I don’t know what I was thinking, Chu Qianli didn’t say anything.
Feng Yexuan is also waiting.
He looked calm on the surface, with no expression on his face, and seemed to care about her answer at all.
But everyone who knows him knows that Prince Xuan doesn’t know how nervous he is at this moment.
Chu Qianli was still treating his wound, but his palm was already covered in fine sweat.
Will she forgive him?
Although those things happened after his consciousness was controlled, they were done by himself after all.
All the damage comes from him.
Chu Qianli still didn't say anything and was still treating his wounds.
It was not until the knife wounds on her shoulders and arms were treated that she stood up with the ointment.
"You were hypnotized by Feng Ling, I know."
Feng Yexuan's eyes had not changed, and he immediately wanted to pull up his clothes: "I'm fine!"
After being injured, the pain on his back was actually burning, but he didn't take it to heart and let it hurt at will.
Feng Yexuan closed his eyes, and a cool and comfortable feeling made him so comfortable that he could hardly help but sigh.
But before his hand could be reached out, he saw Chu Qianli holding the ointment and walking behind him.
A close relative.
"You know?"
"Huarong is here, right?" He didn't want her to see the wound behind her, but she could see clearly when she took off her clothes.
"What did you say?" Feng Yexuan turned around suddenly and grabbed her hand: "Gu Poison?"
Feng Yexuan was stiff all over.
From the beginning, there was no trace of the expression, and gradually, there were cracks.
Feng Yexuan's fingertips tightened slightly.
The God of War Prince Xuan can be cut by someone with a knife, stabbed by someone with a sword, or shot with a long arrow, but he will never be hit by himself one by one.
After applying the ointment, he directly applied his palm to his back and rubbed it gently.
She was not planning to leave, but...
I'm afraid he can't imagine this.
"The blood Gu can only be used to use the blood of the closest relatives to apply the Gu."
Chu Qianli sat down behind him and began to apply medicine to his stick injury.
He suddenly opened his eyes.
There is probably only one person who can beat him like this in the world.
Today, he had something in his heart and had to tell her clearly no matter what.
It is a wound caused by a wooden stick.
Huarong.
He didn't know about this!
Chu Qianli looked at him.
"I not only know that she has hypnotized you, but I also know that you have been poisoned by poison."
Now, there are only two of his closest relatives left.
It was hard to explain clearly. If she left, he knew that this dead woman might not give him a chance to speak easily in the future.
Feng Yexuan thought she was leaving and was about to pull her back.
I didn't want to mention Huarong at first, but I knew that Huarong was the biggest and deepest gap between them.
But, if you don’t mention it, does it not exist?
Chu Qianli's voice suddenly fluttered lightly when Feng Yexuan was enjoying it comfortably.
Finally, he just nodded and didn't say anything.
One is Feng Jinrui, the half-brother of the same father.
The other is his biological mother!
Huarong!
His biological mother gave him a gush!
But how could he believe it? Huarong is the closest and closest among the people he is in this world!
Why can the closest and closest person beg him and control him without any concern for family affection?