Mu Zhao didn't know the twists and turns in his heart, and he didn't care.

She wiped Yun Wuluo's armpits, and then wiped the back of his ears and neck.

After wiping it all, I looked at the lower part of his body and made a difficulty.

The correct way is to wipe the root of the leg, but now, it obviously doesn't work.

Mu Zhao asked the palace maids to put the towel soaked in cold water on top of Yun Wuluo's head, and she moved to Yun Wuluo's feet and grabbed his feet.

Yun Wuluo's eyelids twitched a few times.

Ying Wuchen was shocked, "Jun...... Princess. ”

The other palace maids and eunuchs also hurriedly persuaded her, "County Lord, I can't help it, this foot is ........"

Mu Zhao asked, "What?" I don't deserve to touch his feet? ”

"No," a palace maid who looked like a steward stood up, "the slave and maid feel that touching his feet has insulted you, the county lord." ”

"He's my fiancé."

Mu Zhao only replied with one sentence, and began to wipe Yun Wuluo's feet.

Ying Wuchen was stunned and then smiled.

He finally understood why a person like Yun Wuluo would be so desperate for her.

She is not at all different from these young ladies in the capital.

No, there is no second one in the whole world, the little county lord who wipes the feet of the eunuch.

Mu Zhao looked at Yun Wuluo's feet with mixed feelings.

The shape of his feet is beautiful, but there are many scars on them and many calluses.

This is a pair of hard-working feet.

She wiped it slowly.

When the palace maids and eunuchs saw this scene, their expressions became subtle when they saw Yun Wuluo.

At first, they thought that the county lord was just playing with this eunuch, so they didn't care about Yun Wuluo.

As for His Majesty's statement to let Yun Wuluo be the chief manager by his side, they also served Yun Wuluo seriously at the beginning, but after seeing that later, His Majesty never sent anyone to ask, and those imperial doctors have never come since they left.

So they slackened.

But at this time, looking at the county lord like this, they knew that even if Yun Wuluo did not become the chief administrator of His Majesty, he would have a bright future in the future.

Therefore, their attitude towards Yun Wuluo changed again.

By the time Mu Zhao finished wiping Yun Wuluo's feet, the handkerchief on Yun Wuluo's head had already been replaced by three.

Mu Zhao stood up and was about to sit at the head of Yun Wuluo's bed, when the palace maid in charge came up.

"County Lord, do you need to wipe his armpits again?"

"Well, wipe it again." Mu Zhao washed the veil with wine.

"Let the slave come." The palace maid stretched out her hand towards Mu Zhao.

Mu Zhao refused, "I'll come, he doesn't like other people's touch." ”

"Yes."

Mu Zhao wiped Yun Wuluo from head to toe again.

She touched Yun Wuluo's face and felt that it was not so hot.

Ying Wuchen, who had been paying attention to Yun Wuluo's pulse, also found that Yun Wuluo's pulse was beating more powerfully.

Moreover, Yun Wuluo's body temperature also dropped a little.

He knew his own ability, he also knew the medicine he prescribed, and he knew Yun Wuluo's injuries even better, and he predicted that if the situation was good, it would take at least half an hour for Yun Wuluo to get rid of fever.

But it's only been a stick of incense.

He looked at Mu Zhao's back in surprise.

It turns out that it is really possible to cool down with this simple method?

How did she know about these methods?

Mu Zhao felt that he had been looking at her back and looked back at him.

Ying Wuchen hurriedly withdrew his gaze.

Mu Zhao said, "Concentrate on you, if you have any questions, you can wait for Yun Wuluo's condition to stabilize before asking me." ”

"Hey~" should be dustless and quickly come down, and I feel that I should be too doglegged.

But when he looked up, Mu Zhao had already turned his head to look at Yun Wuluo.

Half an hour later, Yun Wuluo had to drink medicine again.

Mu Zhao coaxed him to take medicine, and after eating, he used wine to cool him down.

Yun Wuluo's situation is obviously much better, and the temperature has dropped a lot.

When Mu Zhao finished this process for the third time, he clearly felt that Yun Wuluo's body temperature had returned to normal.

The last silver needle should be removed without dust.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile, "Yun Wuluo is out of danger." ”

"That's good." Mu Zhao also showed his first smile of the night.

"The little lord should go and rest on the couch next to him."

"I can't walk." Mu Zhao sat on the stool, just lying on the edge of Yun Wuluo's bed, and fell into a deep sleep in an instant.

The palace maids looked at each other and whispered, "This..... What to do? ”

"Shall we help the county lord to the couch?"

Ying Wuchen said: "She is seriously injured, you better not touch her." ”

"That's ....... now"

"Let her sleep for a while, and when she wakes up in unbearable pain, she will return to the couch, and you have tossed for most of the night, so go back to sleep."

The palace ladies think about it, it seems to make some sense.

So they all left.

Bi Ying walked to the bedroom door, looked back at Mu Zhao again, and then walked out.

Ying Wuchen looked at Mu Zhao, then at Yun Wuluo, and smiled.

I don't know how Yun Wuluo will react when he wakes up tomorrow and sees the little county lord lying on his stomach beside him.

Your life has been given to her, and she is so good to you, what will you do?

He was curious.

Mu Zhao didn't feel the pain, but because he had been holding his weak body for so long, he slept very deeply, and he didn't wake up until dawn.

Yun Wuluo opened his eyes and saw that the bed tent was confused for a while, and suddenly it occurred to him that he seemed to have a dream last night.

I dreamed that the little princess seemed to coax him for a long time, wiped his neck for him, and ...... for him Wipe your feet.

He raised his hand and slapped himself.

How could he have such a dream of insulting the little county lord? He can kiss the little county lord in his dream, but he must not let the little county lord wipe his feet for him.