Dressed as a sickly prince brat's own mother

With that, Yuanyou left with great eyesight.

"Come here, I'll give you medicine." Yanqing went to a cabinet full of bottles and cans and hooked Feng Jiuxi's fingers.

Feng Jiuxi went by magic and did it on a nearby chair. It threw a layer of soft fur on it. It was very comfortable on the chair.

I have to say, your highness Pluto is really a master who can enjoy it.

Yanqing carefully selects a porcelain white bottle and reaches out to Feng Jiuxi's injured arm.

"Ah, wait!" Feng Jiuxi quickly stopped and looked at the small steamed stuffed bun not far away. His expression was a little subtle. "This, whether men and women give or receive, give me the medicine and I'll come by myself."

Yan Qing ignored her resistance and tore open the clothes at her wound, revealing a bleeding wound.

At this time, Feng Jiuxi was sitting, while Xie Qing stood in front of her, with her waist tightly close to her face.

The posture of the two people really looks very ambiguous.

Feng Jiuxi felt his heart beating fast. When he was embarrassed, a magnetic voice came from Feng Jiuxi's head, "how do you apply medicine on one hand? Huh?"

Also... The injured arm is on the outside. If she takes the medicine herself, it will be difficult for her blind spot to go on.

"Oh, mom, you're good. If you're shy, I'll go out and don't disturb you!"

Before Feng Jiuxi reacted, the steamed stuffed bun made a face like a ghost and ran outside the wooden house like a rabbit.

Feng Jiuxi was afraid of what had happened just now. He quickly raised his voice and charged, "don't run too far, be careful to meet any bad guys again!"

From a distance came the harmony of small steamed stuffed bun. Feng Jiuxi was still a little worried.

At this time, her shoulder sank, and Yan Qing comforted: "don't worry, yuan you will follow. It won't happen again, and it won't happen in the future."

He won't want their mother and son to suffer again from the thrill just now.

After listening to his words, Feng Jiuxi was relieved, relaxed, and then reflected his current situation.

Yanqing leaned close to her and suddenly bent down to carefully apply medicine to her. A handsome face almost stuck to her face. At such a close distance, Feng Jiuxi could almost feel his hot breath beating on her face.

Originally, the heat of her fiery red face climbed again, and Feng Jiuxi could only turn his head slightly to the other side.

The cold air in the air calmed her a little.

But she didn't know that Yanqing was also in a difficult mood. The beauty in front of her was close at hand. The unique fragrance on Feng Jiuxi recalled the memory of that night four years ago. He, who had always been pure in heart and few desires, seemed to have lost the so-called self-control in front of her.

"It's said that both the prince and Bai Li want to marry you." Yanqing opened the topic to cover up her surging mood.

Feng Jiuxi nodded awkwardly. The next second he quickly explained, "the prince married me just for the family property of the Feng family behind me. Neither my father nor I will agree to the prince's proposal."

She didn't react until she explained. Why did she have to explain to him in such a hurry?

"HMM." Yanqing kept moving and finished the medicine in a moment. He gently took out a clean white square towel and buttoned up her torn clothes.

He casually asked, "the prince won't promise. What about Bai Li?"