Chapter 577

I wanted to deal with this matter in a low-key way. Bai Sang also made an excuse to say that he was watching the flowers in the imperial garden and reached out to touch the flowers.

"All out!" Bai sang scolded.

The palace maids and eunuchs looked at each other. What did mammy want to say.

But it's the first time you've seen your majesty so angry.

You can only leave with your head down.

Soon there were only two people left in the bedroom.

"I've been... What does my pollen tinea have to do with you? Throw this thing away quickly!"

Reach out and grab.

Wenzo didn't expect his majesty to catch thorns. He didn't have time to dodge for a moment.

"Ah!" Bai sang forgot to look at the thorn on it. As soon as he grabbed it, the palm was stabbed.

The kind that hurts.

I was allergic and uncomfortable.

And the wound on wenzo's back.

Now I'm stabbed again. Bai Sang's good temper is gone.

Her tears splashed down. "Yes, it's all your fault. I was itching. I've been living all day, but you even blocked me. Do you think you can make up for me by beating yourself?"

"Now it makes my hand tingle. I'm sick to death!"

Bai sang sat directly on the ground and cried.

If he wants to kneel on the ground, he will sit on the ground.

Wronged Bala's face, with tears, was very pale because of illness.

With such a cry, wenzo can't remember his mistake.

Hurriedly picked up Bai sang and carefully put it on the bed.

"Your Majesty, don't cry, I......" wenzuo forgot the farewell of his ministers and monarchs and reached out to wipe away Bai Sang's tears.

Bai sang cried harder and harder, and tears flowed more and more.

She sobbed and pointed to his back: "throw it away quickly."

"It's because of my majesty's suffering. If I didn't take your majesty down to see what flowers, your Majesty would be fine. It's all my fault. I..."

Before wenzo finished his words, Bai sang cried even louder.

Provoked mammy outside to knock on the door: "what's the matter with your majesty?"

A gesture of coming in.

"No one can come in!" Bai sang roared.

Who dares to listen to the emperor?

No one dares to knock at the door now.

Wenzuo snorted, "Your Majesty, you will be misunderstood."

His cheeks are a little red.

A little more.

Bai sang hummed, "what's the misunderstanding? Why don't you get rid of the thorns on your back? Do you still want me to catch it myself? "

Wenzo quickly put down the thorns on his back.

Mixed with red blood, Bai sang looked distressed again.

"I'll get the medicine." Bai sang wanted to get out of bed.

"Your Majesty, don't move. I'll get it."

Wenzuo has lived in the palace for more than half a year. He knows where to put things better than Bai sang.

He stood up and touched the wound.

Bai sang saw that he looked bad. "You deserve it. Who let you beat yourself so hard." Suddenly he remembered, "you can't hit your back by yourself. Who did?"

She became clever.

"I let my father smoke it. I know at home that your majesty hates me because of my suffering. I'll let my father smoke me severely."

well.

Bai sang has kept Marquis Wenwu in mind.

Next time the old man asks her to do something, he will definitely not agree!

Just throw the memorial back!

Wenzo came with a bottle of wound medicine.

"I'll help you with the medicine." Bai sang reached for it.

Wenzo was afraid that she would cry again. Now everything depends on her.

Wenzo squatted by the bed and exposed his whole back to Bai sang.

Bai Sang's tears almost fell again.

Fearing that he would get inflamed, he sprinkled a bottle of healing powder on wenzuo's back.