After the divorce, the prince suddenly plotted against me

Chapter 204 Medicine
"Do you want to go to the temple to worship Buddha?" He also burned incense.

"No," Song Linyuan said back to his small courtyard, "I'm still a child, right?"

Song Hua: "..." This is not easy to answer, he tentatively answered, "That's right... right."

"Yaoyao is also a child, right?"

"That's right... right."

"So," Song Linyuan flipped through his clothes from the wooden cabinet and said, "I'll sleep with her, isn't it too much?"

Song Hua:"……"

In fact, it is a bit too much.

There are different seats for men and women at the age of eight.

You are five years older than eight.

Song Hua couldn't answer, Song Linyuan had already finished washing, and asked him, "Do you have any red clothes? Isn't this white one too festive?"

"...It's okay, the recently popular "Overbearing Iceberg Prince" likes to wear white, and the ladies like it very much."

Song Linyuan had a jade crown on his head and a white robe over his head. When he sat in front of the mirror, he had a youthful vigor, and it didn't look like he was dying of a long-term illness.

Until he covered his lips and coughed twice.

Annoyed, "Today, Yaoyao was injured and didn't see me coming on a white horse. Go to her wing in a while, and she wakes up, Dahua, you can spread a tiger skin on the ground for me, and then give me peony petals, listen It is said that between husband and wife, a sense of ritual is emphasized, and the relationship can last long, and it is the same reasoning between siblings."

"The sky is full of flowers and rain to complement my temperament. By the way, you must carefully wash the peony petals. The stamens must be fresh and tender. Otherwise, I am afraid that the petals will scratch my skin and it will hurt."

Song Hua:"……"

He began to not understand what the children were thinking now.

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At the same time, in the Happy Spring Hall.

Physician Liu prescribed medicine for Song Yao, and then called the old lady and her party away on the grounds that there should be good ventilation in the room.

"Song Yao."

Jun Yan pushed open the door and called out from outside the screen, but no one responded, only the sound of the wind blowing off the clothes hanging on the screen through the small window.

He took a few steps forward, bent down and picked up the little shirt.

The brocade cloth that had been caressing the girl's soft skin passed over his palm, and the thick bloody smell mixed with the girl's unique fragrance spread in the air.

Jun Yan's ears turned red, and he hung up the shirt in a panic.

When he came, he heard about the location of the little girl's injury, and planned to clasp her hand, sending some internal energy to sort out her veins.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand approached Song Yao, the little girl hugged his arm, and pressed her warm face to the back of his cold hand.

"Jun Yan." She muttered, calling his name, and said, "Dig out a kidney, dig out a kidney... dig out four..."

Hearing this, Jun Yan's fingertips trembled, and the inner strength he mobilized almost collapsed, so angry that he wanted to pull her cheek, "Who do you think you want to poach..."

"Hurry up and dig Ye Zichen, he grabs, hits, hits!" The little girl waved her arms in the air twice, and then completely lost her strength, she continued to stick her face to Jun Yan's hand, and fell asleep sweetly.

Jun Yan: "..."

All right, he poked her head with the hand that was not held, "You have a conscience."

Relying that no one would see him, he stuck the little girl's head on his arm again, "If I find out that you are crazy, you will die..."

"Crack——" the words were interrupted.

Jun Yan subconsciously turned around.

I saw Eunuch Ma walking in with the best gold sore medicine, staring with big eyes.

"Your Highness," he stared at Jun Yan's hand, "My servant sees that Miss Liu is still weak, otherwise... later..."

Jun Yan followed his gaze and looked over.

I saw that Song Yao hugged him even tighter at some point, and his hand was just close to the little girl again...

One is a confused patient, and the other is a normal person with a clear mind.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that he deliberately took advantage of others' dangers.

Jun Yan's heart choked for a moment, "I'm alone."

"...Well." Eunuch Ma fooled casually, "I believe it."

He put the sore medicine on the table, paused, and said, "Don't make it too fancy, hurry up, my slave will watch over you."

Tsk tsk tsk, men are like wolves!
Jun Yan: "..."

He was indeed pure and pure this time.

Forget it, it's useless to say these things, Jun Yan channeled the internal force into Song Yao's body, and then glanced at Song Yao's back that was still oozing blood.

The medicine Liu Taiyi used for Song Yao was not the secret medicine bought by the palace in Dayan, nor even the golden sore medicine that Song Yao prepared himself.

Jun Yan decided to change her dressing.

It's just that although the two of them have kissed and hugged each other, they haven't done any intimate things. If you want to change Song Yao's dressing, you have to take off her clothes.

Jun Yan took out the little girl's red headband and tied it around his eyes.

In this way, he couldn't see clearly, he just calmed down, helped the little girl up, and took off her coat according to the style of the clothes in memory.

When the obscene clothes were left at last, he pursed his lips and tore away the two red strings hanging from her slender waist.

He dug out the medicine from the porcelain bottle and wiped it on, it seemed that he had wiped it on the wrong place, and it was fine under his hand.

Jun Yan blushed in embarrassment.

Wipe it again, it still doesn't seem right.

This action was already somewhat ambiguous, and he made a mistake twice, and he just felt very shy.

After a while, he had no choice but tore off the red strings from his eyes, and saw the location of the little girl's scar, extending from her shoulder blades to her waist.

Hideous on the girl's back, it looked very terrifying.

It is conceivable that Song Yao must have been in pain when the whip came down.

Jun Yan's face was so ugly that it was almost dripping ink, and he had no intention of being charming at all, so he gave her medicine little by little.

The fragrance of the girl's body filled her nostrils. She turned over and slept on the jade pillow with her eyes closed, and the roundness was pressed into a piece of white tenderness.

Jun Yan bent down, wanting to see if the wound on her back was deep or not, but accidentally landed somewhere...

He gasped for breath, then looked away.

He pinched the bridge of his nose with some headaches, and then put on the little shirt for Song Yao.

It was probably because he wore it too fast, and the fabric rubbed against the little girl's wound. Song Yao muttered, and stretched out her hand impatiently to push his arm.

"Don't move, it's coming soon." Jun Yan relieved a little bit of strength, only to feel that he had simply taken a medicine, but he was sweating all over.

When he came out of the wing room, Eunuch Ma glanced down in surprise, "So fast?"

Jun Yan: "?"

"Hey, the slave is saying that Miss Six's injury doesn't seem serious, and you seem to be taking the medicine pretty quickly."

"Where is Song Xianyu?" Jun Yan asked.

"In the yard, Emperor Ji punished me to write scriptures."

Jun Yan held the long sword and walked over slowly.

"Second Young Master." He tapped the scabbard on Song Xianyu's fingertips, "It's been a long time since I went to the battlefield, but today I'm interested. I wonder if Second Young Master is free to practice sword with Gu?"

Song Xianyu was stunned for a moment, he hadn't finished copying the scriptures in his hand, but under the order of the crown prince, he subconsciously nodded under Ma Gonggong's pityful eyes, "Okay."

(End of this chapter)