarded Lige as a good sister, and she is grateful for Lige's careful care and concern.
"Niangniang is polite, this is what the slave and maid should do, if you say thank you, maybe the maid should tell the prince, if there is no high-quality gold sore medicine, no matter how light the slave's movements are, I am afraid that it will not be able to relieve the pain of the mother!"
At the mention of Bei Yingchen, He Muwan's heart couldn't help but sink, she really didn't know how to face him now.
Although he carried himself back from the palace, he still had a grudge against the morning's events, otherwise, he would not have sent himself back and left with a bottle of medicine.
It seems that using the way of compromising to win favor and let yourself have a reliance is still unrealistic for a person with a high heart like her, so let's take one step at a time in the future.
"Lige, you go out first, I want to be alone and quiet!" There was a knot in his heart, He Muwan commanded lightly.
"Then the slave and maid will not disturb the mother, the mother has a good rest, if there is anything, call the slave and maid at any time!" Lige knew that there were many things that she couldn't help, and everything had to be digested slowly by He Muwan herself.