Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

Because Duanmu Minya's left hand was injured and he couldn't feel his pulse, Song Yichen had no choice but to climb onto the bed and grab Duanmu Minya's right hand to feel his pulse.

When he climbed over Duanmu Minya's body, he frowned at the bloodstains on the body that exposed half of his back, because he smelled more blood from a condescending height, and a strange fragrance came to his nostrils.

Song Yichen raised his eyes suddenly, and looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian who was in deep thought with sparkling eyes. Xuanyuan Qingtian, who frowned and was contemplating, was too focused to see Song Yichen's strange and meaningful eyes.

"Xiaolin hurry up and bring a plate of hot water, butler Lin, you go out, I want to clean the wound on the princess's back."

Song Yichen raised his head and gave instructions to the maid, Xiaolin, and then waved to Butler Lin and the guard who were waiting at the side. Butler Lin and the guard immediately bowed and retreated.

Picking up a pair of small silver scissors and carefully cutting off Duanmu Minya's coat, Song Yichen's action finally awakened Xuanyuan Qingtian who was in deep thought. He grabbed Song Yichen's wrist just as he was about to cut the coat, and asked in a deep voice.

"what are you going to do?"

Xuanyuan Qingtian's sharp torch-like eyes were piercing, and he was looking at Song Yichen with strong anger, as if he was questioning and angry about what Song Yichen was about to do.

"I want to heal her, what else can I do?"

Song Yichen spread his hands casually, and his tone was taken for granted, he is a doctor, of course he did this to heal his wounds, what else could it be?

Although Song Yichen said it casually, his exquisite blue eyes looked straight into Xuanyuan Qingtian's dark and displeased eyes.

He wanted to see some signs from Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes that he wanted to hide, some signs that Xuanyuan Qingtian himself did not notice.

"but……"

Xuanyuan Qingtian really wanted to say that Duanmu Minya was a woman and also his concubine, so it's not good to do so.

But now is an extraordinary period, and doctors are just patients in their eyes, regardless of gender, so Xuanyuan Qingtian only said one sentence but couldn't continue.

But he still didn't let go of Song Yichen's hand.

He frowned in a puzzled manner, as if he couldn't figure out something, which made people feel funny when they saw it.

Song Yichen raised his eyebrows, his blue eyes sparkled with a playful starlight, his lips curled into a charming smile, and he looked at Xuanyuan Qingtian with a half-smile and joked.

"You're not jealous, are you?"