In just a few seconds, countless horrific scenes flashed through her mind.
In every scene, Huangfu Hao was killed by Dongfang Aoshi and fell into a pool of blood...
No.
No.
No.
Huangfu Hao's martial arts skills are so high that he will not be killed easily.
It's a coincidence.
Dongfang Aoshi may have accidentally touched something, leaving such a scar.
Wen Wenwen took a deep breath to calm down, but her voice was still dry, "Dongfang Aoshi, what happened to your injury?"
Dongfang Aoshi's pupils shrank slightly, but his expression did not change at all, "Second Miss is very concerned about my king's injury?"
"Can't I care?" Wen Wen pretended to be calm, but in fact, her chest had already become a ball of panic.
I am really worried that something will happen to Huangfu Hao.
Dongfang Aoshi curled his lips and said nothing.
The more he didn't say anything, the more panicked Wenwen became.
Damn it!
Could something really happen to Huangfu Hao?
Wen Wenwen was uneasy, and really wanted to go to the servants' room, but she was afraid that nothing would happen. If she got excited, she would harm Huangfu Hao, so she could only endure it.
"The wound has been soaked in water and is a bit swollen. It needs to be treated quickly." Wen Wen said, but her mind was not here at all.
"Second young lady, help me deal with it?" Dongfang Aoshi stared at Wen Wen tightly, his dark pupils flickering on and off, shining with some kind of faint light.
Wen Wen was focused on Huangfu Hao and didn't notice his sizing. She nodded submissively, "Okay."
There was no resistance at all?
Dongfang Aoshi's long eyes narrowed coldly again, and he had doubts in his heart, but said nothing.
"Stewardship."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
The steward brought medicine and gauze over as quickly as possible, and asked the maid to remove the things on the table.
Dongfang Aoshi pushed the thing in front of Wen Wen, looking at Wen Wen with sharp eyes.
Wen Wen didn't dare to look at him for fear of being noticed.
He lowered his head, soaked the gauze in disinfectant wine, took it out, and carefully cleaned Dongfang Aoshi's wound...
The blood in the wound had solidified. When I was washing it, I accidentally pulled it and the wound began to ooze blood.
The gentle hand was shaking a little, "Are you okay? Does it hurt?"
"It's just a minor injury." Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip nonchalantly.
Wen Wen remembered that he once held a hot soldering iron with his bare hands, and felt that his worries were unnecessary.
This man has no pain nerves at all.
"You haven't told me yet, what's the matter with this injury?" Wen Wenwen secretly confided and changed the topic back.
"It's nothing." Dongfang Aoshi curled his lower lip, still looking indifferent, "I just met an assassin who is not afraid of death."
"Assassin?" Could it be Huangfu Hao? Wen Wenwen's heart was lifted, and her voice trembled slightly, "What kind of assassin?"
"Second Miss, are you worried about me?" Dongfang Aoshi narrowed his eyes and stared at her deeply, with a cluster of fire shining in his eyes, as if he was happy?
Wen Wen felt guilty for a while when he saw him. She couldn't deny it, so she could only lie bravely, "Yes... I'm worried. Master Jiu is the prince of the Suzaku Kingdom, so being injured is a big deal..."
Dongfang Aoshi's mood had just risen, and before he could feel happy, Gengent poured a basin of cold water on his face.
I thought Wen Wen was worried about herself, but it turned out to be because of his identity...
His handsome face instantly turned cold, and his voice was cold, "The king is injured, shouldn't the second lady be happy?"