The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 277
He was used to his elusiveness, so he silently walked over and closed the open door.

Just when he closed the door and turned to walk to his grandfather, the door was pushed open again.

"Can you finish talking at once! What's wrong!" Ling Juncheng lowered his eyes to suture the wound, and didn't raise his eyes to look at the door. He thought it was Yuan Shen who turned back.

He has been trying his best to endure the pain of the wound, which makes him suddenly very irritable.

Su Xi stood at the door and froze: "I haven't even opened my mouth yet, you are the only one who is wrong!"

The man looked up at her: "Xixi?"

He pulled back his robe, turned his head and gave Zhang Deming a cold look.

"Your Majesty, not a slave." Looking into the man's cold eyes, Zhang Deming felt that he couldn't argue: "The slave went to see if Yuan Shen went to the kitchen to steal a meal."

When the words fell, he fled in despair.

"Seeing that you haven't gone back for a long time, I came here." Su Xi walked in and closed the door firmly.

He said that he couldn't betray Xiao Duzi, so he had to keep his word.

"Disobedient." Seeing that she was still wearing muddy wet clothes, the three syllables spit out from her thin lips seemed to be reproach, but also imply pampering.

"I only listen to my own words." Su Xi pouted.

"Well, I listen to you too." Ling Juncheng smiled lightly, as if completely forgetting the pain of the wound.

Su Xi didn't want to continue talking to him anymore, she was willing to bow down.

He walked over and pulled his closed robe: "It's so ugly?!"

She stared wide-eyed, surprised by the twisted curve of the small half.

That's right, the last time he cut clothes for himself, he could see his level.

Needlework is even more unbearable to look at.

It was the first time that the man who ruled the world was being questioned. Not only was he not angry, but his ears were slightly red.

Just because the person who questioned him was his Xixi.

After Su Xi washed her hands, she took the needle from him, knelt down and sewed up the unfinished wound for him, very carefully.

Compared with his clumsiness, she seemed very skilled.

After a while, she sewed up the long incision, cleaned the blood around it with a handkerchief, and sterilized it with alcohol before wrapping it up with a clean cotton cloth.

Ling Juncheng just watched her finish everything so intently, he couldn't believe that the person in front of him was really the Su Xi he had known a long time ago.

"Xixi." He whispered her name.

Su Xi put her hands into the basin beside her to wash them, and ignored him, for fear that he would say something that would make her lose her strength and bully the wounded.

He stood up from the stool, half a step away from her.

Su Xi wiped her hands with a towel, her heart beat inexplicably faster because of his approach.

Even though he bent slightly, he was still much taller than her, and the oppressive feeling on her face made her raise her eyes to look at him.

She lowered her eyes and stared at her toes, pretending to be calm.

"Nice sewing." He stretched out his hand and pinched her pink face.

"Aren't you uncomfortable if you don't do it!" Looking up and glaring at him fiercely, she took a step back and kept a safe distance from him.

He hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "Well, as soon as I saw you, I couldn't help but want to touch you."

Su Xi was so angry that she dropped her handkerchief and slammed the door away.

This man is getting more and more perverted!
Seeing that delicate girl leave angrily, the corners of Ling Juncheng's pretty lips twitched.

Dare to hit Ling Yuan with a stone, but still know how to treat the wound, how many skills does the little goblin have that he doesn't know?
(End of this chapter)