In shock and anger, he saw Yuan Qingling holding up a razor again, and he asked angrily: "What do you want to do?"

"Shad your hair, how can you disinfect and heal your wounds without shave?" Yuan Qingling patted his legs and "consciously separate them a little."

Yu Wenhao felt all the blood in his body rushing towards his head, his ears buzzing, and it was about to explode.

Hearing the sound of razor shaving the flesh, the furry thing fell, sweeping across the thighs, every touch was filled with a sense of humiliation.

Yuan Qingling was actually helpless.

She is willing to look at him? She is willing to shave his hair? She is willing to treat the wound there?

But if he gets infected and loses the melon, she can't explain it to the Supreme Emperor or herself.

Even if he is a melon, he is responsible for it.

The wound was very lucky. He just avoided the artery of the thigh and rubbed it through the side. The wound was very deep. I don’t know what method to stop the bleeding. It should be that he turned over the hemostatic powder himself because there was sticky powder next to it.

Moreover, if you are a little closer, you will definitely chop off the things slantedly.

If you chop it down, that's really good, the root of all evil.

She thought, and secretly looked up at Yu Wenhao.

Yu Wenhao punched him, Yuan Qingling quickly retracted his head, and glanced at him as he blushed like a firecracker skin.

"I still need a needle!" Yuan Qingling said seriously after disinfecting.

"No!" Yu Wenhao refused and slowly moved his legs closer, but Yuan Qingling had already pressed his hands first and refused to merge his legs.

Yu Wenhao felt his hair stand up and was burned by anger one by one.

"Okay!" Yuan Qingling picked up the medicine box, found the anesthesia applied, and said, "I'll give you some hemostatic medicine, which can promote the wound to heal as soon as possible."

"Move quickly!" Yu Wenhao glared.

After applying it, Yuan Qingling raised his head and asked, "Do you feel that the wound is no longer hurt?"

Yu Wenhao felt a little, and it was indeed not painful, but he was unwilling to admit it and said stubbornly: "Who said it doesn't hurt? Do you think your medicine is that magical?"

Yuan Qingling knew that he was stubborn, so he ignored him and took out a needle to thread it, saying, "I'm anesthesia and I'm starting to sew a needle."

"Yuan Qingling!" Yu Wenhao roared angrily, how could this ugly woman even lie?

That day, the needle was so painful that his teeth were almost broken. The place he was going to sew was the most painful place in his body. She wanted his life.

"Okay, no sewing, but you have to scrape off the pus, right?" Yuan Qingling said.

Yu Wenhao stopped his anger and watched her bury his head, thinking that if the pain came, he would kick her over directly.

Yuan Qingling is actually sewing a needle.

If you apply anesthetic, if you move quickly, you can complete it before the anesthetic fails.

The door was pushed open with a "bang".

Xu Yi walked in like a whirlwind.

The curtain was opened and he glanced at him. He was fixed in a very stable manner, as if he was struck by lightning.

Lord Tang said that the prince needed someone to take care of him at night, so he came to watch the night. He wanted to come in and report first, and then he saw the princess buried his head under the prince.

"Don't get out!" Yu Wenhao seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was furious after a few seconds.

Xu ran out like a ghost, and then ran back and took the door with him.

No one heard the howling in his heart and cried loudly, and the woman took advantage of the prince's injury.

Yuan Qingling was the most stable in the audience.

After sewing the needle calmly, he said, "Okay, sewing it."

Has the sewing been done? She is actually sewing the needle again!

His hands were hanging down weakly, and he no longer wanted to say anything more.

Yuan Qingling cleaned the scene, he turned his head and watched Yuan Qingling splash things on the ground, strands, black hair...hair.

He must kill a few people to vent his hatred.

However, now we can only endure it, and if we can’t bear it, we will make a big plan...

Next, no one spoke.

Yuan Qingling fell asleep on her tummy.

In the dream, she was chased and killed, and she hid from all over the place. She was finally driven into a dead end. A big knife was raised. She looked through the fingers that covered her face and saw Yu Wenhao's hideous face.

With a knife, blood splattered on her face, and she screamed and woke up.

I felt wet on my face, and I stretched out my hand and it was filled with water.

She looked up and saw Yu Wenhao holding a bowl in his hand, with the mouth facing downwards and the bowl was empty.

His face was proud and insidious.

There was always a bowl of water on the head of the bed, which made him reach to drink when he was thirsty.

Yuan Qingling was very angry. She worked hard to treat him. She didn't get a word of thanks, but instead was tricked by him.

However, she did not show any anger, but looked at him with pity, "It's so pitiful. The dignified prince has also wiped out countless enemies. Now, she can only retaliate against me, a little woman."

Yuwen Hao's eyes turned angry, he raised his hand and smashed the bowl at her.

The bowl did not hit Yuan Qingling, but hit his own head.

The bowl was slippery, and he didn't have enough strength. He seemed to have smashed it out, but in fact he just let go.

The bowl hit the bridge of his nose, causing tears to emerge on the spot.

Miserable and awkward.

Yuan Qingling's mouth twitched for a moment, picked up the bowl and walked out.

"Hahahaha", outside the door, Yuan Qingling's wounds almost burst out with laughter.

Inside, Yu Wenhao rubbed the bones of the nose, and his whole body trembled, "I'm so angry!"

As the dawn begins to appear, a faint orange red appears in the sky, and the clouds are slowly weaving and dyeing.

Xu Yi squatted outside last night and fell asleep in a daze.

Wake up by Yuan Qingling's crazy laughter, he rubbed his eyes and looked at Yuan Qingling with frightened smile, "Princess... are you okay?"

Yuan Qingling's face turned red with a smile. Even when he stopped smiling, his eyes and eyebrows flew up, and he patted Xu Yi on the shoulder, "Xu Yi, go in and take care of the prince, his life is a bit miserable!"

After Xu Yi saw her say this, he laughed like a monster again, which scared him so much that he quickly fled into the house.

"roll!"

He came out in shame, his face as dark as gray.

Yuan Qingling didn't go in, so he walked out, walked to the lake, and watched the orange-red circle slowly jumping out of the sky.

Watching the sunrise always makes people feel energetic and full of vitality.

After death, I traveled through time and left my family's sorrow, slowly pressed down by the sunrise, and pressed into an inconspicuous place, almost impossible to touch.

Maybe it was the sunrise, or maybe it was the crazy laugh just now, which made her feel that she had finally lived a normal life for a few minutes.

Under the sun, what is there to be afraid of?

She stood by the lake for more than half an hour.

She slowly withdrew her gaze until she felt the sunlight was dazzling.

Tang Yang walked quickly and said in a deep voice: "Princess, Madam Mu Ru is here."

Yuan Qingling turned around and looked at Tang Yang's slightly solemn face, "Old Man Mu Ru?"

"Old-in-law Mu Ru is the chief supervisor next to the emperor."

"What's the matter?" Yuan Qingling knew that he had always been calm, but now he seemed to be frightened when he saw him. Mr. Mu Ru's visitor was not kind.
Chapter completed!