C901 901 help me undress

She glanced at Yan Yuan and saw that his expression was normal. Her heart slightly relaxed as she took two steps forward to's side and followed him back to the Duke Palaces.

As the sounds of battle continued behind them, Liu Ruo Qing didn't think too much and quickly followed Yan Yuan. The three of them walked back to the Duke Palaces and slowly closed the doors, allowing Liu Ruo Qing to breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, young son had already fallen asleep on top of Yan Yuan's body.

Just as she was about to touch his face, she realized that Yan Yuan had not let go of her hand from start to finish.

She pulled back her hand, but did not succeed, and raised her head to look at Yan Yuan, "Your Highness?"

"Hmm?"

Yan Yuan turned around and looked at her, as if he didn't realize how weird his actions were at the moment.

Liu Ruo Qing was also a little awkward. Two men holding hands, didn't Yan Yuan feel that it was strange?

She gave him an awkward smile, then looked at the two of them tightly holding hands and said: "You …. Will you let me go? "

Yan Yuan lowered his eyebrows and lightly glanced at the hand he was holding with Liu Ruo Qing. His expression did not change at all and there was not the slightest bit of awkwardness.

Before the awkwardness on Liu Ruo Qing's face could be removed, she heard Yan Yuan ask: "What are you feeling embarrassed about?"

"Huh?"

Liu Ruo Qing's expression stiffened. She, who was already embarrassed, did not expect Yan Yuan to ask this question so straightforwardly. The expression on her face became even more awkward and awkward.

Seeing the change in her expression, Yan Yuan calmly pulled at the corner of his mouth. His eyes were still looking at her with a serious expression, as if he didn't know why she was so embarrassed.

Liu Ruo Qing rubbed her hands together in slight embarrassment and braced herself, answering: "Your Highness, I … This little one is a man. "

He must have understood, she replied.

For the past few days, his actions towards her had occasionally revealed traces of spoiling her, causing her to almost forget that she was a calf.

Those people in the mansion secretly discussed how their prince had fallen in love with a man. Hadn't he heard of this?

He doesn't care about his reputation at all?

Liu Ruo Qing thought. Seeing that Yan Yuan's expression did not change after hearing what he had said, there was no awkwardness or embarrassment on his face.

Liu Ruo Qing could not help but sigh in her heart: The Prince is indeed the Prince, being so calm and collected, being so composed.

When he looked at Yan Yuan again, the indifference in his eyes had become deeper and deeper. He slowly raised his arm, and stopped at the side of her head;

Just as she was at a loss as to how to respond, she heard Yan Yuan's low voice with a seriousness that could not be ignored. "It doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as it's you."

Before Liu Ruo Qing could react to what Yan Yuan meant, he had already put his sleeping son into her hands. With a low and hoarse voice, she said with a slight tremble, "My waist is injured, help me carry Heng Er back to his room."

Hearing that Yan Yuan was injured, and that his voice was trembling, Liu Ruo Qing did not have any other thoughts. She immediately hugged young son and nodded to Yan Yuan, still feeling uneasy: "My prince, are your injuries serious?"

Yan Yuan looked at her and solemnly nodded, "Zhong! If you hurt your kidney, there are some things that will not be easy to do. "

Liu Ruo Qing, "..."

How could someone as evil as her not understand the meaning behind Yan Yuan's words?

Only, she was a little shocked, how could Yan Yuan still speak such vulgar words to an outsider?

Although she thought that in her heart, when she thought about the wound on Yan Yuan's waist, she didn't dare to delay any further. Carrying young son, she quickly went upstairs.

The corner of Yan Yuan's mouth curved slightly upwards as he looked at her back. Under the moonlight, the hand that was withdrawn from his waist shone with a blinding blood-red light.

Liu Ruo Qing placed the young son on the bed and carefully covered him with the blanket. When she turned around, Yan Yuan had already entered the room, and thinking about the injury on his waist, she panicked. He quickly walked up and asked: "Prince, how are your injuries?"

Yan Yuan looked at her but did not reply. After pondering for a few seconds, he suddenly extended his hand out towards her, looking like he wanted to hug her.

Liu Ruo Qing, "..."

How come you're still begging for a hug like a child, only hugging her can heal your injuries?

Liu Ruo Qing muttered in her heart. Seeing that he did not take her hands back, she frowned, braced himself, and went forward to hug him. She even lightly patted his back out of habit.

The corner of Yan Yuan's mouth twitched, and said with a serious expression: "This king wants you to help me take off my clothes."

Liu Ruo Qing, "..."

Your sister! He misunderstood!

Liu Ruo Qing screamed in her heart and raised her eyes to look at Yan Yuan. Seeing him looking at her with a smile in his eyes, and a smile that was not a smile, her face was burning hot.

Seriously, wouldn't it be fine if he just told her to take off her clothes? What was he supposed to do if he were to stretch his hands out motionlessly? Was it fun to watch her make a joke?

She was angry and embarrassed at the same time, she looked up and glanced at Yan Yuan, and her ears started to heat up.

Yan Yuan looked at her embarrassed appearance, and the curve of his lips grew wider.

Liu Ruo Qing was worried about Yan Yuan's injuries at the moment, so she did not argue with him and went up to take off his robes. In the beginning, she only focused on comforting the little fellow in her arms, not paying attention to when he got injured.

Now that he took off the outer robes, the white shirt was dyed with blood red, causing Liu Ruo Qing's face to turn white.

He stepped forward and helped Yan Yuan to sit on a chair, "Your Highness, please wait, I'll call the Mr. Lu."

With that, she turned and was about to run out, but Yan Yuan was a step faster than her, he grabbed her hand and shook it: "It's too late, Mr. Lu is already asleep, there's no need to trouble him."

Liu Ruo Qing did not think too much into it. Although Mr. Lu did not have any achievements, and lived in the King Jing Palace, but the couple had always been respectful to the Mr. Lu.

"But Your Highness, your injuries …"

"It's just some external injuries. Go to the cupboard and get This King some medicine."

When they were in the courtyard, didn't they say that their injuries were very serious and would affect that aspect of the battle?

Liu Ruo Qing muttered in her heart, but did not delay, and directly walked towards the cabinet in the room.

Yan Yuan sat on the chair and watched as she opened up the cabinet with familiarity and took out a small wooden box that was specially made for holding medicinal bottles. Opening it, there were a lot of medicine, she took a small jade bottle and some gauze, and then walked back.