"Your Highness, seeing that this person is dressed like this, and there are still injuries on his body, is he an assassin?" Bai Sang swallowed his saliva and said.

Wen Ze is usually very old, and he is still a child at this time.

The little face was pale, and one hand was tightly clutching the white mulberry clothes.

"He could be a bad guy, Sangsang, what should I do?"

Raising his head, his eyes were full of dependence.

Bai Sang naturally knew that if he was dressed like this in the palace and was injured, he must be some kind of bad person.

It's just that she's just a weak woman, and there's a Wen Ze by her side.

I didn't know how to get this guy out for a while.

The most important thing is that if someone else finds out, they will think that they are in a group.

When Bai Sang was entangled, the man suddenly turned his head, saw someone beside him, and hurriedly called for help: "Help me, I-I-"

The voice was hoarse.

Actually, it doesn't matter.

Bai Sang looked at this face, he was very young, and he looked like he was in his twenties.

And it's pretty good-looking.

In fact, what she means by this face is that her facial features are quite exquisite.

If you change your clothes, you will be a beautiful boy.

"Your Highness, what should I do?"

Bai Sang didn't know what to do with this person.

"Forget it, drag him in, our side is remote, if you drag someone out, people will find out." Although Wen Ze's cheeks were still very white, he thought that he was a prince, and he couldn't have this kind of timidity, so he forcibly endured his fear, and commanded with a flat expression.

"Huh? What if it's the bad guys? "Bai Sang is not happy to accept someone.

"We don't have any healing medicine."

She reacted.

Oh yes.

There is no healing medicine in the palace at all, at most it is to treat wind and cold and the like.

Even if this man dragged in, he wouldn't have any good medicine for him.

Bai Sang nodded and began to drag people into the room.

This person looked young, but he didn't expect that he was 1.8 meters tall and very heavy.

It took a lot of effort for her to drag people into the side room.

Although it is remote, it is a palace.

Nothing and the most rooms.

Putting the man on the bed, Bai Sang thought that there was still a pool of blood on the ground outside.

Hurriedly turned over the grass outside.

It was a little abrupt to see that there was a place like this.

It's been developed again, and the scope of vegetable planting is going to be expanded anyway.

Wait for Bai Sang to finish his breath and return to the side room.

I saw Wen Ze take out a medicine bottle from the man's arms, and the man's upper clothes were taken off.

She ran over in surprise.

"You just sprinkle it on the wound."

"Oh." Wen Ze had a cold face, and his hand moved very quickly to sprinkle a bunch of medicinal powder.

The man immediately screamed in pain.

He quickly bit down on the sheet and choked the pain.

"What's wrong? Your Highness, how did you medicate him? Bai Sang didn't expect Wen Ze to take the initiative to give this person medicine.

Wen Ze raised his head, changed from cold and cold, and smiled warmly: "Sangsang, it's okay." ”

Soon Bai Sang knew that this guy was not an assassin.

It's a well-known attic young master outside, who walks on the wall outside by the light cornices, and no one can catch up.

For a while, I wanted to see if the palace could come and go at will.

Who knew that he directly encountered the secret guard, although he escaped easily by surprisingly, but he also fell into the hidden weapon.

Seriously injured.

There is a reason why Wen Ze would help him, because this attic young master, Duan Cheng, said that as long as he saved his life, he would teach Wen Ze martial arts.

Bai Sang listened, and always felt that this person was afraid that he was not a liar?

(End of chapter)