She really begged him sincerely.

Chonghan dipped a clean towel in hot water and turned a deaf ear: "I've learned how to deal with wounds, and it won't hurt you." ”

Shuangxi bit his lip and didn't realize it: "I mean...... The identity of the second prince ......"

Chonghan interrupted her: "You were injured to save me, we don't have a master-servant relationship now, if you mind the difference between men and women, I will try not to touch you." ”

Shuangxi stood at the head of the bed in a regular manner, his movements seemed to have slowed down, slippers, went to bed, and lay on the bed with his face attached.

She was injured near her shoulder and needed a wide garment before she could be administered.

Heavy cold turned around, Shuangxi's cheeks were hot, and he put his hand on the untie of his clothes.

She had never been so embarrassed in her life, especially in front of the person she loved.

"Second prince, or let ......"

Chonghan didn't leave today: "You take it off quickly." ”

Double Happiness: "......"

She slowly revealed a small snow-white shoulder, and under the shoulder was a large wound oozing blood.

Shuangxi took the quilt and covered most of his body, and then said in a voice the size of a mosquito and a fly: "Second prince, it's okay." ”

Double Happiness didn't dare to pay attention to the cold.

It's a shame that she didn't dare to look at it, otherwise she would also find that Chonghan's ears were red.

He doesn't know how to get along with the relationship between men and women, and it's hard to get a good balance, but like today, before he was replaced, he would definitely not break into the girl's boudoir, let alone say it......

Shuangxi almost buried his entire face in the pillow, Chonghan turned around, and when his eyes fell on the wound on Shuangxi's back, his shame just now immediately dissipated, and he focused all his attention on one place.

He sat on the edge of the bed, his brow could catch a fly, and he muttered in a low voice, "How can it be so serious......

He was more careful, for fear of hurting her.

Even though he was very careful, every time he moved, he was still only worried about her feelings: "Does it hurt?" ”

Shuangxi didn't dare to raise his face and shook his head.

It hurts.

Heavy cold sprinkled the powder to stop bleeding on the wound little by little, and then carefully wiped off the blood with a cotton cloth.

He was often injured when he practiced martial arts, and even the last time he was beaten ten big boards, compared to his current mood, it was so insignificant.

Shuangxi didn't dare to let herself cry.

If she hadn't guessed wrong, the Guards would have surrounded the dungeon by now.

When Concubine Hui was arrested, she had to take the initiative to confess, and the result of admitting her guilt was death.

Was this the last gift God gave her before she died?

If so, she is very grateful.

She had never dared to expect that she could spend so much time with him at such close range, and still expose her body.

After the medicine was changed, Chonghan felt weaker than Shuangxi, and he was very nervous, for fear of hurting her.

After bandaging, he covered the quilt with Shuangxi again: "I'll ask Fuzhen to bring you food in a while, you can have a good rest." ”

He'd been around long enough and had to leave.

Shuangxi was rude in front of Chonghan for the first time, she didn't dare to raise her head, let alone let Chonghan see her red eyes.

When Chonghan walked to the door, his eyes were reluctant, more worried: "I'll come to see you tomorrow." ”

After Chonghan left, she cried when she heard the sound of the door closing.

They have no tomorrow.