Wuchen quickly brought the medicine box, looked at the bloody piece behind Feng Xiaoxiao without worry, and couldn't help frowning: "The prince really doesn't pity the jade, how can he hurt the young lady like this?"

Uh, what does that mean?

Wuchen looked worry-free: "Sister, why is it about the prince?"

"Children's families, don't ask, it's an adult's business." Worry-free is quite like a sister at this time, but what she said is really misleading.

"Don't worry, don't talk nonsense, I scratched it myself." Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but explain that the two sisters were also eager to match her and Mo Ziye together every day, so it was better not to let them have too many fantasies.

I didn't want to smile and said: "Okay, okay, the slave knows, otherwise the young lady won't come back in the prince's robe, but I won't talk nonsense."

Yes, the more you depict it, the darker it gets.

Feng Xiaoxiao simply shut up, this kind of thing, the more she explains, the more certain she is, she might as well save her tongue.

Let the sisters help themselves to the bed and lie down to smear her with medicine, and let them think about their guesses.

"Miss, do you say that ancestral wound medicine is still there, and the previous wound didn't leave any scars." Worry-free looked at her smooth back, except for the broken skin and bleeding in the middle, it was no longer obvious that she had suffered a serious injury before.

Feng Xiaoxiao sighed: "Yes, on the table."

Because it was inconvenient to enter the space in front of others, Feng Xiaoxiao actually put a little common medicine in the room, which was also prepared for Li and others.

But when she first came to this world, she remembered that she was covered in injuries, and she didn't want to accept this scrap body at all, when she was injured, she was still

I also think it's to help others deal with their wounds, so as not to leave scars on good girls.

Now, she has fully accepted this body and truly regarded it as her own, so she will see it the same as in her previous life.

Counting the days, she came to this world in early spring, and now it is the end of autumn, and there is also a ** month of time, from a waste material to a sixth-level spiritual power female leader, step by step, she has experienced a lot, and her mentality has also changed a lot.

At least, in the twenty-third century, if she fell in love in time, she would not be so kind to that person, nor would she play some tricks to make Huang Qinglian and Feng Lingyue turn against each other.

Although she is not tired of cheating, she will only focus on the overall situation, and these infighting in the house have never been something she can look down on.

But here, she has also learned some feminine softness, and she can even pinch the psychology of women to fight with them very well, and I don't know if this is a kind of progress or regression?

Feng Xiaoxiao tilted his head and thought about it seriously, has he learned to fight in the house, is it also a new skill?

Anyway, it's a good thing that you don't have a lot of skills.

"Miss, you're seriously injured, should this banquet be rescheduled?" Wu Wu didn't know that Feng Xiaoxiao's thoughts had drifted away, and he only cared about her injuries.

Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment after hearing this, but took back his thoughts: "If you can't get out of the line of fire with a minor injury, how can you strike for such a small injury?"

Worry-free and dust-free looked at each other, and they didn't seem to understand Feng Xiaoxiao's words.

"The injury is not serious, the medicine is rubbed, it is just a banquet, and it is not a fight, killing and killing, and it is not in the way." Feng Xiaoxiao got up and looked at them with a confused look, knowing that they didn't understand, so he quickly explained again. The first war concubine: The prince should be sober

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