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Chapter 131 Her Royal Highness Nirvana Rebirth (27)

That afternoon, Zhuge Rongyuan came back from Qingcang County, and he reported to Meng Qiaohe that the matter had been resolved perfectly, and both the food and silver were distributed to the people of Qingcang County, Meng Qiaohe nodded slightly to him, "Thanks a lot."

When Zhuge Rongyuan heard what Meng Qiaohe said, his cheeks turned slightly red again.

The two were silent for a while, and Meng Qiaohe was about to read a book for a while, when Zhuge Rongyuan suddenly took out something from his clothes.

Zhuge Rongyuan held the thing in his hand for a while before handing it to Meng Qiaohe.

Meng Qiaohe looked at the thing that Zhuge Rongyuan handed over. It was a little fox carved from wood. The workmanship was very fine. Meng Qiaohe fell in love with it at the first sight.

Meng Qiaohe looked up at Zhuge Rongyuan, "You did this?"

Zhuge Rongyuan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Zhuge Rongyuan's eyes moved slightly at this time, and then he said to Meng Qiaohe, "I bought this on the street in Qingcang County."

Although Meng Qiaohe had never been to Qingcang County, he had also heard that there were forests of trees there, so there were also a lot of wood carvings there.

Meng Qiaohe smiled, stretched out his hand to take the little fox from Zhuge Rongyuan's hand, and said, "Master Zhuge has a heart."

Zhuge Rongyuan saw Meng Qiaohe accepting his little fox, a smile appeared on his face.

When Meng Qiaohe took the little fox in her hand, she found that Zhuge Rongyuan's left fingertips had some scratches. She frowned, and then asked Zhuge Rongyuan, "What's wrong with your hand?"

While talking, Meng Qiaohe moved his head closer to Zhuge Rongyuan's hand.

Seeing that Meng Qiaohe was about to get close to his arm, Zhuge Rongyuan quickly put his hands behind his back, and he coughed nervously. "I accidentally scratched it while practicing the sword, it's okay. Please take care of it, Your Highness."

Meng Qiaohe thought about the position of his fingertips again. It is absolutely impossible to scratch this position in ordinary sword practice. Besides, Zhuge Rongyuan's martial arts are so strong, he should not make such a low-level mistake.

Meng Qiaohe looked at the little fox in his hand again. Such a small object usually needs to be carefully carved in his hand.

And the scars on Zhuge Rongyuan's fingertips are just like they were left when carving something.

Meng Qiaohe was taken aback. Could it be that Zhuge Rongyuan carved this delicate little fox himself.

Thinking of this, a faint warmth appeared in Meng Qiaohe's heart.

She looked at Zhuge Rongyuan again, and then said to him, "Take it here."

Zhuge Rongyuan was stunned immediately.

Meng Qiaohe frowned slightly, and said in a calm tone, "I told you to bring your hand here."

Seeing that Meng Qiaohe seemed a little angry at this moment, Zhuge Rongyuan pursed his lips slightly, then took out the hand behind his back, and stretched it out in front of Meng Qiaohe.

Meng Qiaohe looked at Zhuge Rongyuan's hand stretched out. Zhuge Rongyuan's fingers were slender and fair, with well-defined joints. They were obviously a pair of hands that had practiced swords for a long time, but they didn't have any calluses on them. No wonder he was able to escape so many. With people's eyes and ears, everyone thought he was a frail scholar.

Seeing the blood on his fingertips, Meng Qiaohe frowned slightly, then took out a wooden box from under the table.

This wooden box is a medicine box prepared by Dugu Kassapa, which contains some medicines for wounds, anti-inflammatory and pain relief, and some bandage gauze.

Meng Qiaohe put the wooden box on the table, pointed to the place opposite him, and said to Zhuge Rongyuan, "Sit."

Zhuge Rongyuan was stunned again, then nodded slightly to Meng Qiaohe, and sat down opposite her very obediently.

Zhuge Rongyuan sat upright, with his hands vertically placed on his knees.

Meng Qiaohe opened the wooden box, and then took out a box of anti-inflammatory and pain-relieving medicine powder, and glanced at Zhuge Rongyuan. When the two people's eyes collided, Meng Qiaohe didn't change his expression. With a glance, he moved his eyes away.

Xiaogui: [Qiao He, why do I feel that Zhuge Rongyuan has a strange expression every time he sees Dugu Kassapa.He shouldn't be so cautious because he is afraid of Dugu Kassapa. 】

Meng Qiaohe: [Who knows. 】

Dugu Kasyapa is the king of a country, and in ancient times the most important thing was the status. It is reasonable for the courtiers to be afraid of the king.

Meng Qiaohe pursed his lips and said to Zhuge Rongyuan, "Take it here."

Zhuge Rongyuan was in a daze again, then obediently put his hands on the table, Meng Qiaohe took the medicine powder and sprinkled some on his fingertips, then stood the medicine bottle on the table, and took another piece of gauze come out.

Meng Qiaohe was about to bandage Zhuge Rongyuan's fingertips when Zhuge Rongyuan shrank his fingers back.

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Meng Qiaohe looked up at him, Zhuge Rongyuan's throat rolled for a while, and then he smiled at Meng Qiaohe and said: "Your Highness, the dragon body is precious, or let the minister come by himself, come on."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Xiaogui: [Qiao He, Zhuge Rongyuan is really afraid of Dugu Kasyapa, he can't speak clearly. 】

To be honest, Meng Qiaohe was sometimes annoyed by these ancient red tapes.

She sneered, and then said to Zhuge Rongyuan, "You are sure you can do it yourself."

Ordinary people, it is inconvenient for their right hand to bandage their left hand.

Zhuge Rongyuan was stunned again, then coughed, "I'll try, it should work."

Meng Qiaohe laughed angrily at him.

Meng Qiaohe threw the slivers of gauze on the table, then folded her hands in front of her chest, "That's up to you."

Zhuge Rongyuan's eyes moved slightly, and then he picked up the slivers Meng Qiaohe left behind from the table. He put the slivers on the fingertips of his left hand and wrapped them up, but he couldn't tie the knot anyway. Repeatedly wanting to keep tying the knot.

Seeing his stubborn appearance, Meng Qiaohe suddenly felt a little funny.

In the end, Meng Qiaohe put down his hands, reached out and pulled Zhuge Rongyuan's hand away.

Zhuge Rongyuan was stunned by Meng Qiaohe's teasing.

Zhuge Rongyuan: "The hall..."

Meng Qiaohe didn't give him a chance to speak, and said in a commanding tone, "Don't talk."

When Zhuge Rongyuan heard what Meng Qiaohe said, he stopped talking immediately.

Meng Qiaohe took Zhuge Rongyuan's hand, then wrapped his gauze around one side again, and then carefully tied the knot. Because she was afraid of touching the wound on Zhuge Rongyuan's fingertips, her movements were extra gentle.

Zhuge Rongyuan watched Meng Qiaohe bandage his fingertips. Her movements were extremely gentle. Her fingers were white and clean. The long and slender white fingers looked weak and boneless. She was obviously such a weak woman. However, he has to shoulder the great responsibility of the country, fight wits and courage with those men, and live in dire straits.

(End of this chapter)