Just watched like that, the little princess beat Yan Qi under the bed like that bear, Yan Qi didn't dare to resist?

But Yan Zheng is distressed after all, adhering to the principle that everything her daughter says is right, she doesn't look at Yan Qi under the bed, and takes the crying and bleeding girl out from under the bed.

"Good, Yiyi, come, let my father see the little hands, and my father will immediately call the imperial doctor to come and bandage you, as for Yan Qi"

As he spoke, Yan Zheng's gaze fell on Mu Sangyu's body.

Over there, Mu Sangyu had already burrowed his head under the bed, stretched out a hand, and wanted to drag Yan Qi out inside, and scolded and scolded: "You little rabbit cub, you are capable, you dare to bully your sister Yiyi, look at the palace without beating you all over the ground looking for teeth!" ”

Yan Qi: ""

Mama Bai: ""

Yan An: ""

I suddenly found that the little prince was so pitiful

Yan Qi learned to be smart this time, and saw that his mother's face was very unkind and fierce, so he began to follow Yan Yiyi's example, shrunk himself in the corner and squatted, looking at Mu Sangyu with a tigerish face.

He finally understood now why Yan Yiyi was also hiding inside, it turned out to be to avoid his father and mother.

This is indeed a very good way to dodge, because there is only room for him and Yan Yiyi under the bed, and no matter how big it is, it will not be able to enter.

is like the queen mother, he can only see the queen's fierce face now, reaching out to him and trying to drag him, but the bed is too big to drag him at all.

Mu Sangyu's thoughts were all on Yan Yiyi's injured hand, and when she saw that she couldn't drag him, she didn't care about him anymore.

got up and went straight to Yan Yiyi.

Yan Yiyi, the little chubby paw, has shed the most blood in her life today.

It's true.

The most of the kind.

Yan An had already hurriedly ordered someone to summon the imperial doctor.

Yan Zheng hugged his daughter, and breathed on her bleeding paws in distress.

"Yiyi, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, my father doesn't hurt if he blows"

Hearing this as if it was the baby's tone, the corners of Yan Yiyi's mouth twitched.

The crying stopped.

Just look at the big tyrant hanging his head there, giving her a gentle blow on the wound on his hand.

Facts have proved that the imperial doctor on the side of Kunning Palace is still more reliable than the imperial doctor on the side of Fuhua Palace.

Whether it was bandaging or using medicine, she was really careful, and she didn't hurt Yan Yiyi, and Yan Yiyi was barely satisfied with the whole process this time.

Seeing that Yan Yiyi's wound was bandaged, it was the time when the gauze was untied, and it was still shocking to see the blood-drenched little paws inside.

Mu Sangyu alone was distressed, and held her wrapped little paws and blew on her: "What the hell is going on?" Why did you hurt so badly? ”

On the way back, she only cared about asking if Yan Yiyi's injury was serious, whether she was crying or not, and she didn't ask about Yan Yiyi's injury there and for what reason.

I haven't had time to ask, but I only faintly heard that it is over there in the Fuhua Palace?

On weekdays, her relationship with the Fuhua Palace is not close, and the relationship is not very good, too, the women in this harem, no matter what their identity is, and who they are, share a husband with other women, even if this heart is big, it is impossible to make any good friends in this harem.

However, compared to Changchun Palace, her Kunning Palace and Fuhua Palace are a little better, and there are not so many bitter hatreds.