The Most Spoiled Medical Concubine

Song Qingqing blinked innocently, reached out and patted the bow and arrow, and said, "but we agreed to shoot three arrows. I just talk about rules. There are no rules. Since I have shot two arrows, the third arrow is necessary."

Song Yihuan asked uneasily, "are you sure you won't hurt me?"

"No!" Song Qingqing shook his head without hesitation.

Shua, song Yihuan was in a cold sweat again.

Her heart fell down. She had a premonition that she would play to death today.

"Queen, there is one thing you may not know. I know some medical skills, that is, if I hurt you, as long as it's not the key part, I can cure you. I try not to hit your key part, OK?" Song Qing squints and smiles sweetly.

Finally, song Yihuan couldn't help a hot stream of water seeping out of his pants.

"What's the taste?" Song Qing subconsciously tightened his eyebrows.

Even the bodyguard next to him covered his nose and looked at Song Yihuan strangely.

Song Yihuan was standing there at this time, and he wanted to die.

Song Qingqing looks at her sarcastically and then turns away.

The third arrow shot quickly. When song Yihuan felt that it was aiming at her eyebrows, a touch of sadness rose from her feet. Her eyes darkened and her head tilted, and she fainted.

"Dang!" Well, the arrow fell on the right side of her ear and nailed her flying hair there.

After returning to the palace, song Qingqing enters her room. Because she is fighting with two tigers, she is seriously injured. Before, she just didn't want to show it in front of shangguanrui. Now that there is no one, she feels the pain to the bone.

She took off her bloody clothes and asked someone to bring hot water. After cleaning her whole body, she began to apply medicine to the wound. However, in some places, she could feel the burning pain, but she had no way to do it by herself.

She was hesitating when she heard a knock on the door.

"Who?" Song Qingqing's cold eyes flashed with light.

"Song San, it's me!" The sound of the fire dragon's worry came.

"Wait a minute!" Although song Qingqing was a modern man, he didn't want the fire dragon to see his clothes in order.

She put on her clean clothes again, and then wrapped them in a cape. Making sure there was nothing wrong, she opened the door.

"What's the matter?" Her face was plain tired.

Fire dragon heartache way: "if you don't mind, I'll help you deal with the wound."

There was a struggle on Song Qingqing's face. Now she has no dependents to trust. Shangguanrui can't use them. But what about the back injury?

As if to see her dilemma, fire dragon urgent way: "you can cover my eyes, so?"

Song Qingqing laughed: "it's not that serious. Come in!"

The Dragon came in and closed the door.

There was a strong smell of medicine in the room. It seemed that she had been treating her wounds before he came.

"I've done everything I can, but there are some on the back. You have to help me." The Song Dynasty opened his mouth freely.

"Good" fire dragon a should, but do not know why, the face is actually hot.

Song Qingqing sat on the chair, facing the wall and said, "you can lift my cloak directly."

Fire dragon's hand just stretched out, but for a moment it froze there, he tried to hide his heavy breathing, hesitated for a long time before he said in a dumb voice: "no, you'd better cover my eyes with brocade."

Song Qingqing knew that there was a barrier in his heart, so he didn't ask for it. He put out his hand and took a handkerchief to cover his eyes.

Fire dragon's breathing was stable. When his fingers touched the scratches of different depths, the original beautiful mind quietly recovered, and the rest was love and anger. He didn't dare to think about how she fought with two tigers and how she escaped from danger. The scars made his heart begin to tremble.

Song Qingqing was also in pain. When the ointment was applied to the wound, her body shivered subconsciously.

The fire dragon's hoarse voice came from her head: "did it hurt you? I'm sorry

Song Qing shook his head: "it's OK, you can continue."

"Good!" The Dragon answered and continued to apply ointment to her.

It's a few ordinary conversations, but it's like thunder in the ear of the man outside the door. He reaches for the door and wants to rush in to have a look. But after a long hesitation, he retreats.

He crushed the ointment in his hand and didn't care if the porcelain was stuck into his palm.

She and fire dragon unexpectedly so, she would rather take a fancy to fire dragon this medium Wu Fu, all don't want with oneself? What's worse than him?

He clenched his teeth and left in anger.

Peace was restored outside the door, but a few drops of blood on the ground showed that someone had just come.

Song Yihuan came back from the hunting ground because he was frightened. He had a high fever and had been sleeping for a day and a night before he opened his eyes.

Seeing the maid waiting in the room, she got up and said, "give me water. I want water."

"Queen, you wake up!" The little maid didn't hide her surprise at all. She rushed to pour water for her.

Song Yihuan took a sip and moistened her throat. Then she felt the burning pain subsided. She frowned and asked, "where's the king? Have you ever come to see me? "

The little maid's face flashed a touch of uneasiness, hesitated and didn't speak.

Song Yihuan was in a depressed mood. He was even more angry. He grabbed the tea bowl in his hand and smashed it on her. He also scolded: "if I ask you, just answer. What can I hide?"

The little maid was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground quickly: "tell the queen that the king has never been here."

"Oh Song Yihuan sneers. It's true that there are new people who forget the old. At this time, Shangguan Rui's eyes are only song San's cheap girl, right?

She put on a sneer from the corner of her lips and said in a Yin voice, "go and prepare hot water for me to take a bath. I want to take a bath."

"Yes The little maid quickly got up and walked out.

After a while, song Yihuan sits in the bath bucket. She wants to figure out how to clean up the cheap girl. This time, she can't get away with it.

She suddenly thought that she might find an alliance. She once investigated that Wu Xin was the confidant of the king. In addition to song Yihuan who hated song Qingqing, Wu Xin must be the second one who hated her most in the world, right?

"Go and invite Wu Xin. I have something to look for her!" Song Yihuan said anxiously.