Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 411 Little Maid, This Is an Orphan's Order
Gu Changjue still looked at her sadly:

"What's so funny about that?"

Chang Sheng shook his head, and said seriously:
"Prince, if you don't dislike it, it's okay for the servant to feed you, but the servant is worried that you are not familiar with the servant, and if the servant has been in close contact with you, you will be disgusted."

How could it be possible to hate it, little Changsheng.

Gu Changjue covered the corners of his lips that wanted to rise:

"Since I'm so lonely, I won't treat you badly. I will give you a thank you later. Please take care of me."

"No need, this is what slaves should do."

Qu Changsheng scooped up a spoonful of soup and handed it to his mouth: "You have a taste."

But when he handed it to his mouth, Gu Changjue lightly touched it with his lips, and his eyebrows tightened:

"hot."

hot?
Chang Sheng looked at the soup spoon suspiciously, although he felt that the soup should not be too hot, he still blew on it with his mouth.

The cherry red lips puffed up slightly, blowing the water in the spoon rippling.

Seeing Gu Changjue's body getting hotter and hotter.

He drank the soup that Qu Changsheng handed over in one gulp.

There is even an urge to swallow the spoon together.

"I'm afraid it's hot, please help me blow every mouthful, okay?"

His voice was very gentle.

"OK."

Although Qu Changsheng felt a little troublesome, he was too embarrassed to refuse.

So every spoonful was gently blown by him and handed to his mouth.

This soup tastes very good.

There is a very familiar taste deep in memory.

It didn't take long, and with the ingredients in the soup, he ate it up.

Jiang Ye watched from the sidelines, not knowing what to think.

But his master has really changed.

In the past, even looking at Princess Qiao's eyes, she was polite and slightly shy.

Now he looks at Qu Changsheng, as if he wants to swallow her alive.

That kind of love and desire is clear at a glance.

It is clearly the same appearance, but it feels like two people.

After the soup was finished, Qu Changsheng put away the bowls and chopsticks.

Gu Changjue watched quietly from behind, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart, and suddenly said:

"Changsheng, please help me take the medicine."

Qu Changsheng's hands trembled, and he turned around suddenly: "What did you say?"

It doesn't matter if she turns around, Gu Changjue has already loosened the skirt of his clothes, and generously exposed his body in front of her.

The wound on the gauze was oozing red.

His figure is not as strong as Ying Chen's, but it also reveals the appearance of muscles.

This kind of looming, mixed with the abstinent scholarly atmosphere, also has a special flavor.

Qu Changsheng immediately turned around and dared not look at it:

"Prince! Whether a man or a woman can kiss each other!"

Gu Changjue got off the bed barefoot, his fair feet covered by a long robe, and approached Changsheng step by step.

"Does even maidservants have to be shunned like this?"

Qu Changsheng closed his eyes, reached out to grab the food box, but grabbed another man's hand.

"Where are you going?"

She gasped in fright, turned around abruptly, and opened her eyes again, such a seductive body was revealed in front of her, and her eyes had nowhere to rest.

"Prince! Please respect yourself!"

She lowered her head, if she had hair, her hair would probably explode by now.

Qiao Eryan even offered to give him medicine, he didn't even want to show an inch of skin for other women to see.

He guarded this body for her.

She didn't want to see it?

Gu Changjue smiled angrily:

"What are you hiding from? Haven't you seen Ying Chen's? Or is Gu's not as strong or as strong as him, and you don't want to watch it?"

What is this idea?

Qu Changsheng frowned:
"This is a different prince. The servant is the emperor's servant. If the emperor is injured, the servant should serve him, but you—"

Before he finished speaking, he grabbed her hand and gently placed it on his wound.

Under the gauze was bright red blood, which matched the white back of her hand.

Gu Changjue looked at her seriously:
"I don't want to hear your explanation. There is not a single word that sounds good."

Qu Changsheng raised his eyes in surprise.

His thin lips were slightly hooked, and in a joking tone:
"Little maid, give the medicine to Gu, this is an order."

(End of this chapter)