Arrogant medical concubine: the exclusive love of the violent prince

Chapter 574 Is being an emperor as brave as you are?

Seeing that his gaze was still on his wound, he didn't look at her, the gauze on his waist and abdomen had been completely taken off by him, the blood stained the gauze red and wet, even, as long as he gently pinched it , It seems that blood can be squeezed from the gauze.

Feng Qinyu frowned, a touch of distress that she didn't even notice, quickly flashed across her eyes.

Although the memory is lost, the love for Dongfang Yunlie has long been seared into her heart, subconsciously, her heart will still ache along with him.

Without making a sound, she picked up her steps, walked towards him, snatched the golden sore medicine bottle from his hand, poured it on his wound, and said in a flat tone: "Everyone who is an emperor is like you!" Do you want to be brave?"

This familiar voice made Dongfang Yunlie freeze in place, motionless like a petrified plaster statue.

After a while, he suddenly came back to his senses, looking at Feng Qinyu's eyes, full of disbelief, that look, in Feng Qinyu's view, was even a little funny.

"Nine... Jiu'er?"

He made a sound in confusion, looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of him uncertainly, his voice trembled a little due to ecstasy.

He didn't have the heart to care about what Feng Qinyu was doing to his wound at this time, even if Feng Qinyu really killed him with one knife, he would not notice.

All thoughts were on Feng Qinyu's face, and at this moment, when Feng Qinyu heard the word "Jiu'er" from his mouth, the movements of his hands froze, and a thought crossed his mind. Something strange.

After the movement of her hands stopped for a moment, she continued to move her hands, ignoring Dongfang Yunlie's stunned expression at the moment.

Carefully applying the medicine on Dongfang Yunlie's wound bit by bit, her heart ached involuntarily when she saw the ugly piece of his stitched wound.

She knew that this seat could not be anesthetized, and she could imagine what it would be like to thrust a needle into this flesh abruptly.

Thinking of that feeling, Feng Qinyu couldn't help but feel his scalp go numb.

Frowning, she suppressed the inexplicable distress in her eyes, took the gauze beside her, and helped Dongfang Yunlie wrap it up bit by bit. She didn't even notice that she was so careful with Dongfang Yunlie.

Every movement is so light that I'm afraid it will hurt him.

"All right."

She threw out two words casually, followed, straightened up, and stood in front of Dongfang Yunlie, seeing that he was still looking at her with the same astonished and unbelievable expression at the beginning, staring at her without blinking.

At this time, Feng Qinyu even looked a little unnatural to him.

Avoiding Dongfang Yunlie's scorching gaze with flickering eyes, she said bluntly, "Your Majesty, I am Lanling, not Jiu'er."

She spoke in a calm voice, not noticing the faint sour smell in her breath.

Dongfang Yunlie regained his composure because of her voice, and seeing her alienated expression, a sense of loss flashed across his heart again, and he knew that at this time, no matter how much he proved, she still did not believe that she was Jiu'er.

Right now, it's not the time to argue with her. The most important thing is that he wants her to come back to him.

As long as she comes back, other things are not important, as long as she is by his side, he will accompany her to recall slowly, even if it takes his whole life, he is willing.

(End of this chapter)