Back in the Demon Palace, Baisheng sent the ghost directly to visit her imperial brother Demon Emperor Dragon, but was stopped by the ghost.

"Wait, Baisheng, don't go to see my brother first, let me treat your injuries first, in addition to the scratched face, I don't know if you have internal injuries?" The ghost whispered to him to stop, and though he didn't say much, she couldn't rest assured.

"It's okay, I just hurt my face, don't make a fuss." Baisheng reluctantly put her down and asked her to check it.

"You come in with me and let me see. Come on, prepare the best trauma potpourri ointment. The ghost commanded the personal slave as he pulled Hundred Saints back to the side hall.

Pulling him to sit on the phoenix chair, she carefully groped around his body, "Hehe, ghost, why do you seem to have changed people, you didn't care so much about people before?" Baisheng was amused by her cautious actions, coupled with being overly nervous about him.

"I haven't changed, I just haven't shown it before. You, too, said that there were no other wounds, and here were also scratched, and the scratches were so deep. The ghost examined it, only to find that there were three wounds on his side that had been scratched by the ghost, and blood had soaked into it. Said angrily.

"It's just a skin injury, don't worry about it." Baisheng said with a chuckle.

"I don't want skin trauma, if it was stinky and handsome, I would have blown up my hair a long time ago." The ghost said.

"I'm not him......" Baisheng's face sank.

At this time, the personal slave came over with all kinds of high-quality external creams and bandages, and said, "Your Royal Highness, the ointment you want is here." ”

"Put it all down, you can go out." The ghost told the little slave to go out, not to get in the way of her and the space of the hundred saints.

"Yes, Your Highness Princess." The little slave went out with interest.

The ghost picked up what he had just said and said, "Of course you're not him, you're two people." One is an immortal and the other is a mortal. ”

"Are you thinking about him?" Baisheng couldn't help asking.

The ghost took the potpourri ointment, dipped his finger a little, gently smeared the wound for him, and said without thinking: "Of course I am concerned, and I have to walk so fast." ”

"You're blaming me......" Baisheng's tone was a little unhappy.

"Don't blame you, how can I blame you? Don't think about it. Does it still hurt when I apply the medicine? "The ghost drugged him carefully, and he didn't have the heart to think about anything.

"Well, it doesn't hurt." Baisheng said lightly.

"You, you are not allowed to send me away alone like this in the future, leaving yourself in danger, next time you do this, I will ignore you." The ghost put his hands on his shoulders, looked at him, and said earnestly.

"We'll see how it goes next time." Hundred Saints tapped her nose and said.

"Well, I'm going to visit my royal brother." The ghost turned around and left, but after a few steps, he couldn't help but unsteady on his feet, and he stepped on his dress and fell down.

Bang——!

"Gee, I hate that." She was embarrassed and threw up on the ground.

Baisheng hugged her sideways as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Let me take you like this, lest you fall dozens of times and not go to your imperial brother's bedroom." ”

"Whatever you want......" the ghost said a little stubbornly.

"Anyway, your body hasn't moved for a few months, and it is estimated that it will take a while to recover, but it's also good, so that you won't run around." Baisheng said.

"It's not good!"

They came to the Demon Emperor's dormitory.

The servants were all lined up, one by one, serving the Demon Emperor on the gorgeous pear wood bed.

The Demon Emperor's breath was weak, sometimes in a cold sweat, with a slight bead of sweat on his forehead, his body had lost a lot of weight, and his face was pale.

Seeing that his heart was worried, the ghost hurriedly got down from the Hundred Sage armband, threw himself in front of the Demon Emperor's bed, held his hand, and said worriedly: "Brother, I'm back, how are you?" What the hell is wrong with you? ”

The Demon Emperor opened his eyes slightly, and saw that the ghost was really brought back by the Hundred Sages, and his mood finally calmed down, and he wanted to get up and hug the ghost, but there was severe pain elsewhere in his body, he endured the pain and clenched the ghost's hand, so frightened that the ghost thought that he was dying, and shouted: "Quickly send the doctor and the servant to come over!" What are you doing, go now! ”

"Yes, Your Highness Princess." The little slaves hurried out to call for someone.

Baisheng grabbed one of the slaves a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Lord Demon Emperor, what happened after I left?" The body wasn't so serious before. ”

The little slave was afraid that the Demon Emperor would hear it, so he pulled the Hundred Saints to the side of the pillar and quietly explained: "Returning to Lord Shengzun, in fact, when Lord Demon Emperor went to bathe last night, he accidentally flashed to his waist, so it became like this, please don't say it." ”

After the little slave finished speaking, he left in a hurry, Baisheng helped his forehead, and looked a little helplessly at the ghost over there who was crying miserably guarding her brother, and he was embarrassed to go over and tell her that her brother just flashed to his waist.

"Brother, you have to hold on, the medical servant will be here soon." The ghost hugged the dragon and cried.

"Hey, don't, don't hold me like this, it hurts... Hiss! The Demon Emperor was pressed by her, and her waist hurt even more. Pat her on the back and get her up.

"Woo... Brother, you're like this, what kind of face do you care about? I'll give you a hug. Don't, if you're dead, I won't be able to hold you. The ghost refused to let go, but shook his body a few times, and the position where he wanted to flash before was made by her to hurt sharply.

"Ghosts! I'm not dead, don't shake me, it's painful for me. The Demon Emperor was fierce at her in pain.

"Brother, you scolded me, proving that you are still saved? Just hold this breath until the healer's attendant comes to heal you. Whining... Brother...", the ghost said with tears in his eyes.

The Demon Emperor was a little angry with her, rolled her eyes, and said helplessly: "I'm just sick, not serious enough to die, ghost, don't worry too much." With that, he touched her head.

"Aren't you sick to death? You looked like you were about to die just now, so I was scared to think that you really couldn't do it. Brother ......" the ghost lay on top of him and pouted.

"Who told you that I was dying? The way I looked just now, I just lay down for a long time and was a little weak. The Demon Emperor frowned and said.

"Hundred Saints said." The ghost looked in the direction of the hundred saints, and the hundred saints were nowhere to be found.

"Huh? Where is he? ”

"Why is this guy talking nonsense, really." The Demon Emperor grinds his teeth and says. He recalled that when he commanded the Hundred Saints, it was like this, even if I said that I was terminally ill, I would lie to my sister when she returned. But don't say I'm going to die. That's.

The medical servant came in a hurry, and he didn't know what the situation was, and said, "Lord Demon Emperor, has your back injury flashed again?" ”

Ignoring his own back injury, the Demon Emperor quickly pressed the ghost's ear, trying his best to prevent her from hearing what the medical servant said, although he pressed it faster, the ghost still heard it, and was already staring at him with the eyes of a dead fish.

"Brother, did you just flash to your waist?" The ghost said calmly.

"It's... I did flash to my waist......" Demon Emperor released his hand a little embarrassed.

"Even if you lie to me and say that you are seriously ill, and then ask Baisheng to forcibly bring me back!" After the ghost finished speaking, he got up from his side angrily and shook off his hand.

"I didn't lie to you, and I don't need to use illness to trick you back!" The Demon Emperor was also angry, it turned out that his sister was so reluctant to come back.

"Okay, then I'll go back and play!" The ghost's bad temper comes when it comes to it, and if you don't agree with it, you will leave.

She choked her breath and deliberately turned around, ready to count to three, and if the Demon Emperor didn't stop her, she would go out to see how he lost his temper.

After a while, there was a voice from behind, the voice of the Demon Emperor's panting, and the voice of the medical servant: "Lord Demon Emperor, what's wrong with you, you can't be angry, a moment of anger will increase the burden on your heart." Please calm your anger and calm down. ”

The ghost still couldn't help it, and immediately turned around, and saw the Demon Emperor pressing his chest, gritting his teeth and frowning, and breaking out in a cold sweat.

"Brother!" The ghost rushed back to his side, helping him to lean on his body, wanting to use spiritual power to help him relieve it, but the medical servant and attendant held down her approach, and said in a panic: "Your Royal Highness Princess, you must not use spiritual power to relieve it, the heart of the Demon Emperor will not be able to stand it." As long as he calms down, he will be fine for the time being, so Your Royal Highness Princess, don't be angry with him anymore. ”

"I know, brother, I listen to you for everything, don't be angry, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong, as soon as I heard that you are seriously ill, I rushed back immediately, it was not that Baisheng came back, everything was my own volition." The ghost rubbed his chest in a panic to calm his breath. Say what is half false and half true.

It took about twenty minutes for the Demon Emperor's aura to calm down. He leaned weakly into the ghostly embrace, tilting his head sideways and closing his eyes to recuperate.

"Brother, what do you think? Is it better? The ghost didn't stop rubbing his chest at all.

"My chest hurts, and my waist hurts......" Demon Emperor said with his eyes closed.

"Good, good... I also help you rub your waist, is it painful here? The ghost was super gentle and massaged his waist. I'm afraid I'll hurt him.

After rubbing it for a long time, the Demon Emperor opened his eyes slightly, and said with a little grievance in his eyes: "Aren't you angry with me?" ”

"No, how can I really be angry with my brother? I just lied to you. I love my brother the most. The ghost hugged the Demon Emperor Dragon, kissed his cheek, pressed against his face, and said.

"Hmph, I'll forgive you this time." The Demon Emperor touched her face and said.

"Brother, what's going on with your heart? When did this begin. How do you need to be healed? The ghost asked him worriedly.

"Well, this is caused by the accumulation of work and illness, plus you have been angry for a long time. Don't be angry, I'll be fine. The Demon Emperor said lightly. It's as if his condition isn't serious at all.

"Don't be kidding, in short, you just recuperate quietly, take care of your body, and leave everything to me to do in the work of the Demon City, you are not allowed to work, do you know?" The ghost hugged him dotingly and said seriously.