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"You! Why are you always so kind? The servants should be punished if they can't do things well? You see, you keep protecting them." Nangong Ao said.

"Yes, I will keep in mind the emperor's teachings." Ye Wange humbly accepted his criticism.

Seeing that she was injured and could not bear to blame her, Nangong Ao turned to Song Qisheng and asked, "How is the Queen's injury?"

Song Qisheng replied, "Although the injury is not particularly serious, the area of ​​the scalding is very large and it will leave scars."

After hearing Song Qisheng say that it would leave scars, Nangong Ao looked at Ye Wange's hand in surprise, and the whole hand was covered with ointment.

Looking at the yellow lard-like liquid that covered her entire hand, he asked, "Is there no other ointment? The kind that doesn't leave scars, isn't there?"

"I am not talented, and I don't have the ointment that the emperor said." Song Qisheng replied.

"Hiss." Nangong Ao gasped and said disappointedly, "I understand, please step back!"

Song Qisheng withdrew under the order. The injured hand did not hurt like the heart-wrenching just now, but it was still hot and painful.

"I am so seriously injured, so I will not let these slaves punish them and punish them for their fault." Nangong Ao blamed.

Hearing his words, she replied, "It's all my fault. I can't bear to implicate these slaves because of myself. If the emperor wants to punish me, I will punish you! It would be useless for the emperor to blame these slaves!"

Hearing her words, he looked at his injured hand, took it over and blew it with his mouth, "Looking at how hurt you are, I can't feel sad or feel sad, how can I punish you with ruthlessness!"

"Thank you for your forgiveness," Ye Wange said with a smile.

"But only this is the only time. If you accidentally hurt this place and hurt it next time, I will not only punish the slaves in your room, but also punish you together." Nangong Ao said with a tight face.

"How should the emperor punish me?" Ye Wange asked as he looked at his serious look.

He looked at her with a burning look, his lips fell to her ears, and said a few love words that made her blush and her heart beat.

She reached out and hit him lightly, smiled shyly, and lowered her head to look like a young wife.

Looking at her shy look, he remembered the enchanting look of her two white jade hands wrapped around him when they were in the room. He felt distressed again, and said unfortunately, "It will leave scars, what should I do?"

Seeing that he felt sorry for her and worried about her, her eyes circulated, she said, "Your Majesty, if you really feel sorry for me and want my hands to return to their original appearance, there is no way."

When Nangong Ao heard this, he immediately asked, "What's the solution? As long as you can restore your hands to their original beauty, don't say that you will send someone to find the hardest medicine in the world. If you want me to scrape the flesh on you, I will do it."

When she heard Nangong Aokuo’s sea gulf so big, she asked happily, “Master, do you think this is serious?”

"Of course I take it seriously." Nangong Ao said seriously.

Nangong Ao's words were as close as Ye Wange's thoughts. When she heard her swearing to go up the oil pan under the knife mountain for her, she said, "Don't the emperor shave meat, but he needs to scrape meat from others." When she said this, she raised her eyes and looked at Nangong Ao's expression, then lowered her eyes and said, "I don't know if the emperor is willing to give up?"

Ye Wange heard her words and replied, "Is there really a way to restore your hands to their original appearance?"

"Yes." Ye Wange looked at Nangong Ao who didn't believe her appearance and said, "Whether I can return to my original appearance depends on you, the emperor!"

"Of course I am willing. I will do whatever you say, I will do what I want." Nangong Ao seemed to listen to her orders.

"I heard that burns and other things can be used to make up for it by cutting off other people's skin." Ye Wange looked at Nangong Ao and said cunningly.

Nangong Ao was shocked when he heard her words. This was the first time he heard that the broken skin on this person could be cut from others to make up for it.

He asked in surprise, "Is this OK?"

"Okay." Ye Wange replied, "Just this hand, can I cut other people's good skin to repair it?" After that, she looked at Nangong Ao.

When Nangong Ao heard Ye Wange's words, he understood that she also wanted to imitate this method and save her jade hand. He asked, "Since it can be done, then the queen will give it a try."

"The emperor agrees that I will do this?" Ye Wange asked happily.

"Well, as long as the queen can be perfect, I am willing to let the queen try any method." Nangong Ao said. In fact, he couldn't accept a woman with ugly scars in his heart, especially in such a clear place, which made people feel disgusted when they saw it.

"Then the emperor is willing to cut off the skin of the emperor's beloved?" Ye Wange asked.

Nangong Ao hesitated when he heard this. He didn't know whose skin she was going to cut, and whether it would affect someone else's hand if it cut.

Seeing Nangong Ao just said it well, he became hesitant at this time. Ye Wange said, "Your Majesty, cutting a little skin will not be affected. I will cut some skin from someone else's good hands to repair it. The cut will quickly grow new and better skin, and my hand can also recover. This is actually a good thing."

When Nangong Ao heard her words, he asked, "It will not affect others?"

Hearing his questioning words, she replied, "No, it's just a little bit of flesh and blood, but it will get better soon. Is the emperor reluctant to let his beloved cut his skin to save me?" After saying that, she looked at him aggrievedly.

Looking at the tears in her black eyes, he felt a little distressed and asked, "Whose hand are you going to cut off?"

"Concubine Hui, her ten fingers are as tender as green onions. She just happened to have made a mistake again. The emperor couldn't bear to torture her, so he used this method to punish her. Moreover, the advantage of using this method is to teach her a lesson, but she couldn't hurt her. After cutting the old skin on her hand, the new skin will grow very quickly. Apart from the pain when cutting the skin, there is no other bad effect." Ye Wange said.

When Nangong Ao heard that she wanted to cut Concubine Hui's skin, he didn't even hesitate at all, and immediately made a decision, "If this really makes your hand recover, Queen, then do this."

"Your Majesty agrees?" Ye Wange was filled with joy when he heard his words. This was the skin of Shen Ruhui openly!

Seeing her happy look, Nangong Ao said, "As long as it is for the queen, I agree."

Hearing his words, she gave him a smile and said flatteringly, "Your Majesty, you are so nice!"
Chapter completed!