Xu Ying's heart was not divided, and she glared at Mo Shihuan for a long time.

At this moment, the maid came up to serve the food again, and walked to Xu Ying's side with a bowl of soup, Xu Ying looked at Zhuo Chen and Mo Shihuan's intimate appearance, and her heart was even more angry, her eyes looked at the maid who was putting the soup, and deliberately raised her hand suddenly.

The hot soup rolled down the back of her hand, and Xu Ying screamed, covering the red dot the size of a fingernail on her hand and snorting.

"Ahh I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the slave deserves death. The maid covered her hot hand, which was suddenly densely foamed, and quickly knelt down.

She didn't know what Xu Ying was going to do, but as a subordinate, could she not understand that no matter what Xu Ying was going to do, was it all wrong with herself?

She looked at Xu Ying with tears in her eyes, and everyone's eyes fell on Xu Ying at this time, Xu Ying glanced at her, and said disdainfully: "You stand aside, you do things carelessly!" ”

The maid stepped aside, bowing her head and holding back tears.

Xu Ying was falling with tears at the moment, she threw herself to Zhuo Chen's side, raised her slender jade hand and said aggrievedly: "Brother Liangwang, it hurts so much." ”

King Wu was also amused when he saw it, so he deliberately frowned and reprimanded: "Look, Ying'er is hurt, you still have this attitude, how can you say that she is also your cousin, and you don't know how to pay more attention to her." ”

Mo Shihuan was eating happily at the moment, raised his eyebrows, and felt that this King Wu was also funny, Zhuo Chen's cousin was not his sister of King Wu? Why didn't I see him arrange a seat for Xu Ying?

Zhuo Chen put down his chopsticks, glanced at the wound on Xu Ying's hand and said, "It doesn't seem to be a big deal, if it's really something, you go to the imperial doctor!" ”

Xu Ying looked at Mo Shihuan angrily and muttered, "Isn't she just a person who treats people?" ”

King Wu also echoed Xu Ying at this moment, and the blame in his tone became more obvious: "Yes, isn't Miss Mo, the future princess, practicing medicine?" Why, you can't bear a little burn? ”

Mo Shihuan was about to speak, Zhuo Chen picked up the chopsticks again, intently sandwiched the food for her, and raised his voice: "It's a small burn, so I can't bear it, she has been too tired recently, and such a small injury also let her come to see, and if she is tired, where can I go to find a doctor?" ”

These words blocked King Wu and Xu Ying for a while, and the people present naturally did not think that King Liang was blocking King Wu's words, but deeply felt King Liang's attitude of protecting his wife.

Mo Shihuan glanced at Xu Ying, who was stunned beside the table dust, and felt that the scene was so deadlocked, it was indeed not good.

And Zhuo Chen's words, when they fell in the ears of others, they were protecting his wife, and in the ears of King Wu, it was a proper provocation, what if he offended King Wu in advance?

So Mo Shihuan put down the chopsticks with some reluctance, took out a box of ointment from his body, and said: "There is no time to practice medicine, although it is a small injury, if the girl's family has a scar, it will not look good, this is fortunately, the injury does not fall on the face, otherwise the skin of the face, I am afraid that it will have to be thicker." ”

"You!" Xu Ying heard the ridicule in her words, and was about to refute, but her hand was already grabbed by Mo Shihuan.

Pinching the girl's soft and glutinous hands, Mo Shihuan gently wiped the ointment on the burns, and couldn't help but sigh that the young lady of this big family in ancient times had really good skin.

Xu Ying glanced at her suspiciously, the scald cream on her hand was really different from the one used in the past, the scald cream used on weekdays was refreshing and cool.

She caught a glimpse of the black and swarthy thing in the box of ointment in Mo Shihuan's hand, and couldn't help but exclaim: "What are you, the black and shady are so ugly, it's not the scald cream that is commonly used on weekdays!" You're not trying to hurt me! ”

Mo Shihuan didn't bother to pay attention to her, and beckoned to the maid standing aside, the maid walked to Mo Shihuan's side and knelt down, Mo Shihuan looked at the dense blister on the back of the maid's hand, and felt distressed in his heart: "It's really hard for you, I endured it for a long time without crying pain." ”

She gently wiped the ointment on the maid's hand, and after rubbing it for a while, the maid couldn't help but be surprised: "Why, why are the blisters gone!" ”

She exclaimed, everyone looked over, Xu Ying looked down at her hand, and the red place had subsided.

And the burn on the maid's hand is also fading at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon there will be only a shallow trace, Mo Shihuan glanced at it and said: "Your burn is more serious, although there are still some traces, but it will be better soon." ”

An adult next to him couldn't help but exclaim: "Old man, I have lived for fifty or sixty years, but I have never seen such an effective scalding ointment!" ”

"yes, yes, that's amazing, isn't it?" Everyone couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

King Wu was also shocked by the effect of the heroine's medicine, and couldn't help asking: "This king has never seen such a medicine in the imperial doctor, what kind of magical thing is this, and where does it come from?" ”

Seeing that King Wu asked, Mo Shihuan glanced at Zhuo Chen and replied: "Back to King Wu, this is developed by the courtiers themselves, there is actually an ancient method for treating scalds, boiling eggs, taking their yellow and boiling them into oil, which is quite effective in treating scalds. ”

Mo Shihuan looked at Xu Ying and said, "The oil from the egg yolk is boiled, it is such a black and swarthy thing, ugly, but effective, right?" ”

Xu Ying looked at her flawless hand, and didn't know what to say for a while, so she had to say a little unconvinced: "Thank you." ”

When everyone heard Mo Shihuan's words, they were even more amazed.

And King Wu looked at Mo Shihuan meaningfully at the moment, and became more interested in this woman.

Zhuo Chen drank a sip of wine, caught a glimpse of King Wu staring at Mo Shihuan's eyes, and suddenly felt extremely unhappy in his heart, and got up directly and said, "I am not feeling well today, so I will leave first." ”

After speaking, without waiting for King Wu to react, Zhuo Chen took Mo Shihuan and walked out of here.

Mo Shihuan said a little unhappily: "I haven't eaten enough!" I didn't see it, except for your face being a little bad, there was any discomfort on your body! ”

"The cooks are coming, just go back and eat." Zhuo Chen replied helplessly.

When he returned to the mansion and watched Mo Shihuan swagger away, Feiying fell from the roof at this moment, walked to Zhuo Chen's side and reported: "King Liang, after investigation, there are frequent visions all over the wilderness, and I suspect that the princess-to-be is investigating those visions." ”

Zhuo Chen nodded and waved his hand to let Feiying go down, although Mo Shihuan refused to admit it to his death, Zhuo Chen still had doubts about her identity.

He couldn't help but think in a daze, what kind of relationship those visions had with Mo Shihuan, why did she be so curious.