Rong Yu hurriedly said: "Childe don't worry, the princess's injury is fine...... Just ......"

He frowned slightly, and didn't know how to speak: "It's just...... The princess's bloody garment had been on her body for a day and a night, and many of the wounds were glued and stained, and the wounds would be difficult to heal. The princess had to quickly change her clothes and clean the wounds again. ”

Wen Nian breathed a sigh of relief: "It's just a little thing, then hurry up and arrange a change." ”

Rong Yu Xindao Gongzi is usually someone else who says something he has thought of beyond three sentences, how can he be confused when he encounters the princess, he is a little helpless to explain: "There is no maid in our courtyard......" He asked tentatively: "Why don't you go to Lord Wen to find a maid to come back?" But how do you explain it to Lord Wen? We never ...... in our yard."

Before he could finish speaking, Wen Nian interrupted: "No need, I'll ...... it."

Rong Yuzheng nodded in agreement, and suddenly raised his head to look at Wen Nian: "Huh? He felt that he might have misheard: "Childe, what did you say?" ”

"I said I'll come, you go and ask someone to boil water." Seeing that Rong Yu was so shocked that he didn't move, he said again: "Go quickly!" ”

"Yes, yes, Childe......" said Rong Yu and retreated.

Wen Nian added lightly: "Just prepare to come here directly." ”

Rong Yu: "......"

Wen Nian slowly sat on the edge of the bed, and tested the temperature of Yu Yao's forehead with the back of his hand, the needle that was applied just now should have played a role, and now she is not so hot. But she hadn't woken up yet, Wen Nian tried to roll up her sleeves, and found that the wound had been mixed with her clothes, and the flesh and blood were blurred with a slight pull.

How desperate Yu Yao must have been when he was injured by these injuries, thinking of this, he couldn't help but reach out and gently touch her cheek to comfort her, but when he first touched it, he was afraid that it would hurt her, so he withdrew his hand in a curtling manner, so hesitating that he himself felt that his behavior was quite funny, and he gently hooked the corners of his mouth while feeling distressed, as if as long as he could see her, he couldn't help but be happy.

After a while, the people carried the tub directly into the room and put the hot water in place.

There were only the two of them left in the room, and Wen Nian sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Yu Yao.

However, for a long time, he didn't make any movements, and when the Adam's apple slid down, he realized that he was still a big living person.

But if you don't move again, the water won't be hot, Wen Nian told himself repeatedly in his heart. He glanced at Yu Yao deeply, and as if he had made up his mind, he finally set about taking off her coat first.

Yu Yao's white middle coat was almost indistinguishable, looking at the bloodstains, Wen Nian's heart ached, and he forgot the original thought of "men and women don't kiss", he was extremely light, very careful, little by little, rolled her clothes and slowly retreated.

On several occasions, after undressing, the blood scab was also broken, and the blood re-stained her clothes and Wen Nian's bed. Although Yu Yao didn't speak, it hurt Wen Nian's heart every time.

Wen Nian slowly turned her over, there were more wounds on her back, almost every time she rolled up her clothes, there would be fresh wounds bursting, Wen Nian felt that her eyes were blurry, and she gritted her teeth and rubbed her eyes.

Yu Yao, who was in a coma, let out a few unconscious snorts because of the pain, and Wen Nian cracked and stopped the movements in his hands.

He closed his eyes deeply, his expression was extremely painful, and when he suppressed the anger and pity in his heart, he calmed down for a moment before he slowly opened his eyes again, and continued to peel off the clothes on her back little by little.

The smooth and delicate skin that should have belonged to the girl was mixed with new wounds and old scars at this moment, and the blood scabs and blood were no longer clear.

Wen Nian's slender and beautiful fingers gently perched on the skin on her back like butterflies, caressing those uneven wounds little by little, and then raising his hand, he looked at the blood stains on his fingertips, and clenched them tightly in the palm of his hand.