Chapter 72
Qingxuan: ...

Although when the accident happened, she also scolded Bai Que for being too unreliable in her heart, but fortunately, she didn't have any serious problems, and she had nothing to worry about.

So she hurriedly said good things for Bai Que: "I'm really fine, just a little accident, it has nothing to do with Bai Que,"

"Oh, that's right," Qingxuan suddenly remembered, and hurriedly said to Xia Jingrong: "The emperor was slightly injured, do you want to go back quickly, otherwise,..."

The emperor was injured, whether it was a major injury or a minor injury, it was a big deal.

Calculating the time, they should be arriving at the palace soon, and there must be a lot of chaos there.

Xia Jingrong is the crown prince, the emperor was injured, it would be bad if he didn't show up.

Xia Jingrong, however, stared straight at her wound without saying a word, then dragged her to the edge of the lake, made her sit on a smooth stone, and squatted down by herself.

He took out a white handkerchief, moistened it with stream water, and tore off the sleeve of Qingxuan's injured arm, completely exposing her wound.

In the situation just now, she only had time to apply herbal medicine to the longest wound to stop the bleeding. The effect was good, but it only stopped the bleeding, and the wound was still a bloody mess.

His slender white fingers pinched the veil, and after a while, he gently wiped her wound with the veil.

Qingxuan is a person who cultivates immortals, and she pays attention to the unity of mind and mind when doing things.

So when she saw so many herbs, she almost instinctively ignored her wound and forgot about the pain.

Just like when she first got hurt, because she hadn't been hurt for so long, she forgot what it was like to be hurt, so she didn't feel any pain at first.

Now being touched by Xia Jingrong like this, she finally regained her senses, and let out a soft "hiss" in pain.

Xia Jingrong's fingers stopped suddenly, he was even a little nervous, and asked her in a low voice: "Does it hurt? Then I'll be gentle."

"No, it doesn't hurt that much..." Qingxuan wanted to say that it was not serious, but seeing his concerned and nervous expression, she was inexplicably greedy.

If it's Master Rong... If only he was really Master Rong.

Even if, even if she leaves the world and returns to the fairy gate in the future, the moment he once had, the tenderness to her, will probably move her for a long, long time.

Qingxuan imagined this, and looked at Xia Jingrong's eyes, and couldn't help being a little obsessed.

Looking at her with such a straightforward gaze, Xia Jingrong was able to react no matter how dull she was.

The movements of his hands became more gentle. After carefully wiping her wound clean, he took out the golden sore medicine and carefully applied the medicine to her wound again.

After finishing all these, he also took out two white handkerchiefs, and carefully bandaged her wound.

Qingxuan asked in surprise: "Second cousin, how many handkerchiefs did you bring to go out?"

Since the meeting, he has paid for three.

"Cough..." Xia Jingrong coughed lightly, finally let go of her wrist, and said a little unnaturally, "Remember to change the dressing for your wound at night. After I go back, I will ask Bai Que to bring you the medicine, as well as remove the scar." ointment, be careful not to touch the water."

Qingxuan listened to his instructions, her heart was bubbling with beauty, she didn't notice at all, at this moment, the tips of his ears were already turning red.

"I asked the white sparrow to dig the herbs for you...I'll go back first."

(End of this chapter)

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