After crossing, I became the vicious concubine of the tyrant

Chapter 186 Relief
Nangong Mo looked at the tense body of the busy people in front of him, and slowly relaxed.

After the mind is relaxed, the physical discomfort becomes more obvious.

On the prosthetic leg, where the tender flesh grew, it had already been rubbed red, swollen and torn.

Although it is not very painful, there is a lingering pain every time I walk.

On the battlefield, Nangong Mo was someone who could be stabbed and still stand upright on his horse. Such pain was not unbearable for him.

He is a young general who became famous at a young age, and everyone is admiring his outstanding military exploits.

At one time, some lieutenant soldiers even regarded him as the invincible God of War.

Although this can improve the morale of the army, but also, as the God of War, since he has the word "God".

Then you must be as powerful as a god.

The gods can't shout tired and hurt because of a little injury or pain, and even if they are seriously injured, they have to try their best to look not so terrible.

However, although Nangong Mo has the name of God of War, he is a real person.

Gu Qingcheng twisted the handkerchief, brought warm water, and when she turned her head, she saw Nangong Mo looking at herself quietly, with thoughts in her eyes, but it was a bit unreal.

"Why is your majesty looking at me like this?" Gu Qingcheng put the things in his hands aside, turned around and went to the dowry, and said: "Your majesty, take off the things on your lap. In the Mingyue Palace , you don't have to be so tense."

This is indeed true.

Maybe a long time ago, there were spies of the Empress Dowager and Concubine Lian in Mingyue Palace, but since the treatment of the legs began.

The entire Mingyue Palace is almost all the emperor's people, and it is not too much to say that the iron wall is impregnable.

Seeing Gu Qingcheng walking in the direction of the dowry, Nangong Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

Although Gu Qingcheng had seen his injured leg many times, he was still not used to showing his most vulnerable place in front of others.

Gu Qingcheng took out a bunch of bottles and cans from her dowry, and by the time she returned to the bed, Nangong Mo had already taken off the artificial limb, exposing her injured leg.

It's still summer now, and even though I've tried my best to dress lightly and breathably, but my injured leg has been covered for so long, apart from the redness and swelling of the skin, there is also a slight whitishness.

Seeing this, Gu Qingcheng couldn't help but frowned, raised his head without hesitation, and gave Nangong Mo a hard look.

The dog emperor said that his dog is really a dog.

This place has been wounded to such a state, yet it is still silent.

If it wasn't for my sharp eyes today to find out that something was wrong with him, I'm afraid this person would have kept it a secret.

Although the envoys are coming, they can't reveal the slightest flaw, but treating him like this is too harsh.

this person...

Nangong Moju looked down at Gu Qingcheng, but he could also hear the voice in her heart.

I couldn't help feeling a little sour in my heart, feeling slightly swollen.

This kind of feeling is not very good, but unexpectedly he does not reject it.

Ever since his concubine passed away when he was young, no matter how many injuries he had suffered, almost no one had worried about him so much.

and……

Don't they all say that doctors are benevolent?

This woman actually scolded you the dog emperor in her heart, and felt distressed at the same time.

It's really complicated.

"I have already taken off the things, what are you still doing?"

Gu Qingcheng glanced at the pale Nangong Mo, and found that there was a slight smile on his face, and couldn't help feeling angry.

It’s okay to be harsh on yourself!Now that it's all been exposed, he's still laughing!

This leg is finally healed, and it hurts like this again, yet this person doesn't care at all!
No wonder she was able to punish the Punishment Secretary to the Punishment Department without hesitation to try 72 punishments.

Co-author Nangong Mo is not only ruthless to others, but even more ruthless to himself.

"Why are you laughing, don't laugh! What's so funny, it hurts to look at it like this..."

With a straight face, Gu Qingcheng took some transparent liquid from the glass bottle on one side with clean cotton.

Nangong Mo smelled the strong smell of wine, glanced at the glass bottle curiously, and moved slightly.

"Don't move!" Gu Qingcheng patted him lightly, and said angrily: "This is specially brewed spirits for disinfection, don't drink it!"

I just moved a little bit, thinking carefully, but this person noticed it.

Nangong Mo withdrew his gaze, but felt a sudden cool pain in his leg.

While Gu Qingcheng wiped and disinfected with cotton dipped in spirits, he gently pressed Nangong Mo's injured leg with his other hand.

"Does it hurt?"

Gu Qingcheng frowned slightly, and changed the cotton several times in the middle, seeing those wounds glowing white under the stimulation of alcohol, Gu Qingcheng only felt that his legs were faintly aching.

"good."

Originally, Nangong Mo could almost ignore the pain, but when he lowered his head, he saw Gu Qingcheng's worried expression.

So he added another sentence in a strange way: "It does hurt a little."

Sure enough... the young emperor...

Although he is an emperor, he is still a boy in essence.

Moreover, at his age, the most things that ordinary people face are just learning by lamplight.

Or chat with your parents.

What other days are not happy?Either play with your friends, or secretly arrange money to go out and fool around.

No matter what, it was much easier than the person in front of him.

But he has to face so many conspiracies and tricks, intrigues... Gu Qingcheng sighed in his heart, while slowly disinfecting the wound, he gently blew on the wound.

"Okay, okay...it won't hurt after a while...it won't hurt anymore..."

Nangong Mo shrank his legs uncomfortably, and forced himself to support himself: "Is it all right? Why are you so wordy?"

Gu Qingcheng rolled his eyes in his heart, and for the first time did not call him the dog emperor, threw the sterilized cotton aside, and took out a white jade jar, which contained a very clear, light green ointment.

"This is the green tea ointment I made recently...it's the best for reducing swelling and pain relief." He explained a few words, "It also contains other Chinese medicinal materials, you will only have a scent of tea when you use it on your body , there will be no medicinal smell, so as not to arouse the suspicion of those envoys."

As he spoke, he applied the medicine with clean silk and satin, and refused to let Nangong Mo put down his trouser legs.

"Just rest here for a while, and I'll give you a massage when the ointment on your legs is absorbed."

Nangong Mo looked at Gu Qingcheng's serious face, and suddenly felt sore and swollen in his heart.

(End of this chapter)