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In anger, he saw Yuan Qingling raise a razor, and he asked angrily, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Shaving, how can you disinfect and heal if you don't shave?" Yuan Qingling patted his leg, "Feel a little separated." ”

Yu Wenhao only felt that the blood in his whole body rushed to his head, and his ears were buzzing, and he was about to explode.

The sound of a razor scraping through flesh was heard, and the furry thing fell, sweeping across the thighs, and the touch everywhere was humiliating.

Yuan Qingling was actually very helpless in his heart.

Would she like to see it? Would you like to shave him? Would you like to take care of his wounds there?

But if he loses his melon because of the infection, she can't explain it to the emperor or herself.

Although even if he is a melon, he is also to blame.

The wound was very lucky, he just avoided the major artery of the thigh, and rubbed it from the side, the wound was very deep, I don't know what method to use to stop the bleeding, it should be that he poured the hemostatic powder himself, because there was sticky powder next to it.

Also, if you go a little further in the middle, you will inevitably chop things off diagonally.

If it is chopped off, it is really good, the root of all evil.

She thought and secretly glanced up at Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao swung his fist over, Yuan Qingling hurriedly retracted his head, and at a glance saw that his face was as red as firecracker skin.

"Still need stitches!" After Yuan Qingling was disinfected, he was authentic.

"No!" Yu Wenhao refused and slowly leaned closer to his legs, but Yuan Qingling had already taken a step forward with his hand and did not allow him to merge his legs.

Yu Wenhao felt his hair stand on end, and one by one he was scorched with anger.

"Alright then!" Yuan Qingling picked up the medicine box, found out the anesthesia that was applied, and said, "I'll give you some hemostatic medicine, which can promote the wound to heal as soon as possible." ”

"Move smart!" Yu Wenhao glared.

After applying it, Yuan Qingling raised his head and asked, "Do you feel that this wound doesn't hurt anymore?" ”

Yu Wenhao felt a little, and it really didn't hurt anymore, but he didn't want to admit it, and said stiffly: "Who said it doesn't hurt?" Do you think your medicine is that magical? ”

Yuan Qingling knew that he had a hard mouth, so he didn't care about him, took out a needle and threaded it, and said, "I was anesthetized and started stitches." ”

"Yuan Qingling!" Yu Wenhao roared angrily, damn it, will this ugly girl still deceive people?

The stitches that day hurt so much that his teeth were about to be crushed, and now the place where he had to stitch was the most painful place in his body, and she wanted his life.

"Okay, don't sew, but you have to scrape the pus off, it should be okay, right?" Yuan Qing Ling said.

Yu Wenhao stopped his anger at this time, watched her bury her head, and thought that if the pain hit her for a while, he would directly kick her over.

Yuan Qingling was actually stitching.

The anesthetic is applied, and if the action is fast, it can be done before the anesthetic wears off.

The door was pushed open with a thud.

Xu walked in like a whirlwind.

The curtain was lifted, and at a glance, his whole person froze, very firmly, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Lord Tang said that the prince needed someone to take care of him at night, so he came to keep vigil, and when he wanted to come in and report it first, he saw the princess buried her head under the prince.

"Don't get out yet!" Yu Wenhao also seemed to have been struck by lightning, and he was furious after a few seconds.

Xu ran out like a ghost, and after a while, he ran back and closed the door.

No one heard the howl in his heart, and the woman took advantage of the prince's injury.

Yuan Qingling was the most stable in the audience.

After finishing the stitches steadily, he said, "Okay, the stitches are done." ”

Sewn up? She's stitching again!

His hands hung limply, and he didn't want to say a word anymore.

Yuan Qingling cleaned up the scene, he turned his head sideways and watched Yuan Qingling splash things on the ground, wisps of black hair...... Hair.

He had to kill a few people before he could vent his hatred.

However, now I can only endure it, and if I can't bear it, I will mess with it...... Scheme.

The next thing was that no one spoke.

Yuan Qingling fell asleep on his stomach.

In the dream, she was chased and killed, all the way to the sword, she hid in Tibet, and was finally driven into a dead end, a big knife was raised, she looked through the fingers that covered her face, and saw Yuwen Hao's hideous face.

With a slash, blood splattered on her face, and she screamed and woke up.

There was a wet feeling on my face, and when I reached out and wiped it, it was all water.

She looked up and saw Yu Wenhao holding a bowl in his hand, the mouth of the bowl was facing down, and the bowl was empty.

His face was smug and sinister.

There was always a bowl of water at the head of the bed, so that he could drink it when he was thirsty.

Yuan Qingling was very angry, she worked hard to serve him and treat him, but instead of thanking him, she was teased by him.

However, she didn't show any anger, but looked at him with pity, "It's really pitiful, the prince of the palace, and he has destroyed countless enemies, and now he can only take revenge by pouring water on me, a little woman." ”

Yuwen Hao's eyes were angry, he raised his hand, and the bowl smashed towards her.

The bowl did not fall on Yuan Qingling's body, but on his own head.

The bowl was slippery, he didn't have enough strength, and he looked like he was smashed out, but in fact, he just let go.

The bowl smashed on the bridge of his nose, and tears came out of his eyes in pain.

Embarrassed and embarrassed.

The corners of Yuan Qingling's mouth twitched, and he picked up the bowl and walked out.

"Hahahaha", outside the door, Yuan Qingling laughed so much that his wounds almost burst.

Inside, Yu Wenhao rubbed the bridge of his nose, and his whole body trembled, "I'm angry with this king!" ”

At the beginning of the morning, the sky revealed a faint orange red, and the clouds were slowly dyed.

Xu Yi squatted outside last night and fell asleep in a daze.

Woken up by Yuan Qingling's wild laughter, he rubbed his eyes and looked at Yuan Qingling who was smiling with a little deformation in fright, "Princess...... Are you alright? ”

Yuan Qingling's face turned red with a smile, even if he stopped laughing, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows flew, and he patted Xu Yi's shoulder, "Xu Yi, go in and take care of the prince, he ...... Life is a little bitter! ”

After Xu Yi watched her say this, he let out a demonic laugh again, which frightened him and hurriedly fled into the house.

"Get out!"

He came out in a gray state, his face black and gray.

Yuan Qingling didn't go in, walked out, walked to the lake, and looked at the orange and red giant circle slowly jumping out of the sky.

Watching the sunrise always makes people feel alive and full of vitality.

After death, the grief of leaving the family is slowly pressed down by the sunrise, pressed into an inconspicuous place, almost untouchable.

Maybe it was the sunrise, or maybe it was Fang Cai's wild laughter, which made her feel that she had finally lived a normal life for a few minutes.

What is there to be afraid of under the sun?

She stopped by the lake for more than half an hour.

It wasn't until she felt the sun glare that she slowly withdrew her gaze.

Tang Yang walked quickly and said in a deep voice: "Princess, Father-in-law Mu Ru is here." ”

Yuan Qingling turned his head and looked at Tang Yang's slightly dignified face, "Father-in-law Mu Ru? ”

"Father-in-law Mu Ru is the chief manager of the emperor's side."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Qingling knew that he had always been calm, but now he seemed to be frightened when he saw him, Mu Ru's father-in-law was not good.