Feng Yao said forget it, none of them could go up to that height.
Let's go back and ask the gentlemen who paint the boats in the palace to draw another one.
Helan Qin'er was very stubborn. With the help of the three-legged cat kung fu she learned, she climbed up a towering tree and fell down hard when she got the butterfly kite.
At such a height, and a girl with delicate skin and tender flesh, she would probably break a few bones.
Unexpectedly, I opened my eyes and found two human cushions underneath me.
Feng Ruohen caught her head, while Feng Yao placed it under her buttocks.
The three children returned to the front school in embarrassment, mentally prepared to be punished by their master. However, they all survived because of the injury Feng Ruohen had sustained on his arm at an unknown time.
Thinking about it, it was probably the cut made on the sharp stone nearby when he caught her.
The black sleeves were soaked in large areas. If the master hadn't wanted to slap his palms, I don't know when someone would have discovered it.
He actually endured it and said nothing to anyone.
It was as if I was born without knowing pain.
The prince's injury was an extraordinary event. The Taifu was afraid that Emperor Feng would punish him, so he begged Feng Yao to conceal the matter.
As for His Highness the Crown Prince, this happened because he encouraged his younger brother and Helan Qin'er to skip school and play. He was also worried about being punished by his father, queen and mother, so he only agreed.
He quietly ordered the young eunuch to find some medicine and cotton gauze to stop the bleeding and treat the wounds of the injured person.
At that time, it was the same as now.
No matter how deep the wound was and the blood was flowing, he didn't say a word and just let others mess with him.
After several times, Xiao Qin'er couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to bandage him.
After all, she is a girl, and her heart is more delicate than that of Taifu and Feng Yao. While she was cleaning his wound, she also asked caringly: Does it hurt?
It was as if the wound had grown on himself.
Feng Ruohen was silent, with a slight smile in his eyes, and then shook his head.
At first glance, he looked like a submissive, well-behaved, silent and obedient young man. He never thought that many years later, he would seize power in a matter of seconds and change the history of Feng Kingdom.
Helan Qin'er stood aside and watched, and saw the thick red liquid flowing uncontrollably, and her heart started to twitch unconsciously.
This person... doesn't even know how to cry out in pain?