Chapter 136

Halfway there, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.

Ma Lan turned around, saw that it was Qin Zhi who was chasing after him, and asked unexpectedly, "We're done chatting so soon?"

He ignored him and walked on.

Two steps later, Qin Zhi was still standing side by side with her, and asked abruptly, "Are you angry?"

Malan knew what he was asking.

Hongdou poured wine for her.

Mrs. Hou's intentions are obvious, she wants Hongdou to be his concubine.

Fortunately, she also prepared gifts for everyone.

She is still alive and well, just thinking about taking a concubine for her man.

Malan hurriedly interrupted: "Ready, ready, you wait for two days..."

"I guess what the lady prepared for me must be a purse embroidered by myself."

Qin Zhi always wanted Malan to give him a purse, but Malan never agreed.

Isn't it just a purse?

"what?"

Malan's eyelids twitched.

She discovered it all by herself.

His own powder was definitely useless.

Once she found out that she was injured there, she would hold him and cry for a long time.

Therefore, since she was a child, she was afraid that her family would know that she was hurt.

Isn't it just a gift?

Really...

"Where did you get hurt?"

Ma Lan took off the bandage and saw that the wound was still the same as yesterday, so she turned her head and frowned and asked him, "Did the imperial doctor see you today..."

"I want one too."

This time, he also wanted to refuse, but as soon as he saw Qin Zhihuan's expectant eyes, he agreed by accident.

After finishing speaking, he muttered softly: "I was hurt, and I never told my mother..."

Does he not hurt?
Ma Lan leaned down, took the bandage carefully by the light, and asked him casually, "I'm going to the palace today, but the imperial doctor has seen it."

Turning around, she saw Qin Zhihuan's dark eyes staring at her closely. Ma Lan lightened her hand, wondering if she had hurt him, and heard him ask in a low voice, "Where is the injury?" .”

Ma Lan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, shook his head and said, "What's the use of saying it, except for one more person to worry, it can't solve the problem, as long as you know it well."

Qin Zhi also directly asked for it: "You have prepared gifts for everyone, so you must prepare mine."

People who are alive can still be suffocated to death by urine.

She just prepared it for him, and before she could think it over, she heard Qin Zhi reply.

Qin Zhi hasn't answered yet.

She embroiders, embroiders for him...

Qin Zhi still got this, so he didn't urge her anymore, the two of them went back to the house rubbing their shoulders, Qin Zhi took off his coat, and Ma Lan consciously stepped forward to change his dressing.

I don't know if the medicine powder is not effective, it has been ten days, and when she applied the medicine for him last night, the wound still hasn't healed.

Turning his head to stare at the black hairs falling from her shoulders, when the light was on, they were shining like flowing ink, and Qin Zhi suddenly asked her softly: "Did you tell your mother?"

Before Ma Lan answered, Qin Zhi directly extended his hand to her: "Where is my present?"

Ma Lan gritted her teeth angrily, but the other party was Qin Zhihuan's mother, so she could only swallow her teeth.

Only then did Ma Lan understand what he meant. Since she was naughty since she was a child, she had suffered many injuries. Ma Lan pointed at her body perfunctorily: "Here, here, and here..."

It happened many years ago, and Ma Lan didn't take it to heart.

Turning around and wiping the blood on Qin Zhihuan's wound with a cloth towel, he still picked up the bottle of medicine powder. Bring back a bottle of medicine..."

Before Ma Lan finished speaking, Qin Zhihuan hugged her suddenly.

(End of this chapter)

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