Chapter 1070

Anyway, no matter what Bai sang thinks, this man has settled down.

Because she also knew that although it was remote, someone really searched here.

I heard footsteps outside.

I don't know if the young master is really powerful. He hid here and was not found by the group.

Moreover, the healing powder Duancheng brought was really a holy healing product. He was stabbed in the back. After Wenze sprinkled powder on him every day, he was able to sit up on the third day.

Because he smelled so bad, she didn't enter the room much.

She found Duancheng sitting up, which she saw when she came to deliver dinner.

"It smells terrible. Can you get me a bucket of water?"

When the man saw Bai sang coming in, he shouted.

Bai sangmianlu put down the food and went straight away, ignoring him at all.

"Hey, you palace maid, didn't you hear me?"

At this time, Duancheng came in, "Sang Sang is not an ordinary palace maid. She is my benefactor."

"Oh, that's right."

Bai sang didn't hear what they said.

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Another few days passed.

Duan Cheng can stand up and walk.

Although the walking posture was a little stiff, Bai Sang was surprised that he could walk casually.

"Little Sangsang, can I take a bath? It's too uncomfortable."

I don't know what Wenze told him. Now Duancheng is not crazy at the beginning.

It seems that his temper is suppressed by something good.

Bai sang shook his head: "you can take a bath, but you can't take a bath, otherwise the wound will be --"

The latter words were not said, and Duancheng knew what it was.

Shrugging his shoulders, "well, step in and take a bath."

Then take a bath and need help.

This man, Wenze, is short and can't help him.

So Bai sang became the only candidate.

"No, I don't agree." Duancheng over there discussed with Wenze and wanted Bai sang to take a bath for himself.

Unexpectedly, wenzeth didn't hesitate to refuse.

"Why? Just ask her to take a bath for me, and you can't help me, or I'll find you -"

"I'll help you." Wenze nodded.

"Ah? You little short leg..."

The latter words did not dare to say, because Wenze's face was half black.

Bai sang sniffed.

She went to boil the water.

Then one big and one small in the room.

Inside Duancheng began to gossip, "Your Highness, do you like Sang Sang? Don't you want her to see a man's body?"

Wenze doesn't know what love is.

He just doesn't like Sang Sang to serve others.

Sang Sang can only serve himself.

"Sang Sang is my benefactor."

"Yes, benefactor, what benefactor?"

Then Duancheng accepted a tragic past.

Duancheng is a perceptual man. He rubbed the corners of his eyes. "I didn't expect you to live so miserable. The only mammy who brought you up was killed by random sticks, leaving Sangsang with you. You're too poor."

Why is Duancheng's arrogance gone? I also heard about Wenze's tragic life experience.

I didn't expect such a tragic thing to happen in addition to my tragic life experience.

"Before, my mother always told me that I grew up in a honey pot. It's no big deal. Now compared with you, I grew up in a honey pot."

Duan Cheng sighed.

Wenze's face was expressionless. Holding a cloth stained with water in his hand, he began to wipe it at his waist.

He is short. Duan Cheng sits on a small bench. He can't wipe his back. He can only bend down and wipe other parts.