He held the arrow tightly and did not dare to open his eyes at all.
The next second, the body was pulled open.
A chaotic footsteps sounded in my ears, and then the anxious voice of the imperial physician—
"Quick! Stop the bleeding!"
"cloth!"
"Hot water!"
"Scissors!"
"medicine!"
“…”
Even if you keep your eyes closed, you can imagine how chaotic the whole scene was.
She didn't dare to open her eyes, for fear that she would see any terrible scenes.
My heart was beating wildly.
It was not until the noisy sound gradually disappeared that it slowly calmed down.
I don't know how long it took...
"Princess, you can open your eyes. The prince's wound has been bandaged." The manager's voice rang in his ears.
Gentle shook, slowly lifting his eyes.
As the manager said, the imperial doctor had already handled everything.
At this time, Dongfang Aoshi was half lying on the bed..., his upper body was naked... and he was wrapped in thick bandages.
Although his face was pale, his spirit looked good.
So, is it okay?
Look around gently and blankly—
The ground was covered with blood.
The water in the basin has been dyed red...
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Bang--"
The arrow in his hand fell to the ground, and gentle legs became weak, and he fell to the chair.
My mind was blank and I had no way of caring about whether the arrow had cut it off.
"Princess, you are covered in blood. Take a bath first and change your clothes." The manager walked over with his clothes.
He looked at the manager gently, nodded stiffly, and left with her.
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After taking a hot bath, my gentle mood finally calmed down.
But his hands were still shaking, and he couldn't even wear clothes and tie his own straps.
I can't even take up the string, it seems to weigh tens of millions of pounds.
I finally got it firmly, but I was wrong.
I was really scared by the incident just now.
"Princess, I'll do it." said the manager.
Nodded gently.
Usually, when you wear clothes, you don’t need anyone to help you with gentleness.
It is a special situation now, and Wenrou has no way to accomplish it himself, so she can only rely on the manager to help.
"How is he doing now?" asked Wenrou.
"Did the princess say the prince? The prince's wound has been treated and he is asleep now." The manager paused, "The imperial doctor said that as long as you don't have a fever tonight, you should be fine."
Nodded gently.
After a while, he asked again, "Have he... had he eaten?"
"The maids are ready, but the prince said he has no appetite and doesn't want to eat it." The manager sighed, "I have shed so much blood, and the prince's body is very weak now. The imperial doctor said that it is best to eat it.
Only by ordering something can you have the energy to resist the next six hours. But the prince refused to eat anything, and it was useless for his subordinates to persuade him all the time, but the prince just refused to listen."
The manager sighed again.
Gentleness can understand the difficulties of managing things.
This is Dongfang Aoshi's temper, self-centered and no one wants to persuade anyone to do.
If he keeps talking and angers him, he will definitely die miserably.
This is the experience that Wenrou has summarized in the royal palace for so long. Wenrou held the arrow tightly and did not dare to open her eyes.
The next second, the body was pulled open.
A chaotic footsteps sounded in my ears, and then the anxious voice of the imperial physician—
"Quick! Stop the bleeding!"
"cloth!"
"Hot water!"
"Scissors!"
"medicine!"
“…”
Even if you keep your eyes closed, you can imagine how chaotic the whole scene was.
She didn't dare to open her eyes, for fear that she would see any terrible scenes.
My heart was beating wildly.
It was not until the noisy sound gradually disappeared that it slowly calmed down.
I don't know how long it took...
"Princess, you can open your eyes. The prince's wound has been bandaged." The manager's voice rang in his ears.
Gentle shook, slowly lifting his eyes.
As the manager said, the imperial doctor had already handled everything.
At this time, Dongfang Aoshi was half lying on the bed..., his upper body was naked... and he was wrapped in thick bandages.
Although his face was pale, his spirit looked good.
So, is it okay?
Look around gently and blankly—
The ground was covered with blood.
The water in the basin has been dyed red...
He breathed a long sigh of relief.
"Bang--"
The arrow in his hand fell to the ground, and gentle legs became weak, and he fell to the chair.
My mind was blank and I had no way of caring about whether the arrow had cut it off.
"Princess, you are covered in blood. Take a bath first and change your clothes." The manager walked over with his clothes.
He looked at the manager gently, nodded stiffly, and left with her.
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************
After taking a hot bath, my gentle mood finally calmed down.
But his hands were still shaking, and he couldn't even wear clothes and tie his own straps.
I can't even take up the string, it seems to weigh tens of millions of pounds.
I finally got it firmly, but I was wrong.
I was really scared by the incident just now.
"Princess, I'll do it." said the manager.
Nodded gently.
Usually, when you wear clothes, you don’t need anyone to help you with gentleness.
It is a special situation now, and Wenrou has no way to accomplish it himself, so she can only rely on the manager to help.
"How is he doing now?" asked Wenrou.
"Did the princess say the prince? The prince's wound has been treated and he is asleep now." The manager paused, "The imperial doctor said that as long as you don't have a fever tonight, you should be fine."
Nodded gently.
After a while, he asked again, "Have he... had he eaten?"
"The maids are ready, but the prince said he has no appetite and doesn't want to eat it." The manager sighed, "I have shed so much blood, and the prince's body is very weak now. The imperial doctor said that it is best to eat it.
Only by ordering something can you have the energy to resist the next six hours. But the prince refused to eat anything, and it was useless for his subordinates to persuade him all the time, but the prince just refused to listen."
The manager sighed again.
Gentleness can understand the difficulties of managing things.
This is Dongfang Aoshi's temper, self-centered and no one wants to persuade anyone to do.
If he keeps talking and angers him, he will definitely die miserably.
This is the experience that Wenrou has summarized in the royal palace for so long.