3275. Chapter 3275 [Eastern] How can there be so many words 11
Retreat to the side and whispered to the maid, "The princess accidentally injured her hand when she was cutting vegetables just now. Go and find the imperial doctor to get some medicine and send it to the princess."
"Yes." The maid took the order and turned around and walked towards the door.
As soon as I reached halfway through, the cold voice of Dongfang Aoshi sounded-
"stop!"
"Prince?" The maid didn't know what was wrong with her. She glanced at the manager and came to Dongfang Aoshi tremblingly, knelt down, her voice trembling, "Prince, what are the instructions?"
Dongfang Aoshi didn't say anything and glanced at the manager coldly.
The manager was shocked and hurried over and knelt down, "Prince."
"Who did you just say was hurt?" Dongfang Aoshi asked with a calm face.
The manager was speaking very little just now, and Dongfang Aoshi didn't hear it very clearly, and only heard a few keywords.
"This..." The maid looked at the manager, lowered her head, and dared not say anything.
Dongfang Aoshi's cold gaze swept towards the manager.
The manager was shocked and did not dare to hide anything, "Go back to the prince, it's the princess."
"Bang--"
Dongfang Aoshi paused his bowls and chopsticks, stood up, condescendingly, with a domineering and darkness, "Is she injured?"
"Yes, yes." The manager was sweating coldly, "When the princess was cutting vegetables just now, her finger accidentally cut it..."
When the manager said this, he looked up quietly and looked at Dongfang Aoshi.
Dongfang Aoshi's cold expression made her face pale in an instant, and he explained hurriedly, "But please don't worry, the princess is just a little skin breaking, it's nothing big, just apply some medicine and it's okay..."
"What are you doing while standing there? Why don't you go--" Dongfang Aoshi roared.
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." The manager jumped up and rushed towards the door.
The maid also rolled away happily.
Just the moment he stepped out of the door, Dongfang Aoshi spoke again and called her-
"return."
"Prince." The manager knelt in front of Dongfang Aoshi again.
"Take the medicine."
"yes."
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It's deep in the night.
The cold moonlight sprinkles silently.
Lying gentle on the bed..., asleep deeply.
Around me is Yaohua, who is also sleeping soundly.
The two leaned tightly together to warm each other.
Suddenly, the moonlight was blocked by a figure.
Dongfang Aoshi came to the bed and sat down silently.
Gently felt the bed seemed to move gently.
But she thought it was a dream, so she didn't care, so she moved and continued to sleep.
Suddenly, my hands felt hot and it seemed like I was being held.
The next second, something touched lightly between my fingers, cool and a little thorny.
Gentle and uncomfortable frowned, turned over, trying to get rid of the thing.
But unexpectedly, I touched an obstacle!
Gentle jumped in surprise and opened her eyes.
A black figure sat by the bed!
Gentle gasped and was about to scream.
A low voice swept open in the quiet space—
"It's this king."
Oriental pride?
Gentle and stuttered, he quickly lit the light.
It's really the pride of the East.
He sat by the bed, his eyes were low, and in his hands, he held cotton and gauze stained with wine.
And my hands felt wet.
Gentle frowned: Is he here to apply medicine to himself?
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