Seeing Song Qin's injury, Tang Yu covered his mouth.

He always praised her skin as creamy, but in fact he was not bad at all. He was less delicate and tender than the tenderness of his daughter's family and more toughness of a man. However, the back that was comparable to the beautiful jade was more bloody and fuzzy at this time. Except for the most serious edges and corners, the others were obviously ground out by a rough straw raincoat on the edge of the wound.

Tang Yu doesn't understand, she is not injured, it's not that she can't walk, why should he show off? Doesn't he really hurt at all?

The little girl didn't say anything. Song Qin turned around and saw her lowered her head and cried. He really had a headache. Women are women, and this little injury is worth crying. If she sees something more serious, wouldn't she be scared to faint?

But although she was silently disgusting her, she burst into tears. After she was disgusting her, she immediately felt sweet in her heart. How great is she knows she loves him.

Song Qin patted her on the shoulder, picked up the curtain and took a look. He went out to move in all the things that Old Lady Lu had prepared, and asked her to change her clothes first and then help him clean the wound.

Tang Yu wiped his eyes and stopped crying, and asked him to wait outside. There were only two pieces one mile and one outside in the wing room, and there was no screen in the inner room. Tang Yu didn't want him to watch her change clothes beside him.

Song Qin wanted to tease her, but was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he went out obediently.

Tang Yu inserted into the door and walked to a corner that Song Qin could not see even if he came to the crack of the door. He quickly took off his wet clothes, wiped them, and quickly changed. He was wearing his belt and heard someone talking in the yard, but Chu Feng came over and found the place where they stayed so quickly. Perhaps the master and servant had made a secret code in advance?

"Young Master, are you injured?" Chu Feng came in and changed his face when he saw the wound on Song Qin's back.

Song Qin frowned, "It's okay, go and ask the old lady to arrange a room for you, and then go to the kitchen to boil water. If the water is brought over, go and rest. You don't have to come over again if you have nothing to do."

Chu Feng was stunned. When he lowered his head, he glanced at the door of the inner room in a vague way, and saw a bright red door curtain embroidered with peonies. He guessed that the prince just wanted to be close to the beauty, Chu Feng sighed and hurried to do his business.

Tang Yu could hear it clearly inside and couldn't help but feel a little sympathetic to Chu Feng.

Two quarters of an hour later, Chu Feng brought two buckets of hot water, brought a basin of cold water, put the things in, and left. Song Qin closed the door outside, took the water into the inner room, and asked Tang Yu to wipe his body with hot water. After saying that, he took the initiative to retreat outside. Tang Yu was indeed cold, so he wiped it briefly, cleaned it up, and opened the door.

"Pull it for me." Song Qin looked at her and said as she untied her trouser belt.

Tang Yu turned around with a blushing face. He had done anything intimate on the bed, but he had never served him like this.

"Yuer, I bent down and my back hurts when I raise my hand, otherwise I wouldn't have asked you to do maid's job." Song Qin said seriously.

Tang Yu believed it or not, and stood motionless with his back to him. She didn't come, and Song Qin took the bucket and stood in front of her, stuffing the wet wipes into her little hand. Tang Yu couldn't look up or lower his head, closed his eyes to wipe him, wipe him and his breathing heavier, and her body was also hotter.

After rubbing from top to bottom, Tang Yu slowly stood up. Just as he was about to turn behind him, the man grabbed her wrist and reminded her hoarsely, "Yuer, there is still a place that has not been washed." That is the most important thing to clean, otherwise how can I hug him at night.

"You can do it yourself." Tang Yu stopped teasing with such a dignified teasing, threw the towel on him, lowered his head and ran to the wardrobe in the north, far away from him, pulling his sleeves one by one.

Song Qin looked at her cute look like she was thinking about her face, and smiled and wiped it by herself.

"Okay." After all, Song Qin called her in a low voice.

Tang Yu pursed his lips and turned around with his teeth, but he faced his "open and honest" tall body without any precautions.

"you……"

Tang Yu's face turned red, annoyed that he was shameless, so he immediately turned back, almost pressing onto the closet, and Song Qin wondered if she would hide in the closet. He laughed loudly, pulled the silk trousers on the kang and put them on, and then went over to apologize. He wanted to walk to her side, but she followed her, but she refused to show him the face. Song Qin was anxious, reached out to hug the little girl, kissed her cheek, kissed her a few times, and sighed, "Yuer, today is the happiest day I have lived, and I am happier than you that day."

Tang Yu looked at his waist and understood what he meant, but she didn't want to admit it, and whispered to change the subject, "Prince, sit on the bench and I'll give you medicine."

"Okay." Song Qin kissed her forehead, not eager for quick success and instant benefits, and forced her too quickly. She was already moved, and the most difficult step had already taken, and he was willing to wait.

He led her to the edge of the kang and carried her up. He sat on the edge of the kang. Tang Yu exhaled, not thinking about those things for now, and was devoted to helping him with medicine.

The heavy rain continued outside the window, making the room quieter, with only a wounded man and a woman who took care of him silently.
Chapter completed!