Chapter 75

"Who!"

Su Yueru glances at the window. The man in black, who was standing behind the window, is slightly stunned. She tugs at the jade bottle in her hand. She hesitates, but she is worried.

The Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he wanted to reach out to open the screen window. As soon as he reached out, he heard a familiar and low voice coming from inside.

"Yes, there is progress."

As the voice fell, a smell of white sandalwood came into her nose. In the blink of an eye, a man in a black wide sleeve robe, a white jade belt, and a purple gold crown were sitting at the table. This man, like a ghost, appeared quietly beside her.

"What are you doing here?"

The man who was supposed to push the window was slightly stunned, and suddenly frowned. He felt that his arrival was ridiculous, but his feet were like roots, and he couldn't move half a step.

"If the king does not come, how do you abuse yourself?"

He glanced at the reddened dagger that had been roasted, and the exposed untreated wound.

"Where's the golden sore medicine I gave you."

"The news of the Lord is really not well-informed. The Su family has spread all over the country."

"So, you gave all the top-grade acne medicine that the king gave you to your servant girl? How generous of you to be a man

Mo Beichen angrily wants to twist this woman's head down and see what's inside!

sure enough, he also put an eyeliner in Su Fu, or he also inserted his pawn beside her.

"I don't know it's all used up."

Su Yueru mumbled, thinking of the scene in the carriage in the evening, her face was red. Then she pretended to be calm and lowered her eyes. She picked up the dagger with her right hand and roasted it on the fire, saying that it was not nervous. After all, it was her elder martial brother's hand last time, and she was not sure that she would not burn herself.

Seeing Su Yueru take the roasted red dagger to his wound, Mo Beichen is stunned, and quickly reaches for her hand.

"Are you crazy? Will I allow you to harm yourself in my presence? "

"But I don't have any medicine or tools to disinfect. Why don't I Uncle, give me some more. "

Su Yueru mouth a hook, showing a coquettish smile, spread out the palm, slightly playful said.

Mo Beichen is tiny a Leng, this just realizes this small woman, is intentional, waiting for him to take the bait.

With a helpless sigh, he took out a small porcelain vase from his arms and handed it to Su Yueru.

Seeing Su Yueru reach for it, he takes it back after a pause.

"Uncle, if you don't want to give it, it's OK."

"I still like to see you look like this. That kind of respectful look is not suitable for you."

Su Yueru pouted.

"Uncle, the wound is very painful. Can you give me some medicine?"

Mo Beichen looked at the porcelain vase in his hand and said in a low voice.

"This is the last bottle. Even if your servant girl's skin and flesh are rotten, you are not allowed to use it for her."

"I see, I see."

Su Yueru spread out her palm and grinned. Naturally, she wanted to be humble.

Mo Beichen see her such a hippy face appearance, the heart can't help but be relaxed a lot.

Not only worried about her wound, but also about her attitude towards herself.

It's been a long time since anyone dared to talk to him like that.

"Forget it."

Mo Beichen suddenly took back his hand.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you? If you don't want to give it, it's OK. "

"I can't believe you, so I'll put the medicine here, and I'll give it to you at this time every day."

"Uncle, it's inconvenient for you to go in and out of the little girl's boudoir day by day, isn't it?"

Mo Beichen didn't care about the red tape. He took the porcelain bottle in his hand, stood up, went around the table, walked behind her, reached out and pulled her head of green silk to the right, stretched out his hand to open her skirt, revealing her white shoulder.

Because the wound was not treated in time, it was bloody and turned over, and looked terrible.

Even Mo Beichen, who took the injury as a meal, could not help but frown. As soon as he felt relieved, he pulled a clean embroidered handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped the blood around the wound clean. Then he opened the medicine bottle.

Powder sprinkles on her shoulder, Mo Beichen can feel her body a tight.

"Well..."

Can't help murmuring, fingers can't help squeezing into a fist.

"Do you know the pain?"

"I'm raw, too. How can I not know the pain? Like you, I don't know how to get rid of all the scars."

"There is still strength to refute. It seems to hurt enough."

Said magic, general from the sleeve took out a roll of medical gauze, hand slightly strong press in her shoulder.

"Ah..."

Su Yueru gave a low cry and almost screamed in pain.

Want to turn a head to stare that person one eye, but just moved a head, then be mo North Chen a twisted past."Don't move."

Said, but don't know how to start, this gauze, at least from the armpit across the past, but he can't call Su Yueru off clothes.

People standing outside the window seem to have regained their mind. They gently sipped their lips and put the porcelain bottle into their sleeves. After several ups and downs, they disappeared.

Mo Beichen intentionally or unintentionally glanced out of the window, mouth slightly hook, today's Moonlight, is really not the general charming.

"Don't I owe all my injuries to you? Where's the roster? "

"Yes."

Mo North Chen low should a, good half ring just say again.

"It's not that you don't want to get involved in this."

"I just want to know if my father's name is on the roster."

After all, she is now the eldest lady of the Su family. She doesn't want to put herself and the people around her in jail for the things she got in exchange for her life. It's not worth the loss.

"If so, do you want me to let go of your father and the Su family?"

Su Yueru pursed her lips, moved her arm, took off her half coat and showed her slender arm.

"You take off your clothes casually in front of the king. Is that really good?"

Su Yueru rolled her eyes, so what? She was still lying on the beach of Hawaii through bikini.

"How else would you dress my wound?"

Mo North Chen Za Za mouth, oneself unexpectedly be blocked by a small wench of speechless.

He did not know that he had not really understood the power of Su Yueru's mouth.

"If there is my father's name on the roster, will the Lord let me know and let Yueru make preparations early?"

Attitude change too fast, let him some not adapt, calm way.

"You'd better know as little as possible about the affairs of the DPRK."

"If you don't tell me, I know that the emperor is a sick young man. Although he established the crown prince early, the crown prince is young and has no real power. But as the crown prince grows up, he also tries to cultivate his own power. Under your wings, his wings will never unfold. The second prince doesn't care about the world on the surface. In fact, he doesn't agree with his elder brother. He supports his little uncle, that is, king Qi. The people who covet the throne are not only the prince and uncle you, but also one person in the court. Over the years, he has been cultivating his own power, almost equal to Uncle you. That person should be uncle's fourth brother, King Rui. Am I right? ”