Chapter Ninety-Seven: Good Skin

As soon as Wan Qiyun and the others left, the figures of the purple-clothed people also disappeared quickly, and everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

They soon returned to the inn, the door of which was already open, and there were many injured people inside.

But it may be because those who stir up trouble focus on the Taolin side, so there are not many people on the inn's side, there are few casualties, almost none, and those who are injured have just returned from outside.

After returning to the inn, Ling Qingrou hurriedly pulled Yu Shengyan into the room. Find someone to medicate him.

In fact, she is also a little afraid, she grew up in the palace since she was a child, and she has hardly encountered this situation, and she is well protected, saying that she is not afraid, it must be fake.

But the royal brother told her that no matter what dangerous situation she encountered, she must be calm and not panic.

She felt that she had done a good job this time, and although she panicked, she didn't show it.

Ling Qingrou called Xiao Er in the inn and asked him to help Yu Sheng take medicine, and he watched nervously from the side.

Wan Qian Yunqian was a little jealous, in order to make the play more realistic, she also had a sword on her arm, although the wound was not deep, but it also bled out, but this little girl only cared about Yu Shengyan.

Silently returned to the room, and as she expected, saw them in purple.

"Childe, why aren't you bandaged yet?"

Looking at her arm that was still dripping blood, Ziyi frowned, and then pulled her over, wanting to give her medicine.

None of them were injured, and Childe had been in that room just now, and she had been in the room for a long time, and they thought she had already bandaged it!

"Alas, don't move, come by yourself."

Wan Qian Yunqian hurriedly broke free of the hand in purple clothes, joking, she is a woman, what if she is asked to take off her clothes later?

Moreover, let him drug her, does she not want to lose face?

"Childe, although it is not uncommon to say that a man has a scar on his body, but in case the wound worsens, you can't do whatever you want these days, hurry up and bandage it!"

Ziyi didn't understand why she reacted so much, thinking that she just felt embarrassed, so she persuaded her.

"Ye himself will, it hurts his arm, not his back, you go out first, and Ye himself will bandage it."

Wan Qiyun pointed out the door with the uninjured one.

"Childe, let's do it, let's bandage it faster, we have to discuss some things later!"

Hongyi took out the medicine and gauze from the storage bag, and together with Greenyi, surrounded Wan Qiyunqian, and Huangyi also looked at her with a wooden face.

"Okay, okay, come on, use this medicine!"

Wan Qian Yunqian surrendered, directly tore off the sleeve on the injured arm, took out the medicine given by Gong Chenjin, and then twisted his head to the side.

Ziyi took the medicine, took out the water again, wet the towel, and looked at the wound on her arm that was not deep but not shallow, but it was lined with a particularly hideous line under her fair skin, and she was a little at a loss.

"I'll come, Childe, your skin is so good."

Hongyi took the towel in Ziyi's hand, and then praised it sincerely.

He really thinks Childe's skin is good, although he hasn't seen what other women's skin looks like, but Fuqin's skin doesn't look as good as Childe's, Childe is still a man.

"Ye knows, Ye asked you to bandage your wounds, not to let you see if my skin is good."

Wan Qiyun's ears were slightly red, although she was always teasing others, it was the first time that someone praised her so bluntly.