As he approached, Qiao Qingyan saw clearly that Ji Wuchen had not relieved much of his dark circles at the moment.

He came out of the study early in the morning and couldn't help but scold him angrily.

"You haven't slept one night?

What's wrong with you? You've already done this. Why don't you go to bed quickly when you're back?

With so many things going on, how could it be so busy all at once?”

"If the body collapses, there will be nothing left! The body is the capital of struggle, do you understand?"

Qiao Qingyan was really angry.

Especially after experiencing a life-and-death separation with him, I cherish the days when he is with him.

She doesn't want to experience such pain anymore, she just hopes that each other can live well.

Mu Che rolled his eyes, Master, you are not qualified to say this! I report that you didn't have a good rest! These words fell into the ears of others, making everyone weaker legs and sweat freely, and they kept sweating for her.

Little girl?

Who are you?

If you don’t kneel down and salute, you’ll be fine if you provoke Your Highness. Now you are still touching Your Highness in public and scolding him more unrestrainedly... What kind of courage did you eat?

Many people closed their eyes in fear. After that, they were about to see blood early in the morning.

Little girl, she died.

Most people are regretful and nervous for Qiao Qingyan, but they don’t know that the deity at this moment has no feeling at all.

Ji Wuchen ignored those outsiders who had been many dramas and looked at her arm holding. When he heard her scolding herself, he couldn't hide his concern and raised the corners of his lips.

"How old are you, so nagging."

It sounded disgusting, but it was funny and indulgent in its words. Everyone widened their eyes in surprise.

What?

Is this their Highness?

If you are so 'gent' and so 'human', will you come out of Your Highness'?

Everyone stared at the two of them in a daze.

After a minute, His Highness had not executed the girl on the spot, nor did he avoid her touch. Is this... accepted?

Terrible! Such a fact is even more terrifying than the execution of Qiao Qingyan! Is such a good prince really their prince?

Your Highness, why have you changed?

And little girl, how did you make their Highness change?

Who is the god you are?

Everyone was full of question marks and exclamation marks. The whole world was destroyed, which was very eye-opening! It turned out that for this girl, His Highness could make an exception once and a second time! Among the crowd, the only one person was the most sober, that was the chief manager of the study room who had suffered a lot of damage.

He swept over the dull people with contempt and hummed in his heart: You bunch of scumbags, of course your highness won't blame that woman, I've known this long ago! Maybe that woman may be their future mistress of the temple! It was also because of this that the manager calmed down his resentment. After all, being taught a lesson by the temple mistress is not a shame, right?

Later, Qiao Qingyan actually pulled Ji Wuchen into the study directly.

The door was closed and the servants kneeling outside finally realized.

There is really no blood on the ground! Everything is calm! "My God, it seems that Qiao Qiao is really different to Your Highness! What is their relationship?

Why do you think they are very close?"

“Is this our Highness?

It turns out that Your Highness is not a broken sleeve?

I thought the temple only recruits men, because His Highness wanted to open the Longyang harem, and he was trembling every day."

"Go to yours, don't disgust me, you still want to be taken by Your Highness?

Dreaming in the daytime!”

"Who knows what Jojo's origin is?

How did you know Your Highness?

It turns out that Your Highness likes pretty little girls and doesn’t like great beauties. Your Highness’s vision is really different from ours.”

Inside the house.

Qiao Qingyan had already started to apply medicine to Ji Wuchen, with skillful and light techniques, and her eyebrows and eyes stretched a little.

"It's much better than yesterday. You see, I'm still very useful, right?"

Ji Wuchen didn't answer, and his thin lips bent into shallow arcs.

Lying on the couch and looking at her focused look, I suddenly felt comfortable.

The heart was extremely at ease, and the tiredness came again.

"Does it still hurt?"

Qiao Qingyan gently applied ointment.

He finally answered, "It doesn't hurt."

What is such an injury? It's not enough to be fatal.

Qiao Qingyan asked in a deep voice, "The diet must be light these days, and there is more rest. Please honestly answer me, did you not sleep last night?"

"Sleep."

I haven't had a good sleep.

"I don't believe it. The dark circles are so heavy, and the appearance is getting worse."

She curled her lips, "You sleep with me now, will I give you some calm incense?"

Looking at her head that was so close to her, Ji Wuchen wanted to raise his hand and rub it.

Taking into account the occasion, he quietly clenched his fists.

“No need.”

You are the best calming agent.

Qiao Qingyan blinked her eyes and looked at him, "Okay, then I'll look at you here. You can sleep for a while. I am your exclusive doctor now, you have to listen to me."

Ji Wuchen laughed, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

No one can order him.

"Will you bother me?"

Qiao Qingyan curled her lips, "You are too disobedient now."

He raised his eyebrows, "If you are upset, you have been thrown out by the Lord now."

Qiao Qingyan patted him with satisfaction, "Okay, go to bed, I will continue to treat your wound."

The itchy and numb touch from the wound made him ignore the pain. Ji Wuchen just looked at her, his eyes swept across her eyebrows from time to time.

Unconsciously, tiredness came overwhelmed and slowly closed his eyes.

Breathing gradually became steady and longer.

In the quiet environment, it was particularly clear that Qiao Qingyan softened her movements again and saw him sleeping and smiled quietly.

Finally obedient.

Wuchen, you must be fine.

Such a parting is enough.

Apply all the wounds to the medicine and nourish them all with the wooden spiritual power before they are finished.

Ji Wuchen slept very heavily.

Qiao Qingyan calculated the time and planned to order the kitchen to prepare porridge. When he woke up, he would deliver it to him.

She stood up gently and was about to leave the soft couch, but her sleeve was held by one hand.

When I lowered my eyes, it was Ji Wuchen's hand.

Looking at him again, he was still asleep and did not wake up.

Um?

Can he feel her leaving?

The moment she set off, Ji Wuchen could feel her breath withdrawing. In his sleep, he was bathed in the warm sunshine, and the sunlight suddenly disappeared.

He frowned, subconsciously grabbed her, and held the sunlight firmly.

He did not allow her to leave.

Qiao Qingyan pulled her sleeves and coaxed him in a low voice, "I'll come back when I go, you can let go."

Even when he fell asleep, he was still very strong.

After a lot of effort, she finally rescued her sleeve from his hands.

I thought I could finally get out, but I didn't expect that the next moment, my wrist was firmly held.
Chapter completed!