Concubine training the night king

Chapter 87 Mother-in-law, is there something abnormal about you? 3
Assassinating the concubine... This time, Mr. Wu probably had more luck than luck.

What's more, the prince doesn't seem to have the slightest intention to let them go.

In my heart, I squeezed a cold sweat secretly, I only hope that the princess can find a good opportunity to plead with the prince...

After Tang Ye left, Fang Xiaoxiao asked Cuizhu to rest too.

Mochizuki silently leaned on the bed with a tired face, eyes closed leisurely.

Fang Xiaoxiao stood beside her, touched her waist, which was a little sore due to pregnancy, and looked at him helplessly: "Why don't you ask?"

"What?" He moved his closed eyes, then slowly opened them.

"Don't forget it!" She didn't have to agree to a request from him. Ordinarily, he couldn't make any good requests.

"You promised me." His face darkened instantly, and he stared at her fiercely.

"I didn't say I'm going to play tricks, whoever told you not to say it, it's fine if you don't say it." Fang Xiaoxiao looked at him contemptuously.

"This king hasn't thought of it yet, so let's owe it first." He looked at his injured right arm and was startled.

She rolled his eyes at him a few times, then walked towards her little couch.

"My lord wants to take a bath." Halfway through the walk, his voice suddenly came from behind.

Fang Xiaoxiao froze in place for a while before turning around.

"The wound has just been wrapped up, so it can't get wet." He still wants to take a bath?If the wound becomes inflamed with water, who knows when his wound will heal.

"My king is feeling uncomfortable, I need to take a bath." He looked at his sleeves with only half of them cut off in disgust. This woman didn't know how to change a shirt for him.

"Don't get wet." Fang Xiaoxiao said expressionlessly, but she was extremely helpless in her heart.

She knew that he was a clean freak, but now that he was hurt, no matter how uncomfortable he was, he could only endure it.

"My king doesn't need to wash this hand." He raised his right arm, but because of the sudden movement, some of his wounds hurt, and he couldn't help frowning.

Fang Xiaoxiao looked at him with black lines all over her face: "Then how do you wash with one hand?"

In his mind, he couldn't help but imagine him sitting in the bathtub, raising one hand with difficulty, and wiping the other hand on his body.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing, feeling very helpless.

"Who said this king wants to wash himself?" Hearing this, he was a little displeased, and Xie Jun's face was a little dark, revealing his current mood.

"..."

Fang Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly: "Then I'll find a servant to wash it for you." After finishing speaking, she turned around and went out.

"No need." His voice came from behind him again.

"Stop washing?" Fang Xiaoxiao turned around with a hint of joy on her face.

It's fine if he doesn't wash it, otherwise he will have to torment her this big night.

"Who said I won't wash?" He said dissatisfied again.

"Are you kidding me?" Fang Xiaoxiao was so angry that she couldn't help but raise her voice a few times.

You have to wash it for a while, you don't wash it for a while, and you have to wash it again for a while. Did he do this on purpose?

"Fang Xiaoxiao, this king is a patient now!" He is a patient now, how dare she yell at herself like that?

She gritted her teeth, resisting the urge to get angry.

"Then... my lord, are you going to wash now, or not to wash?" Whether to wash or not, just be happy. If he continues like this, she is afraid that she can't help but go up and give him two feet, and that when the time comes, he will not wash again. To say that he bullied the patient.

"The king didn't say no to washing, what the king wanted you to do for me!" A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very smug.

(End of this chapter)