Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

Just when the two of them couldn't hold on, Song Yichen, who was wearing a moon white long bubble embroidered with bamboo patterns, walked in with a bowl of medicine in hand.

His thick eyebrows were raised slightly, and he was stunned for a moment with a slightly astonished expression, but he immediately covered up that trace of astonishment, and stood at the door facing the wind with the medicine jade tree in his hands.

"What's the matter with Xiaolin? Hurry up and help the princess to sit up. It will be troublesome when the wound on the back opens again. Please drink the medicine, princess."

Thinking of this, Song Yichen couldn't help but feel sulking at himself. Damn it, why didn't he find out earlier that the toxin invaded his skin, making the wound on Duanmu Minya's back unable to heal. If the toxin in his body couldn't be removed, then Repeatedly, it will leave scars on Duanmu Minya's back.

In fact, seeing Duanmu Minya holding the table and intending to go out, he wished he could run up to help Duanmu Minya immediately, but he couldn't do that.

He could only put the medicine on the table, and his hands were tightly clenched into fists in the sleeves, and he wanted to control his desire to rush forward.

His complicated eyes stared at Duanmu Minya silently with countless traces of unspeakable tenderness.

"Yes, this servant knows. The princess asks you to listen to this servant. If you want to go back, you have to wait for the prince to come back. It's not too late. Why do you have to go back now? Please take care of your body, this servant kowtows to you."

Xiaolin still couldn't get up, she walked to Duanmu Minya on her knees and stopped Duanmu Minya again, because Duanmu Minya gritted her teeth to avoid Xiaolin and took a few steps with difficulty.

Looking at the thin beads of sweat dripping slightly on her forehead, the bitten lips that were bleeding, and the walking Wei Zhen's body shaking uncontrollably and almost falling down.

Song Yichen couldn't control himself anymore, his tall and graceful body swayed slightly, and he quickly came to Duanmu Minya's side, and he hugged Duanmu Minya without saying a word.

"You are going there, I will take you there, but you have to drink the medicine first."

"Doctor Song, this..."

Xiaolin looked at Song Yichen's clean and unhesitating actions, and was so surprised that she couldn't even speak. My God, I really can't see that Song Yichen, who is gentle and gentle, can be so strong, powerful, decisive, and domineering. , um, it also smells like a big man.

Usually because he is really too handsome, he doesn't show masculinity at all, but today's clean movements and expression are indeed very masculine.

This kind of momentum is not inferior to the prince at all!

"Okay, I'll drink, please send me back to my yard." For this lifesaver, Duanmu Minya will not take up the identity of the princess, but call you and me, she picked up the medicine bowl and said in one breath After pouring it down, he motioned for Song Yichen to send her away.

But at this time, an extremely cold voice came from the door again!