Anyway, Wu Jia was also injured, and the wound was not shallow. If they really wanted to argue, they might end up fighting each other. By saying this, he was giving each other a step down.
After all, at this time, as Qin'er analyzed yesterday, when the Feng Kingdom fights against Nusha, the other four countries will benefit.
Wu Jia understood instantly and looked at the woman from the corner of his eye, "I will send someone to deliver the best gold-creating medicine. I'm rude today!"
These words are also to comfort Helan Qin'er. Their Nusha country has the best gold-creating medicine~ So there is no need to blame yourself.
well……
I sighed quietly in my heart, and my lowered eyes were full of annoyance.
If she had known this, she would have been alone in Prince Feng's Mansion and wouldn't have bothered to put on a show to win over anyone!
After a few words, the Nucha people left in a hurry.
…
After entering the study, the servants quickly brought cotton gauze and anti-hemorrhage medicine. Feng Ruohen sat on the couch on the left side of the room, spread out his injured hand and bandaged Hua Shang.
Helan Qin'er stood aside and watched, muttering in her heart.
Such a deep wound, the bleeding couldn't be stopped, and I didn't even call a doctor...
In fact, she felt guilty.
Hua Shang was probably frightened, as his hands couldn't help but tremble, and there was no way he could stop the bleeding.
Even the little maid next to her could see that her trembling hands made the wound more wanton, but Feng Ruohen didn't say a word.
Staring at the deep red wound, the thick blood flowed uncontrollably, and it unconsciously touched a certain place in his heart, and Helan Qin'er recalled the past.
It used to be like this...
In the spring of the second year after she entered the palace, the pear blossoms bloomed brilliantly, and the sky was filled with pink and white flowers.
Under the warm sun, the clear stream reflects the light of colorful glass, which is so dazzling that it seems unreal when people think about it now.
The gentle breeze, mixed with the light fragrance of pear blossoms, filled the entire palace.
That was the most beautiful time in Fengdu City.
Feng Yao found a beautiful kite from nowhere, with colorful painted butterflies that were vivid and lifelike. He dragged her and Feng Ruohen to escape from the tutor's class and quietly ran to the abandoned racecourse in the harem to play all day.
In the end, the kite string broke and it hung on a high tree. Feng Yao said forget it, none of them could go up to that height.