The soft beauty is very good at flirting, and the soul of the ascetic prince is floating

"Madam, this slave will give you some medicine."

After listening to Doctor Wu's words, Zhu'er immediately took out the scar removal cream that she had prepared early.

Open the azure lid, and the crimson ointment is revealed.

Xiaohuan and Guoer looked at each other and looked over.

"Master." Xiaohuan called softly and raised his steps slightly, trying to stop him.

Gu Wanyu stopped her movement with a look.

Then he stretched out his arm calmly, raising the injured finger slightly to indicate,

Zhu'er dipped a clean handkerchief into the ointment and applied it to her hands.

Gu Wanyu looked at her movements and suddenly lowered his eyes and said casually:

"This ointment is different from others. I remember that ordinary ointments are either white or brown. This is the first time I have seen this crimson one."

Zhuer's hand shook and he almost dropped the bottle containing the ointment.

After coming back to his senses, he pretended to be calm and explained.

"Slave, I don't know, but it was sent here by my master earlier. I don't know what ancient recipe it is."

Ah!

Gu Wanyu smiled and looked away from her.

Zhu'er, who looked straight at him, felt guilty, and when the calmness on his face was about to break,

Then he looked away and said calmly: "What you said makes sense."

Zhu'er felt relieved for a moment, but she didn't dare to show it at all. She just pretended to smile calmly and continued to apply the ointment.

"Ma'am, it's ready."

Gu Wanyu took back her hand and looked at it carefully.

I saw that the index finger of her right hand was covered with crimson ointment, which looked a little scary.

"It's like this, making it difficult to walk, sit or lie down, and it started to rub off at some point."

Zhu'er's hand trembled slightly, "Then, madam, what do you mean?"

Seeing that she seemed a little unhappy and wanted to wipe off the ointment, she hurriedly said with a smile:

"Although it's an eyesore, Doctor Wu specifically asked me to apply it every day during this period. In order to restore it to normal in the future, Madam, please bear with me for a while."

What is this nonsense?

Before she could say anything, Xiaohuan frowned and couldn't help but jumped out,

"What do you mean by this? How about Master, do you still need a maid like you to tell me what to do?"

Guo'er followed closely behind, "Sister Zhu'er may be worried about your injury, so she spoke quickly. I don't think she had any other intention. Please forgive me, madam."

Although it was a plea for mercy, the words behind her words concealed her intention.

Zhu'er panicked and knelt down to apologize, "Madam clearly knows that this slave has no other intentions. I made a mistake for a moment, so please punish me."

"Okay," Gu Wanyu waved her hand after admiring her panic expression.

"It's not a big deal, but all of you are getting nervous."

"Zhu'er, you're really down on your knees. Get up quickly."

Zhu'er raised his head slightly and saw that her face was as usual, so he dared to stand up.

"This servant knows that he just lost his temper in a hurry. Madam is kind and doesn't care about you like a slave."

Gu Wanyu waved her hand,

"Wrap some gauze around it so it doesn't rub off accidentally."

"Yes." With a slightly relaxed tone, Zhu'er took a step forward to get the gauze.

But was stopped by Xiaohuan,

"Here I am, I will be preparing new summer clothes in a few days. You go and sort out all the fabrics in the warehouse."

"This..." Zhu'er turned her head and glanced carefully at Gu Wanyu, who was standing above her.

She lowered her eyes, pretending she heard nothing,

In order to avoid being caught out, Zhu'er naturally didn't dare to say anything, so she just responded and left the main room.

After watching her figure disappear completely, Xiaohuan took out another box of anti-marking gel.

"Master, I will help you change your dressing." "Yes."

Xiaohuan's hands and feet were nimble. After carefully wiping off the crimson ointment, he quickly applied a new one and wrapped it with gauze.

Gu Wanyu looked at her swollen index finger and smiled lightly, "Okay, keep an eye on her."

"Yes." Xiaohuan and Guoer said in unison.

Maybe he was shocked by the episode when he was applying the medicine.

Zhu'er hasn't done anything in the past two days.

Even the fabrics and brocades taken out were normal, and the work was done as diligently as ever.

She didn't move, and Gu Wanyu didn't pay attention to her. He just wanted to keep an eye on her so as not to fall into Lin's trick.

It's rare for the house to be clean for a few days.

That night,

Not long after I fell asleep, a figure with a cold air broke into the quilt,

Gu Wanyu suddenly woke up, but did not open his eyes.

At this moment, this cold scent of pine ink,

No need to guess, you can know who it is.

She didn't open her eyes, and Song Jingzhang didn't speak either.

The room was silent, and occasionally one or two cicadas could be heard chirping from outside.

If it weren't for the extra sound of breathing, she almost thought it was her imagination.

The pillow dented for a moment, and Song Jingzhang lay down.

Then there was no movement around, and the room remained quiet.

He had woken up from his sleep, but now there was no movement from the person beside him. Gu Wanyu relaxed his mind.

Just when she was half asleep and about to fall asleep,

Song Jingzhang moved,

The hot and humid breath hit her face, and she could feel Song Jingzhang's burning gaze scanning her skin inch by inch.

"What happened to the hand?"

In an instant, sleepiness disappeared,

"It's just that I didn't pay attention when playing the piano, and I got a small scratch. It's nothing serious." She moved her hand wrapped in gauze, turned over, and whispered,

I couldn't help but feel glad that I had wrapped the gauze around me before going to bed to prevent the ointment from rubbing on.

Song Jingzhang frowned.

"I'm not childish anymore. I'm still so careless."

"If you want to listen to music, can't you just hire any actor or prostitute?"

"I don't value these things either, so why bother working hard every day and hurting yourself."

……

From daily actions to character and character,

It was the first time she noticed that Song Jingzhang talked so much.

"Is this the same when I face my wives, concubines, and sisters at home?" Gu Wanyu couldn't help but ask after listening to each word.

Do you have to be so verbose about the rules even in bed?

She opened her eyes and saw Song Jingzhang's deep eyes. His gaze fell from her hands to her face.

The displeasure between his brows and eyes seemed to have turned into substance, staring at her closely,

Then he propped up his elbows and tried to get up.

Gu Wanyu chuckled secretly, raised her foot slightly, hooked his leg,

He lowered his head and grabbed the corner of his sleeve, "No one has ever said such caring words to me, concubine." He raised his head and looked at Song Jingzhang very sincerely.

"I never expected that I would care so much about a minor injury, just like a father disciplining me. I have never heard such words before..."

The night was as dark as water, and only the dim light from the falling moonlight could be seen in the room.

Song Jingzhang met her eyes and found that they were filled with his own reflection, like twinkling stars.

"My heart is filled with joy."

The Adam's apple trembled slightly,

Are you happy?

He was from a low background, and even if his order was higher, his brothers would not listen to him.

But the emperor felt that he was the eldest brother.

After the eldest and second child left the study room, they asked him to take care of their younger brothers' homework.

Therefore, in the early years, he loved to discipline his younger brothers, especially when it came to schoolwork, he preached too much.

But they are all princes, who would be convinced by his brother, who is from a humble background?

It's extremely unpleasant to say privately,