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He had already made up his mind to ask her earlier, yet this damned woman was still looking at him with such a flabbergasted expression.

His unnatural expression looked extremely awkward due to his guilty conscience.

"Who did you say you missed?"

His thick eyebrows were furrowed, his expression was awkward, and his tone was stiff.

Liu Ruo Qing suddenly realized that was the reason why he asked.

She secretly laughed in her heart and quietly put away the awkwardness and guilt from her eyes and did not answer.

When Yan Yuan saw her smile but did not speak, the guilt in his heart grew even stronger.

As a husband, he had every right and reason to question her, but as soon as the words left his mouth, he felt uncomfortable.

Liu Ruo Qing saw that he did not say a word, which made him unable to sit still, and immediately stood up from the chair. "What? It's hard to answer This King's questions? "

Seemingly to cover up his guilt, the current Yan Yuan looked somewhat angry.

He reached out and grabbed Liu Ruo Qing, "Don't forget your status and identity, and think of other men behind this duke's back. Do you really think this duke won't do anything to you because of Liu Cheng He?"

Liu Ruo Qing was frightened by his anger, and she was confused and innocent.

This person was too strange. She thought that even his master had objections?

What kind of nonsense was in his head?

Her master was already in her seventies and eighties, could it be that she was going to have a young relationship with her master?

"Hiss —"

His arm hurt a little from being pulled, but he didn't realize that he was scared stiff by Yan Yuan just now.

Yan Yuan was so frightened by her deep frown that the strength in his hands suddenly relaxed. Even though his tone was still very loud, the lines on his face had become much gentler.

His face was cold as he spoke, but his eyes inadvertently revealed a bit of nervousness. He even felt somewhat guilty for having lost control of himself just now.

"Look at me, don't I look like I'm in pain?"

She bit her lower lip tightly, and used one hand to cover the wound on her shoulder. Only three days had passed, and Liu Ruo Qing's wound had yet to completely heal.

She gritted her teeth, and though she tried her best to endure it, the pain in her shoulder became more and more intense. She even trembled from the pain.

"Go into the house, I'll show you."

Yan Yuan was also a little anxious at this moment, he immediately bent down and hugged Liu Ruo Qing. Although the wound was extremely painful, but when Yan Yuan hugged her, she was still shocked.

After looking at it for a few seconds, he suddenly asked in a silly manner, "You won't throw me on the ground again later, right?"

Yan Yuan's footsteps that had entered the room paused for a moment, he looked down at Liu Ruo Qing's pale face, the nervousness in his eyes had already disappeared.

He snappily snorted, "Since you know how to talk rubbish, it looks like it's still very painful. Do you need This King to remove your arm?"

Yan Yuan glanced at her indifferently. The moonlight caused her face to become even more pale, and beads of perspiration dripped down his cheeks. Because he was reflecting the moonlight, her face looked somewhat shiny.

He quickened his pace and carried Liu Ruo Qing into the house, carefully placing her on a chair. Following that, he took the Golden Sore Medicine and walked in front of her.

Without realizing anything else, he began to untie her clothes.

Liu Ruo Qing was also in so much pain that she couldn't think. Naturally, she didn't notice how inappropriate Yan Yuan's actions were at the moment either.

When the clothes were opened, revealing the thick layer of gauze, a faint layer of blood-red seeped out through the gauze, causing Yan Yuan's brows to furrow deeply.

"Endure it, I'll untie it for you."

His voice was much softer now, and within his deep voice, there were a few traces of self-blame, causing Liu Ruo Qing to be stunned for a few seconds.

She lowered her eyes and did not say a word. She only looked at Yan Yuan's hands and took off the layer of gauze on her body, which was already permeated with blood.

In the next moment, shocking wounds appeared before each other's eyes.

The gash wasn't too bad, but blood kept gushing out of the gash. The scab on the wound was also stained with the blood. It was shocking to see.

Yan Yuan raised his eyebrows, and gently poured the medicinal powder in his hand onto her wound. His actions were light, as if he was afraid that he would hurt her again.

The Golden Sore Medicine was specially made by the imperial physicians of the court using all sorts of expensive medicinal ingredients. The effects were very obvious.

When the cool feeling seeped into her wound, the pain quickly became less intense.

Yan Yuan took the gauze and carefully wrapped it around her, his movements still very gentle. For a man like him, it was already a rare occurrence.

Liu Ruo Qing raised her eyes and quietly sized up Yan Yuan's face. His face was so close to hers that she could even hear his heartbeat.

At such a close distance, Yan Yuan's facial features seemed even more three-dimensional and distinct. This was the first time Yan Yuan's eyelashes were so long.

Liu Ruo Qing felt that just by looking at her, she could feel her blushing heart palpitating, and could also feel Yan Yuan's warm breath brush against her face, as if she had added some warmth to her original furnace.

"Alright, stop moving."

Yan Yuan's pleasant voice interrupted her train of thoughts at this moment, bringing her back to his senses.

Fortunately, the light was blocked by Yan Yuan at her current position, causing people to be unable to see her expression clearly.

At the same time, she noticed that although she had not taken off her outer robes yet, because of the fact that she had taken off her sleeves, when her clothes hung down, her entire body was revealed to Yan Yuan.

Although it was not much to Liu Ruo Qing who came from an open society, but for some reason, in front of Yan Yuan and the others, she was so embarrassed that she felt ashamed.

He didn't know when he had become so hypocritical.

"Thank you …" "Thank you."

She blushed, lowered her eyes and thanked him awkwardly. With her other hand, she struggled to put on her clothes.

Perhaps it was because one of his hands was inconvenient, or perhaps it was because he was too nervous and flustered, but no matter what he tried, his sleeve could not fit through.

She was getting a little anxious, and cursed twice in her heart, but her clothes were suddenly taken away by Yan Yuan, "Is her mouth injured? I wonder if I can get someone to help me? "

As he began to insult her, he carefully helped her to put on her clothes.

The two were very close once again, and their breaths were like two warm currents that intertwined and resonated with each other.

Yan Yuan helped her put on his clothes and when she straightened up, he noticed that Liu Ruo Qing's expression was a little strange.