Chapter 195

Huajing looked at childe Zhuge and didn't say much. She has never met feelings. She doesn't know why feelings can make people so incredible. Childe Zhuge, who was in a coma, called the princess's name one day and one night. It should be 1111 times just now.

Huajing looked at such an infatuated man and couldn't help feeling sorry for the princess. If the princess could give up her marriage, maybe it wouldn't be so! The sudden pain on the wound made Huajing cry. When he tried to hold Zhuge Qinghuan, the wound stabbed by the assassin cracked again.

Hearing Huajing's call, Qinghuan opened his eyes and asked with concern, "are you okay?"

"Nothing," Huajing said, biting her lips. Although the wound was painful, when asked by Zhuge Qinghuan, Huajing's heart rose a trace of warmth and pulled out a smiling face worse than crying, Wen said.

When Zhuge Qinghuan was about to ask again, he saw a drop of blood on Huajing's clothes and immediately shouted, "you... Unlock my acupoints."

After seeing the firmness of Zhuge Qinghuan's face and a short moment of hesitation, Huajing stretched out his hand to unlock the sealed acupoints on him.

"Are you okay? Don't move. I'll find medicine for you. If it's not cured, this arm will be useless!" ZHUGE Qinghuan, sitting up, saw Huajing's bloody sleeves, and his heart trembled!

Looking at the slightly staggering back, Huajing burst into tears. I've never been cared for... I've always been myself. I don't know how good it is to be cared for! A smile that even she didn't remember appeared on a calm and cold jade face.

Since I followed the princess, I felt that the princess had been very good to her. That was the favor of the master to the slave... However, I never thought that being cared for could be so warm.

"Childe Zhuge, let Huajing come by himself!" Huajing said in embarrassment when she saw that Zhuge Qinghuan was going to give her medicine. Huajing's face was crimson.

"Can you do it yourself? I'm sorry... I'm in a hurry and forget whether men and women give or receive..." Qinghuan immediately took back her hand to apply medicine to Huajing and said with embarrassment.

"Thank you, childe Zhuge... Just Huajing..." Huajing took the herbal medicine and asked with a little doubt, "childe also knows medicine?"

"I know a little. I read some medical books when I was young." Qinghuan's gloomy eyes, pale as pear white tone, have deep sadness and loneliness