Mu Zhao didn't know what was going on in his heart, and he didn't care.
After she wiped Yun Wuluo's armpits, she wiped behind his ears and neck.
After wiping it all over, I felt uncomfortable looking at the lower half of his body.
The correct method is to wipe the base of the legs, but now, it is obviously not feasible.
Mu Zhao asked the maids to put towels soaked in cold water on Yun Wuluo's head. She moved to Yun Wuluo's feet and grabbed his feet.
Yun Wuluo's eyelids twitched rapidly a few times.
Ying Wuchen was shocked, "County... Princess."
Other maids and eunuchs also hurriedly advised her, "Princess, you can't do this, this foot..."
Mu Zhao asked, "What? I'm not worthy of touching his feet?"
"No," a palace maid who looked like a steward stood up, "I think this servant feels that touching his feet is an insult to you, the princess."
"He is my fiancé."
Mu Zhao only answered this sentence and began to wipe Yun Wuluo's feet.
After Ying Wuchen was stunned, he smiled.
He finally understood why a person like Yun Wuluo was so devoted to her.
She is nothing like these ladies from aristocratic families in the capital.
No, there is no other little princess in the world who wipes the eunuch's feet.
Mu Zhao looked at Yun Wuluo's feet with mixed emotions.
The shape of his feet is very nice, but there are many scars and calluses on them.
These are a pair of hard-working feet.
She wiped it slowly.
When the maids and eunuchs saw this scene, Yun Wuluo's expressions became subtle.
At first, they thought that the princess was just playing with the eunuch, so she didn't care about Yun Wuluo.
As for His Majesty's request to let Yun Wuluo be the general manager around him, they also served Yun Wuluo seriously at first, but later on, His Majesty didn't even send anyone to ask. Since those imperial doctors left, they never looked back.
Never been here.
So they neglected it.
But looking at the princess's behavior now, they knew that even if Yun Wuluo did not become His Majesty's general manager, he would have a bright future in the future.
Therefore, their attitude towards Yun Wuluo changed again.
By the time Mu Zhao finished wiping Yun Wuluo's feet, Yun Wuluo had already changed three handkerchiefs on his head.
When Mu Zhao stood up and was about to sit on Yun Wuluo's bedside, the maid in charge came up.
"Princess, do you still need to wipe his armpits again?"
"Well, wipe it again." Mu Zhao washed the veil with wine.
"Let me, slave." The maid extended her hand to Mu Zhao.
Mu Zhao refused, "I'll do it, he doesn't like other people's touch."
"yes."
Mu Zhao wiped Yun Wuluo from head to toe again.
She touched Yun Wuluo's face and felt that it was no longer so hot.
Ying Wuchen, who had been paying attention to Yun Wuluo's pulse, also found that Yun Wuluo's pulse was beating more vigorously.
Moreover, Yun Wuluo's body temperature also dropped a bit.
He knew his own abilities, he also knew the medicine he prescribed, and he knew Yun Wuluo's injury even more clearly. He predicted that if the situation was good, it would take at least half an hour for Yun Wuluo to get rid of his fever.
But only one stick of incense has passed.
He looked at Mu Zhao's back in surprise.
It turns out that this simple method can really reduce the temperature?
How did she know these methods?
Mu Zhao felt that he had been looking at her back and looked back at him.
Ying Wuchen quickly looked away.
Mu Zhao said, "I'll just focus on you. If you have any questions, you can ask me after Yun Wuluo's condition has stabilized."
"Hey~" Ying Wuchen responded quickly, but felt that his response was too stupid.
But when he looked up, Mu Zhao had turned to look at Yun Wuluo.
Half an hour later, Yun Wuluo wanted to drink medicine again.
Mu Zhao coaxed him to take medicine, and after he finished eating, he used wine to cool him down.
Yun Wuluo's condition has obviously improved a lot, and the temperature has dropped a lot.
When Mu Zhao completed this process for the third time, he clearly felt that Yun Wuluo's body temperature had returned to normal.
Ying Wuchen also removed the last silver needle.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a smile: "Yun Wuluo is out of danger."
"That's good." Mu Zhao also showed his first smile tonight.
"Little Princess, please go and rest on the small couch next to you."
"I can't walk anymore." Mu Zhao sat on the stool and lay on the edge of Yun Wuluo's bed, falling into a deep sleep in an instant.
The maids looked at each other and whispered: "What should I do?"
"Shall we help the princess to the couch?"
Ying Wuchen said: "She is seriously injured, you'd better not touch her."
"Then now..."
"Let her sleep for a while. When she wakes up from the unbearable pain, she will go back to the couch. You have been working hard for most of the night, so go back to sleep."
When the ladies-in-waiting think about it, it seems to make some sense.
So they all left.
Biying walked to the bedroom door, looked back at Mu Zhao, and then walked out.
Ying Wuchen looked at Mu Zhao, then at Yun Wuluo, and smiled.
I don’t know what Yun Wuluo’s reaction will be when he wakes up tomorrow and sees the little princess lying next to him.
You have given your life to her, and she is so kind to you, what will you do?
He is very curious.
Mu Zhao did not feel any pain, but because he had been holding on to his weak body for so long, he fell into a very deep sleep and did not wake up until dawn.
Yun Wuluo opened his eyes and was confused for a while when he saw the bed curtain. Then he suddenly thought that he seemed to have had a dream last night.
In the dream, the little princess coaxed him for a long time, wiped his neck, and... wiped his feet.
He raised his hand and slapped himself.
How could he dream of humiliating the little princess like this? He could kiss the little princess in his dream, but he could never let the little princess wipe his feet. This chapter has been completed!