The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 105
Leng Ao was about to lead people to chase after him, but Prince Rui stopped him and said: "Don't chase after poor people! It's important to treat the princess first!" Looking down, he saw the dark red blood resolutely slipping down, staining his lapel red, and he couldn't say no in his heart. Qing Dao's unclear feelings spread like seaweed, and then his eyes suddenly darkened, and his heart ached.

At this time, Uncle Qiao came out of the house in a panic, and timidly bowed to Prince Rui and said, "My lord, I was a village doctor when I was young, can I let the old man show Mrs. Wei the injury!"

Prince Rui's expression changed drastically when he heard the words, his deep eyes suddenly shrank, and he shouted, "Mrs. Wei?"

Uncle Qiao looked around, and timidly pointed at the woman in Prince Rui's arms.

Prince Rui's expression suddenly turned serious, he stared angrily, and said, "She is my concubine, not Mrs. Wei!" He paused every word, his eyes filled with anger, hell!What Mrs. Wei.

Uncle Qiao's complexion changed, and he nodded embarrassingly, "Yes, yes, what the lord said is true, it is the concubine!" Looking at Mo Ziyuan's bleeding wound, Uncle Qiao said anxiously: "Hurry up and take Wei...Princess...into it!" !"

Prince Rui came to his senses, and entered the house in a flash. Uncle Qiao was taken aback, and trotted to follow, while Aunt Li had already prepared a medicine box for his wife.

Prince Rui laid Mo Ziyuan down on the bed smoothly. At this time, the woman was sweating, her lips were trembling, her eyes were dim, and she murmured from time to time: "It hurts!"

Prince Rui held Mo Ziyuan's small onion-like hand, his empty heart seemed to have a little echo, and he whispered in his ear: "Don't be afraid! This king is here!"

The wound was on the shoulder blade. Uncle Qiao inspected it and said, "Fortunately, the incision wasn't deep, but there was some blood. In addition, the princess's body is weak and cold. The old man treated the wound for the princess, and then prescribed a few prescriptions for her. Just take a good rest."

While talking, Uncle Qiao took a bottle of wound medicine, and seeing that Prince Rui refused to give in, he said, "My lord, please let the old man wash the wound of the princess!"

Prince Rui did not move, and said naturally: "If you only need to clean the wound and apply medicine, I will do it myself!" Then he ordered Lan Yang: "Lan Yang, go with the old man to decoct the medicine, and then Prepare something for your master to eat!"

Uncle Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized: "Please come with me!"

"Your servant obeys!" Lan Yang took a deep look at Mo Ziyuan, who was in a coma, and saw her usually rosy face pale and haggard, feeling pity in her heart, she finally became a princess, but was hijacked on the night of the bridal chamber, fortunately Now that it's all right, with a low sigh, Yingyingfu left behind with Uncle Qiao.

There were only two people left in the room, and Prince Rui carefully cleaned her wound. Seeing her white shoulders exposed in the air, the unconscious woman seemed to be frowning because of the pain. Prince Rui felt tenderness in his heart, and bowed his head Gently put a kiss on her brow, with such a small body, she dared to block a knife for him. She didn't think about it at all, but reacted instinctively, Mo Ziyuan, what kind of person are you!
There is a real call close at hand, and at the same time, I feel someone holding my hands firmly.

Mo Ziyuan slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was Prince Rui's anxious and worried face, Mo Ziyuan was still confused: "Where am I? Who am I?"

Seeing Mo Ziyuan waking up, Prince Rui beamed with joy, and said, "Yuan'er, don't worry, the king is by your side!"

Mo Ziyuan came to her senses and was about to stand up when she felt numbness in her shoulders and gasped in pain, "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Prince Rui's face showed a bit of heartache, and his heart tightened, "Does it hurt?"

Mo Ziyuan raised her head, blowing on Ruolan, and murmured coquettishly: "Well, Jinyu, what I fear most in this world is pain!"

Prince Rui smiled leisurely, stroked her hair and said, "Then you still rush to block the knife?"

Mo Ziyuan glanced at Prince Rui, and said with a smile: "If I knew it was in such pain, I wouldn't stop it. However, compared to physical pain, I am more afraid of heartache!" Satisfaction fills the chest.

"Yuan'er, you are my king's woman. From now on, stay behind me obediently, and you are not allowed to do such a dangerous thing again!" Prince Rui wrapped her arms around her waist dotingly, "You rest for a while, this king is already gone!" Ask your father for leave, and I will be with you for half a month! The doctor in this village is good at medicine, so you can recuperate here for the time being!"

Mo Ziyuan was overjoyed that she actually had a half-month honeymoon, which was really great, she must heal her injuries quickly, and not let down this sweet and good time.

Thinking of this, he agreed with his mouth, but his heart felt tired, and his eyelids became more and more heavy.

(End of this chapter)