"A little bit, I have lived in the mountains since I was a child and know some herbal medicine."
She had a good excuse. After all, this body had been living in a temple on the mountain until she was fifteen years old, and the abbot of the temple was a medical woman, so it was not unusual for her to know medicine.
"Hel this king up!"
This is an order. The prince has lost his temper again. He has reached this point and he still thinks he is the uncle.
"Lie down!" She ignored him. After a while, the wound opened again. Wasn't she the one who was busy?
"Oh, Mu Yunsang, you are so courageous. You dare to disobey this king."
"You are enough, or I will leave immediately, and you will die lying here. Beichen Mofeng, this is outside the palace. You are not the prince, and I am not the princess. If you continue to be disobedient, you should behave in a polite manner.
, I will leave you here to fend for yourself."
He has a dark face, this woman!
Finally, she felt like she was back in modern times. She was still immersed in it, but the atmosphere was ruined by these ancient people.
He speaks like a king and speaks according to the rules, and he doesn't feel tired.
Isn’t this society a society where the weak eat the strong?
He was the boss in the palace, and she was living under someone else's roof, so she reluctantly called him "Your Highness."
But now, she is the boss, okay? She feeds him, drinks him, treats him, and warms him up. Is he confused about the situation?
She let go and left, and he had no choice but to lie down and wait for death.
Therefore, his life is in her hands, and it is clear who listens to whom.
He was obviously a man who knew the current affairs. He stopped saying anything and just looked at the rabbit with a sullen face: "I want to eat my left leg and left front paw."
"Why not the right leg?"
"I injured my left hand and leg, so naturally I have to eat my left paw and leg."
"Pfft!" It turns out that the black-faced prince can be so funny sometimes. Is this the legendary saying that he eats what he eats to make up for it? She has finally seen that that arrogant, cold and arrogant man can also be such a childish idiot sometimes.
After coating the rabbit with honey for the last time, she turned and roasted the rabbit and nodded.
"good!"
She responded so simply that a hint of warning flashed in his eyes.
Seeing him looking at her warily, she laughed disdainfully: "I, the King of Hell, have always been a generous person. I only have one left leg and two front paws. Don't worry, I won't cheat on you."
"The King of Hell..."
He repeated this title, and she hurriedly laughed and defended: "Because I yearn for the underworld very much, and I was thinking about who I would become if I went to the underworld. Then I thought that if I want to change, I must become the most powerful one, which is the King of Hell, so I
Sometimes I call myself the King of Hell."
He gave a childish explanation of role-playing. Whether he believed it or not, he would never have thought that the Mu Yun Sang in front of him was no longer his cowardly Crown Princess Mu Yun Sang.
There was no emotion or look in his eyes, they just fell deeply on her body, as if he wanted to see through her.
Unfortunately, her attitude was too natural and she didn't miss any flaws.
When his eyes fell on her thin shoulders, he finally realized that she only had a thin undershirt on her body.
"Put your clothes on."
He spoke neither coldly nor hotly, and his tone was neither hasty nor slow.
"I'm not cold."
"I want you to put on your clothes."
"Ha! I said it's not cold, it's not cold."
"You really don't want to wear it?" He threatened with narrowed eyes.
She snorted disdainfully and continued to grill her own meat.
But he suddenly struggled to sit up. Just before Mu Yunsang was about to scold him for opening the wound without knowing what was going on, his big hand reached out and pulled her into his arms unprepared. The thick coat was wrapped around her.
His shoulders tightly wrapped her in them.
She didn't feel too cold before, but she was wrapped in clothes, and she realized that her body was already freezing cold. The clothes carried his body temperature, trapping her in the warmth, and every pore was greedily sucking the clothes.
The heat is so comfortable.
But this posture is really a bit...
It's too ambiguous.
Just wear it, she will wear it herself.
"Let go, I'll put it on myself."
She pushed him, but he gasped at her.
"pain!"
"You deserve it, let me go and lie down."
"Don't move, it hurts."
Is this a rogue act or a rogue act?
"Beichen Mofeng!" She called his name in warning.
"Haha!" He suddenly laughed evilly in her ear.
This laughter made her hair tremble with fear.
"why are you laughing?"
"Muyun Sang, if you are caught by this king, don't even think about leaving."
My heart suddenly trembled.
Is this a confession?
Very domineering, it is undeniable that Mu Yunsang's little heart is beating.
Before that day, Beichen Mofeng was labeled as cold, self-righteous, domineering, neurotic, a mortal enemy, and a person who tortured her to death.
But when he stabbed himself six times to save his own life, everything actually changed, right?
In this world, there is only one kind of man who can conquer Mu Yunsang, that is, he is strong enough and willing to die for her.
Beichen Mofeng was strong enough. Regardless of his identity, Mu Yunsang had seen his martial arts. He was far superior to Leng Qi in the palace. It was a skill that she could not match.
And the way he neatly cut himself six times for her is still vivid in his mind.
He said, "Even if I die, I will not allow my woman to be harmed." He said, "Muyun Sang, if you are caught by this king, don't even think about leaving."
His embrace is bloody and warm, and his domineering power is unrivaled.
Mu Yunsang's daughter's heart was beating and accelerating. In her past life, this was the second man who could impress her.
The first one has been buried in the grave deep in her heart. She occasionally digs it out, and also digs it out and whips the corpse.