Hearing her ask, Rong Xin was stunned for a moment, unconsciously reached out and touched the injured part of his face, and immediately put it down, suppressed the weirdness in his heart, lowered his eyes and shook his head slightly, "...... It doesn't hurt. ”

He didn't expect that this person's attention had never been on him from beginning to end, and now that he was so drunk that he could still notice the wound on his face.

Mo Jiuhua smiled, the whole person stood staggeringly, reached out and took out the small cloth bag on his waist, took out a small bottle inside, and then raised his eyes, "Let's go, go back to the room." ”

Let's go, go back to our room......

Why is this sentence so weird? It's like a husband saying to his wife...... Ahh

Rong Xin helped her as she walked, her face changed, and she scolded herself.

What kind of nonsense are you thinking?!

He and this eunuch??

If you want to compare him, he should also be a husband, and this eunuch is a wife......

Phew!! What's that?!!

Realizing that he was actually following the words of this eunuch, Rong Xin's face turned red, not shy, but annoyed.

There was a "squeak" and the mahogany door was pushed open.

Rong Xin wanted to help her go directly to the bedside and help her sleep, so that she didn't have to deal with her anymore, but she was dragged by the other party and sat at the table.

"Nine thousand years old, the concubine still helps you rest ......."

Before Rong Xin finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mo Jiuhua, who was drunk and hazy, stretched out a finger.

"Shh

Looking at the person in front of him who was red due to drunkenness, Rong Xin was rarely stunned, and he had a feeling of being overwhelmed when facing a person for the first time.

In particular, the man sat in front of him, staring at him directly, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"Nine, nine thousand years old......"

"Don't ...... Move, I'll ...... for you Irrigation! ”

Rong Xin's eyes widened as she opened the medicine bottle, poured the powder into her fingertips, and then watched her reach over and get closer and closer to her face.

Rong Xin's body stiffened for a moment, and after reacting, the conditioned reflex was to hide.

However, before he could dodge, Mo Jiuhua's other hand pressed the back of his head very domineeringly, so that he could no longer hide.

Rong Xin, who has never been so close to people, is tense to the extreme.

Suddenly, a cold sensation hit his face, the scratch, and he was caught off guard.

Is that...... The hands of the people in front of her, and the powder in her hands......

Rong Xin looked at her obviously intoxicated, but she tried hard to give herself the medicine, and her heart beat suddenly to prevent a beat.

…… This man has drunk so much wine, why are his hands so cold?

Rong Xin's thoughts, unconsciously, floated with the hand that roamed on his face.

His expression was in a trance for a moment, and he only felt that he hadn't noticed that this eunuch was so good-looking......

Wait, eunuchs??!

These two words made Rong Xin come back to his senses instantly.

When he realized that he was actually distracted by the appearance of this eunuch, Rong Xin's face couldn't help but turn red, annoyed!

Damn/damn it! What kind of mess is he thinking??!

Rong Xin's hands on both sides clenched and loosened, loosened and tightened, deeply suppressing the urge to push the person in front of him away.

His heart fluctuated for a while, and Rong Xin finally made up his mind in anger.

It's all to blame for this death/eunuch/prison! It's okay to look so demonic/sinful?!!

Mo Jiuhua, who read his inner thoughts: "......"

In these years, it's also a sin to look good??