She didn't expect that Jiu'er was so courageous and dared to glare at her like this. Could she be easily offended?
Jiu'er was glared at by Chang Le, and immediately lowered his head with a complicated expression, his eyes showing unwillingness and anger.
It seemed that there was no need to disguise anything between her and the third princess. The hatred between the two of them that had not been revealed before had been completely exposed.
Chang Le coldly took the pink gauze handed to her by another maid and put it on. Her eyes were always calm and composed. This Jiu'er was getting bolder and bolder. She must teach her a lesson if she had the chance.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became solemn.
In front of so many palace ladies, Chang Le couldn't let Chu Wuyou watch him change his clothes, so he kept sitting on the jade chair coldly, with an unpredictable look on his brows.
"Have you changed your clothes?" Suddenly, Chu Wuyou stood up, his long figure showing a faint light and shadow, and walked to the screen with his head tilted slightly. At this time, Chang Le and Jiu'er were shocked, thinking that he was going to
Break in.
Changle quickly put on the veil and stared nervously at the long figure.
Unexpectedly, he stopped in front of the screen, looked at the flowers and birds on the screen like a gentleman, and said to Changle: "Stretch out your hand and let me see what's going on."
Reach out?
Changle raised his eyebrows in surprise. She had internal injuries. How could he tell from her hands?
But he has made demands, and if she doesn't comply, she will probably anger him.
Thinking of this, she slowly stretched out her hand. Before the hand reached outside the screen, a pair of big, sharp-jointed hands stretched out and quickly took her hand in hers.
Holding his hands together, Changle felt an electric current course through his body.
His fingers are very long and white, but not thin. They are even in thickness and just right. However, there are a little calluses on the fingertips, probably due to years of martial arts training.
He gently stroked her green fingers and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Your hands are much thinner than last time. How are they? Does it still hurt?"
Much finer!
Changle couldn't help but secretly curse, was he doubting her and testing her?
In fact, her fingers were similar to those of the eldest sister. They were both very delicate fingers, so he probably couldn't tell them apart.
But when he said that, she was really shocked.
"It doesn't hurt much anymore. I'll just let the imperial doctor take a look at it and it'll be fine. Concubine Xue's palm wasn't heavy."
"He is an eight-star martial spirit, and you are just an ordinary person. How could her palm not be heavy?"
Chu Wuyou raised his eyes in surprise, and kept dragging her little hand, pulling gently, and she felt the slightest throbbing in her heart, and the feeling of electric current became stronger.
His question made Jiu'er next to him turn pale with fright, and he was so nervous that he didn't know what to say.
Chang Le was busy searching for the answer in his heart. When he was anxious, the man outside the screen was already saying reproachfully: "You still want to lie to me at this time. This slap is so heavy. After the imperial doctor takes a look at it, you must have a good rest. No
Be sure to talk to her privately again!"
His tone was very domineering, steady and deep.
When he said this, Changle and Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. This man really knew how to stir up the atmosphere and could make the atmosphere very tense in an instant.
At this time, the imperial doctor arrived. The imperial doctor stood outside the screen and reached out to take Chang Le's pulse. After checking the pulse, he carefully looked at the man who had been staring at him coldly.
"Your Highness, fortunately, Xu Meiren's injury is not serious. I will prescribe a prescription for her to take good care of her later..."
"No need, just go and get the 'Five Flower Jade Dew Water' to heal her injuries."