Xue Hainiang picked up the porcelain bottle tremblingly, took out the cork, poured the medicinal powder on the wound finely, and then tore off a skirt and gently tied it.

If it is really because Nan Shuke has a wound infection and will have sequelae in the future, then the gains really outweigh the losses.

After the wound was treated, she fastened the sandalwood door tightly before she walked to the inner room and peeked into the tub.

She has always liked to collect flower petals in early spring, dry them in the sun and store them in a brocade box for bathing and hand cleaning in the future.

The brightly colored rose petals on the calm water still exude an alluring fragrance, so much so that the smell of rust belonging to blood in the water is completely overshadowed.

"People are gone, get up. Xue Hainiang pondered for a moment, staring sideways at the water surface that had never had the slightest ripple, and seemed to call casually.

After the sound, there was still no movement in the water, Xue Hainiang's heart sank, thinking if it was not that this Qinghui King was not good at water, so he was ...... in the water Suffocated to death, right?

Tsk, in this way, didn't she indirectly kill the prince of a dynasty?!

Xue Hainiang walked to the bathtub and opened the petals with her hands, faintly seeing a strand of hair floating up and down in the water, Xue Hainiang grabbed him a wisp of green silk and lifted it, and only let go when the white and delicate face was exposed to the air, letting him lean against the wall of the barrel.

"Is the prince okay?" Xue Hainiang asked tentatively.

couldn't get the other party's response, and couldn't see the other party's reaction, Xue Hainiang frowned, and couldn't care about the side for a while, so she reached out and poked under his nose, feeling worried.

She vaguely remembered that in the previous life, although this invincible prince who fought on the battlefield when he was a teenager was later persecuted by Nan Jiuxi and died at the age of thirty, but now, no matter how she looks, the man in front of her with a light face and creamy skin is only in his early twenties...... Does this mean that he shouldn't have died at this time?

The warm breath gushed through her cool fingertips.

Xue Hainiang breathed a sigh of relief, if this prince was really drowned in her bath water, this joke would be bigger, and it would really be difficult for the people of the Southern Dynasty to not have to endure the hardships of the war because of King Qinghui.

Seeing that he was not in danger of his life, Xue Hainiang had time to look at King Qinghui who was soaking in his bathwater, and I have to say that this King Qinghui's figure is really good, especially at this moment, the soaked ink-colored dark flower brocade outlines his broad shoulders and narrow buttocks to the fullest, which is extremely attractive.

He looked around closely, but he didn't see any signs of blood oozing from the inky brocade.

In desperation, Xue Hainiang could only remove his soaked ink-colored brocade, leaving only his shirt and silk pants tightly wrapped around his sturdy body.

The drops of his hair still drooped down, touching the seductive tear moles in the corners of his eyes, across his delicately cut jaws, over his delicate and sensual collarbones, and into his silk clothes.

Xue Hainiang was stunned for a while, she only knew that sexy and delicate could be used to describe a woman's collarbone, but she never thought that one day, she would subconsciously use this word on a man.

Although Nan Shuke did not have serious injuries on his body, there were many small wounds on his arms, legs, and waist, as well as sword scratches, and the scars were slightly white due to the long immersion time.

Xue Hainiang couldn't help frowning, his scar would not make people unconscious.

In this situation, Xue Hainiang can only secretly regret that she never pestered her mother to study medical science when she was a child, if it weren't for the fact that she felt that medical skills were useless in the past, and she had something to find a doctor, and now she would not know how useful medical skills are at a critical juncture.

Although in her previous life, she already knew later that the most vicious, the most hidden, and the most meticulous killing method in the world is to lose blood without seeing blood. It's a pity that at that time, what she secretly learned was only to harm people, not to save people!

"Hmm—did he say that he would be responsible for me when his life was safe?" Xue Hainiang rubbed her jaw with one hand, her obsidian-like eyes faintly hinting at imperceptible cunning.

In this era, what a man says about being responsible for a woman is not just repayment, but involves marriage......

Is she going to go from a mere humble palace maid to a famous nobleman?

Putting down her playfulness, Xue Hainiang looked at him fixedly, her ink pupils narrowed slightly, and she was thinking about how to deal with her, a person who knew nothing about medical science, how to deal with this unconscious man who was not awake and looked outside but was not seriously injured.

Could it be poisoning?

Even if he is poisoned, what kind of poison is in his body?

That's it, even if she knew what poison he had been in, there was no cure for her, she couldn't risk being detected by the imperial guards and take him to the hospital......

Since there is nothing to do, then His Royal Highness King Qinghui, you can only resign yourself to fate.

After thinking for a long time, Xue Hainiang already vaguely showed the answer in her heart, lowered her eyes, did not look at his sturdy physique faintly exposed due to the wet silk clothes, stepped forward and wrapped his weak and lowered arms around his chest, the slender back seemed to be endowed with infinite potential, and she dragged Nan Shuke up and dragged her to the collapse, looking at his silk clothes clinging to the texture, with a cloud-like ink sideburns spread on the side of her cheeks, and sighed in a long voice, walked out of the screen, and found a square scarf to fold back.

Gently walked to the front of the collapse, first put the square scarf that was taken off the screen at random on the couch, carefully removed Nan Shuke's silk clothes and silk pants, and carefully wiped the water droplets on his body.

The slender hand holding the square scarf trembled slightly, but the cheeks that were as white as jade seemed to be smeared with the glow of the sun, and they were clammy and cold when they touched it.

I don't know if he has been hiding for too long, which makes his body cold, or if she is embarrassed that her jade hands are already red, and the food seems to be lower than her body temperature......

It stands to reason that she served Nan Jiuxi in her previous life, and she is also familiar with the structure of men's textures, and counting the years she has experienced in her previous life, she can be regarded as Nan Shuke's elder, but now she is just wiping her body for him, but she really doesn't know how to start, and she is shy in addition to panic.

He estimated that he wiped all over his body, except for his private parts, and his red fruit body was no longer stained with a drop of water.

Wen Wen walked to the screen, and took off the silk clothes and pants that he had just taken off for him and hung, but he didn't want to touch his hands when it was still wet and cold, and in desperation, Xue Hainiang had to turn over a set of obscene clothes and pants that she was wearing close to her in the box, and forcibly suppressed the urge to laugh, and walked to the edge of the collapse.

At this moment, she could already imagine the appearance of Nan Shuke lying on the couch weakly in her women's obscene clothes and pants, and she didn't know if he would be angry and angry when he woke up and looked at the bronze mirror.

When Nan Shuke put on her obscene clothes and pants, the scene in front of her made Xue Hainiang can't help but laugh out loud, her clear and tactful voice is like a silver bell in the wind, fortunately, it has not woken up the person who collapsed.

The smile arc raised at the corner of his lips gradually stiffened, but there was no trace of a smile in his beautiful eyes, if Nan Shuke was not poisoned, and the external injuries were not fatal, then what was the reason for him to be unconscious?

Leaning back on Nan Shuke, he slowly sat with his knees crossed, looking at the cold moon in the sky through the window, for some reason, Xue Hainiang's heart hesitated for a while.