At this moment, his eyes turned cold and he looked at me coldly.

The fingers on his chest were already trembling a little, and I still said softly: "Your Highness has been running around for days and is tired, so the slave maid will serve His Highness to bathe first." ”

“……”

He didn't speak again, just looked at me, with a faint anger in his eyes, I was trembling by him, and subconsciously wanted to bow my head, but his chin was still lifted by him, and I was forced to look into his angry eyes.

"Yue Qingying," he said suddenly, as if gritting his teeth, "You don't let this palace be unbearable!" ”

"......" I looked at him in amazement, and before I could react, I felt his chin pinched so hard that I almost groaned in pain, and he had already turned around and lay on the edge of the pool without saying a word.

Touching my aching chin, I breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, it's over.

The huge pool was still rippling with the waves, and the scent of flowers and medicine was intertwined, and the smell of flowers and medicines was mixed all around me, perhaps because he leaned against the edge of the pool, and the whole bath became a little empty, and I stood in the center, because of the departure of the hot body, and I also felt a chill.

What can be relied on and can be close to is actually only the person in front of you.

I was still staring at him blankly, and he was already sullen: "Not yet?" ”

I cautiously walked over, as soon as I approached him, the hot feeling enveloped me again, my fingers trembled a little, I picked up the bath towel on the side, and gently wiped his back.

This seems to be the first time I have looked at his bare back, his figure is very good, with broad shoulders and narrow hips, tiger back and bee waist, tangled muscles appear extraordinarily strong and powerful, tight skin shines with honey color against the water, every inch looks so perfect, as if it contains incomparable strength, and will never be knocked down.

For some reason, I thought of another man, who also seemed to be never knocked down.

But now, the mountain that stood tall in the hearts of southerners is on the verge of collapse.

When I think of this, my heart is a little heavy.

Mu Hua said that the symptoms in my body are disappearing, but I haven't taken anything else except the medicine sent to Nancheng by the state government recently, what else will make me cure?

As I thought, I scrubbed his body and slowly onto his arm.

His arms are not as thick as those of the reckless men, but they are still very strong, and his wrists are very thin, perhaps because he often holds a pen and a sword, which is extraordinarily powerful.

At this moment, my eyes fell on his wrist, the scar.

It looked like a new wound, not yet fully scabbed, a finger long, this is - I was poisoned by the attack on the night of the fireworks display, passed out, and woke up in his arms the next morning, I remember when he went out, I saw a bandage around his wrist, could it be this wound.

By the way, I remembered.

Yang Yunhui once told me that he used his blood to detoxify me, could it be that this wound was left by him cutting his wrists and bleeding that night?

When I think of this, a wave of warmth wells up in my heart.

I held his wrist and looked at him slowly, he was lying there with his eyes closed and didn't look at me, but at this time he seemed to feel something, opened his eyes and looked at me, and then looked at his wrist, and immediately frowned, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

In the face of his anger, I had nothing to say, but gently approached and continued to scrub for him.