Chapter 6417

She suddenly turned around, and there was only one bellybag left on her body. Meng Huo took a look at it and felt that her blood was surging up in an instant.

He quickly turned his eyes to one side, safely came to him and held him, "you sit down first, I'm really OK."

Meng Huo felt that his head was going to explode. He didn't dare to look at her, but he wanted to. When he was tangled, Ping'an had already pressed him down and sat down, and his hands were still on his shoulders, so his eyes fell on her chest.

Although all the things that should be covered were covered, some of them would appear, making him feel thirsty. The more this, the more he felt that his whole body began to get hot.

"Why are you blushing? You have a fever?" Ping'an didn't know what he was thinking, so he reached out and touched his forehead.

"No There's no fever. Put on your clothes first. It's cold. Don't get sick. " Meng Huo quickly raised his hand to help her pull up the clothes.

"It's OK. It's not cold in the room. I'll climb on the bed for a while. I'm a little tired. I'll wear my clothes here. In this way, the wound will heal quickly." Ping'an said, he took off his coat and put it aside. He went to the bedside and went to the bed.

"Do you want to see the imperial doctor again? Is this medicine OK? Can you leave scar Meng Huo took a deep breath and came over. He looked at her back. He accidentally saw the place he shouldn't have seen. It seemed that it was more exciting to lie down like this.

"I don't know. Uncle Huang didn't say that. At that time, he just cleaned it and put on the hemostatic." Ping'an explains that her back still hurts, but she doesn't feel so bad when she thinks about Zhou Ling's injury.

If Zhou Ling hurt herself, she'll be OK, and she'll feel bad.

"Which doctor gave you the medicine? Didn't you say what it was? "

"There's no doctor. Uncle Huang gave me the medicine. I asked mammy Li to help me."

"Well, I'd better ask the royal doctor to send me a bottle of better medicine. It's better not to leave scars." Meng Huo looked at her back. There was no flaw except the scar. It would be a pity to leave a scar.

Ping'an nodded without objection. She hoped her back would be better soon, otherwise she would suffer in sleep.

As they were talking, shuier ran in and said, "Lord, I have a message from the palace. I want you to go to the palace immediately. It's said that King Chun and the envoys of Yi have gone to the palace I want to get into trouble with King Yi. "

Meng Huo's eyebrows wrinkled and he was about to go to the palace. Ping'an also sat up when he heard these words. His eyes were wide open. "What? They still have the face to go to King Yi to make trouble? What a shame! I'll go with you, too

"You have injuries. I'm responsible for resting at home." Meng Huo pressed her down.

"No, uncle Huang beat Zhou Ling because of me. To trouble him is to trouble me! I must go today Ping'an then asked shuier to bring his clothes.

Water is picking, peace ordered, "take a white."

Meng Huo wanted to stop her, but she refused to listen. She had to go to the palace. After she was dressed, Ping'an put on makeup again, wiped her face pale and her mouth white. In addition, she was very thin, which made her look like a man who lost too much blood.

Ping'an messed up his hair again, which made him look more like an injured patient.

Meng Huo, "..."

When he got to the gate of the palace, he put something into his mouth. Meng Huo asked, "what's this?"

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