Jiang Wumian clasped her hand tightly,

"Ye Qingwan, you-" Before he could speak, Ye Qingwan's other hand had already ripped off his belt, because it was the middle of the night, so Jiang Wumian was already wearing less, and at this time, his clothes were completely loosened - gone——!

I don't know if it was because of anger or shame, a faint flush rose on Jiang Wumian's cheeks, and his voice soared suddenly: "Ye! Clear! Wan! Ye Qingwan looked at Feng Lin,

"Where's the ointment?" Feng Lin went to get the ointment with his hands and feet.

"Turn over."

"Get out, this king doesn't want to smear the medicine today." Ye Qingwan stared at Jiang Wumian for a long time, and when he saw that he still didn't make any moves to turn around, his eyebrows frowned slightly,

"I don't like wayward patients." Then, Ye Qingwan turned Jiang Wumian over by himself, and his strength was so great that it was shocking.

Jiang Wumian, who was turned over inexplicably, almost fainted, she had better not wait until his internal strength recovered, otherwise, she would definitely regret what she did today.

Whip marks were all over his back, Ye Qingwan squinted his eyes, and gently medicated him. After quickly taking the medicine, Ye Qingwan pulled his clothes over his body and said, "Sleep on your stomach tonight." Feng Lin stood aside and silently opened his eyes.

The prince of his family has always been willful and reckless, never allowing anyone to disobey him, indifferent and cruel, this is the first time to see him so deflated.

Feng Lin sent Ye Qingwan out of the hall, lowered his voice and said, "Miss Ye, I have a reluctant request below." ”

"In that case, then don't please, I don't want to hear it." Feng Lin: "......" She's really taking revenge, right?

Feng Lin caught up with Ye Qingjuan's footsteps in three or two steps, the moonlight sprinkled on the corridor, and the moonlight on the ground stretched her figure slender.

"Miss Ye, please make sure to make the medicine sweet tomorrow, the prince has never taken bitter medicine, he doesn't like it." Jiang Wumian doesn't like bitter things, which is something that the whole Yunling City knows.

"Is he a child?" Have a sweet tooth? Feng Lin's expression was a little tangled, Ye Qingwan glanced at him,

"Got it." -Following. Because of Jiang Wumian's own taste, Ye Qingwan changed the prescription again, and several medicines that were too bitter were replaced, and the boiling process was even more laborious, and if the heat was not mastered well, the effect of the medicine could not be brought into play.

She took the medicine to the Fusu Temple. Seeing Ye Qingwan, Jiang Wumian's face sank immediately. Ye Qingwan handed him the medicine and said a simple and neat word: "Drink." Jiang Wumian frowned and took a sip, unexpectedly not as bitter as last night, he quickly finished drinking the medicine.

"I didn't expect that Miss Yan, who has always been a gentleman, has such superb medical skills, if your parents know about it, do you think they will regret it?" Ye Qingwan replied to him lightly: "Shouldn't the prince worry about his body first?" Jiang Wumian said lightly: "This king should be worried about his body, but this king must first determine how long you can live." ”

"At this point, the prince can rest assured, as long as the prince is willing to cooperate with me, don't be too willful, not only can you be safe, but there will be no problem with detoxifying the prince."

"You're confident?" The corners of Jiang Wumian's mouth couldn't help twitching, he was willful? How dare she say it.

"Don't hide it from the prince, in fact, before I came to the palace, I only studied medical skills for three months."

"What did you say!" Jiang Wumian was stunned, and immediately gritted his teeth and sneered: "What do you think of this king!" ”