Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"The back is full of wounds." Fusu reprimanded coldly, "The oozing blood is almost sticking to the clothes, it's very dirty."

After talking about it with Fu Su, Yan Ce realized that he had landed on his back when he climbed over the wall. He didn’t know it was okay, but as soon as he said it, there was a tearing pain in his back. , The dark red blood stains were stuck together with the strips of cloth.

Being watched coldly by Fusu, Yan Ce always felt an inexplicable freshness and a special feeling.Well, it's not because Yan Ce has been implanted with a severe M-shaking system, it's just that he is a little embarrassed to be stared at by a girl on his upper body.

"Take it off."

"You don't have to." Yan Ce was a little unaccustomed to Fusu's little classmate in the angry mode, and said, "Wait a minute, let me ask the elder brother of the guard to paint it. They are all men, so I don't think it's too much."

"You boys' poor self-esteem has nothing to do with me." Fusu looked at the boy and said coldly, "After applying the medicine, I have to wash my hands, take it off quickly."

The girl's soft fingers were inadvertently covered with a light green viscous liquid. The index finger and middle finger were spread apart, and the liquid drew out an arc with a high color/gas value.

"Uh... ok."

Unexpectedly, Fusu, who was in an angry state, was unexpectedly strong, and Yan Ce unbuttoned his coat very slowly, and unexpectedly felt ashamed when undressing in front of the girl.

Boys are more or less infected with machismo and always want to dominate, but because this time it is all because he angered Fusu, it is impossible to maintain an equal status.

"If you want to take it off, hurry up..." Fusu lowered his head and applied the medicine, without even looking at Yan Ce, and said calmly, "After applying the medicine, I have to go to finish the government affairs on the case table, and I don't have time to talk to you."

Here, Fusu told a little lie. Since the morning class started, Fusu has been staying at Mr. Fei's place to study and deal with government affairs. It is already noon now, and the slips have been annotated and handed over to Mr. Fei for review. Well, let alone learning Wang's work on the first day, it is impossible for Ying Zheng to throw all the workload that could not be done all day to Fusu.

As for why you say that--

Girl's secret.

The boy sighed, and simply stopped covering up, took off his shirt neatly, and handed his back to the girl Fusu.

Fusu was taken aback for a moment, and there were some strange emotions in her heart. There were deep and shallow scars, the blood from the cut flesh adhered to the scars and hadn't solidified yet.

There is indeed such a way of pleading guilty and apologizing.

But anyone who pleads guilty with a thorn will go to the front door to plead guilty, and the thorn is just like a willow branch, just to show your attitude, not really used to slap people.

Who would be stupid enough to carry a pile of untreated real brambles on their backs, and then roll down a wall half as high as a person, are you an idiot!

The crown prince girl summoned a servant, and after a short while, the servant brought a basin of hot water and a few pieces of cloth similar to towels. After finishing the work, she respectfully withdrew.

"Get down."

Fusu pointed to the floor, and said indifferently from a bird's-eye view.

"Just rub it, I can hold back. Boys with rough skin and thick flesh are not so hypocritical."

"I just said that the dignity of your boys has nothing to do with me." Fu Su brushed his long hair, and reiterated lightly: "Now, get down."

"it is good."

Yan Ce had no choice but to lie obediently in front of the girl, Fu Su knelt and sat on the boy's waist, his soft gaze instantly turned into cold indifference when Yan Ce turned his head, and then the boy had no choice but to turn back resentfully, lying quietly beside the girl .

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"If possible, please be a little gentle..." Yan Ce endured Fusu's wiping technique which was not light or heavy, and said jokingly, "Please be kind to my waist."

Fusu ignored him, and continued to soak the cloth in hot water and wring it dry to wipe off the blood.

"Why do you have so many old scars on your back?" Fu Su frowned, and asked softly, "The blood overflowing from the new wound just now covered the old wound on your back. Aren't you from the Yanwang family? Like... a deserter?"

deserter?

No, how is it possible, the wound should be a gift from the "client" when Shaoyun Ling was on a business trip. He couldn't see the back at all, so he could only imagine the hideous outline of the scar from Fusu's description, probably It's because he knows what kind of shit this Shaoyun Ling has experienced in the past, he is completely an evil ghost crawling out of a knife.

"This should be a long story." Yan Ce's body trembled slightly from the pain, and forced a smile, "I'll explain it slowly later..."

"Heh..." Fu Su said coldly with a sullen face, "Could it be cut by another girl, Master Yan Ce."

"This may not be impossible. I have had a lot of things in the past... It hurts!"

The boy who was going to explain patiently was interrupted in an instant by the pain that was almost torn apart, and clenched his fists tightly.

"It's time to take the medicine, bear with it."

Fusu snorted coldly, stirred the viscous concoction with his index finger, and applied it on his back covered with scars.

"Leave quickly after taking the medicine, don't disturb my study."

Yan Ce turned his head in embarrassment, staring at the girl who was no longer gentle, "I've struggled for a whole day, and I finally came here to plead guilty. Can Mr. Fusu give me a chance to make up for it?"

This gentle crown prince has a good temper, and he will not speak harshly even in the face of the lowest servants. No one would have thought that he would be the future master of the country.However, when she is angry, it is unexpectedly oppressive.

He and the girl exchanged glances, Fusu's angry face was full of impatience, Yan Ce lowered his head and obediently lay down beside her, and said weakly: "If you don't want to forgive, I will try to come when you are not around." study in the dormitory."

"..."

His Royal Highness, who was applying the medicine, was silent for a while, as if feeling that this cold and distant attitude had unexpectedly worked on Yan Ce, the strength between her fingers gradually softened.

"When did you come to the school, what does it have to do with me?"

The medicinal juice was evenly applied to the wound, and the girl took out a handkerchief to wipe off the excess residue between her fingers, and knelt down beside Yan Ce indifferently.

"Besides, is there anything wrong with you? Is it your fault that you forgot your words at the engagement ceremony, Mr. Yan Ce?"

The girl gave Yan Ce a sideways look, and found a roll of gauze from the bookshelf at the bottom where the miscellaneous things were piled up, "Now, bandage the wound."

Yan Ce turned his back to Fu Su, and sighed: "Fu Su, I have been sleepless for nearly twenty hours at that time, forgetting words is definitely not my original intention."

As for the five "National Martyrs" who attempted to assassinate Qin, he deliberately kept it a secret. There was no need to tell the girl that the relationship between the two countries was already tense. , 100% of the Yan Kingdom, which uses assassins as a native product, can do it.