Raiders of His Royal Highness

"If Miss Qin's maid is not around, Ben Gong can help Miss Qin deal with the wound."

Qin Zhirong was stunned when he heard the words.

Seeing that her wound was still bleeding, Yu Ling frowned, turned her head and told Huaining to get a basin of water, and then said to Qin Zhirong, "It is urgent to follow the right, Miss Qin, your injury is important."

After he finished speaking, he took the water basin in Huaining's hand.

Seeing Yu Ling's insistence, Qin Zhirong thought that he really couldn't handle the wound by himself. He had no choice but to nod and Fushen said, "If that's the case, then trouble Your Highness."

With permission, Yu Ling entered the house with water, and instructed Huaining, "Stay outside."

Others don't know her female identity. If they see her and Qin Zhirong alone in the room, although they have a marriage contract, it will be a hindrance to Qin Zhirong's reputation.

Most of the dogmas in this world are restricted to women. If there is anything wrong, the world's attention will always be placed on women. Therefore, if others knew that the two of them were alone in the meditation room, it would have no effect on her, the prince of the Jing Dynasty, but everyone would only think that Qin Zhirong was shameless.

Therefore, she is generally more tolerant and sympathetic to women who are in a weaker position in this world.

After closing the door and turning around, he saw Qin Zhirong standing beside him, looking a little overwhelmed.

Yu Ling smiled softly and said to her, "Miss Qin, don't be nervous, this palace will help you clean the wound first."

After Qin Zhirong sat down at her gesture, Yu Ling picked up the scissors and carefully cut the sleeves around her wound.

Accidentally touched a **** wound, Qin Zhirong took a deep breath.

Hiss, it really hurts.

Yu Ling raised her head and glanced at her who was biting her lower lip and covered in cold sweat. She lightened the strength in her hand and said, "Sorry, it hurts you."

Qin Zhirong was speechless and shook his head.

After cutting off the bloodstained sleeve, Yu Ling looked at her and said, "It may be very painful, Miss Qin has to endure it."

Seeing her nodding, Yu Ling dipped the handkerchief in water and carefully cleaned up some of the clotted blood.

From time to time, she looked up at Qin Zhirong, and if she saw that her brows were wrinkled again, her hands would be softer.

After getting the medicine, Yu Ling looked around and saw nothing to bandage the wound, so she turned to ask her, "Does Miss Qin carry a handkerchief with her?"

Qin Zhirong touched with the other hand, but couldn't find the handkerchief he was carrying, thinking that he probably fell on the mountain just now. She whispered: "It seems to have fallen off just now."

Then he said: "Your Highness, why don't you wrap it up at will..."

"No, if Miss Qin doesn't dislike it, you can use Ben Gong's."

Yu Ling took out a light blue handkerchief from his arms.

"There is no imprint of this palace on it."

Many people in Beijing like to embroider their own imprints on the handkerchiefs they use, but Yu Ling is not interested in this method. At this time, this handkerchief was also convenient to bandage Qin Zhirong's wound.

Qin Zhirong saw that there was no mark on the handkerchief with a faint fragrance, so he did not refuse, and nodded: "His Royal Highness Youlao."

While bandaging, she felt the touch of Yu Ling's cool fingertips accidentally scratching her arm, as if ants were gnawing on it, she was so shocked that she almost fell backwards.

This is a feeling Qin Zhirong has never had before.

Yu Ling noticed her strangeness and thought that he had started a little harder, so he looked up at her and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's getting better soon, Miss Qin will be patient."

Hearing this, Qin Zhirong quietly stopped starting, feeling a little embarrassed for a while. She had never been so close to a strange man before, and she didn't know what to say at this time.

"All right."

Yu Ling got up and saw Qin Zhirong's ears were red. Considering her identity as a man in the eyes of outsiders, she guessed that she might be a little shy.

After moving a distance without a trace, Yu Ling handed her some medicine and said, "Apply it to the wound every morning and evening, and then wrap it up."

Qin Zhirong took the medicine hesitantly and looked at Yu Ling: "I don't know how much money your Highness has for this medicine..."

"Miss Qin is too polite. This medicine is not worth a lot of money. You can take it."

Yu Ling didn't want to stay here too long, so she walked to the door after saying that.

"By the way, Ben Gong and Miss Qin have never met today, can Miss Qin understand?" After she opened the door, she remembered this, and turned to look at Qin Zhirong.