He only felt tired when he put Yu Zhili on the carriage. He sat on the side panting. However, he only rested for a while before checking Yu Zhili's injuries. Yu Zhili's back could not be seen at all. It had been beaten to pieces.
There was no good condition anywhere that he could see. Meng Liao's eyes were red, and he murmured in a low voice, "The previous injuries have not healed completely, and new injuries have been added. When will this heal?"
When Meng Liao looked at the injury on Yuzhi Quercus' back, the slight warmth was just enough to see the burn wound on the front of Yuzhi Quercus. The flesh at this place was basically dead, showing a burnt black color and a triangular shape.
The emperor is really crazy, otherwise how could he do it?
If Jun Li hadn't come over, Ah Li would definitely have suffered a lot. They really owed Jun Li a huge favor, and they would not be able to pay it back in a while.
"Ah Li, I'm sorry." Feng Qinghan glanced at Meng Liao and Wei Nuan who were treating Yu Zhi Li's wounds and whispered.
"It's none of your business. You are who you are. You don't need to feel guilty for anyone." Yu Zhiyue said with a smile. There was no pain or resentment on his face. He made it clear that he would not think it was the wind.
Qinghan's fault.
In fact, he didn't hate Fengzhao's emperor much. The pain was nothing, he could bear it, and besides, didn't they come very quickly? He is still fine now.
"Ah Li, I can only give you a simple treatment now. The medicine I brought is not that complete." You can't heal your wounds properly on the carriage, so you can only do simple treatment and wait until you get back.
"It doesn't matter." Yu Zhiyue shook her head indifferently.
Meng Liao pursed her lips and didn't say anything. He wanted to say that what he cared about most was Yu Zhiqi's attitude of not caring. It didn't matter how much he was hurt. If he said he didn't feel sorry for himself, no one would feel sorry for you. But look,
When he was like this, Meng Liao really felt sorry for him, not only for his injury, but also for his indifference.
"Cut the front of Ah Li's clothes." Meng Liao said to Wei Nuan.
"Hmm." Wei Nuan took the scissors and cut open the front of Yu Zhi Yue's clothes, revealing Yu Zhi Yue's massive chest. But this time she saw not only the piece of blackened flesh, but also many criss-crossed ones.
Some scars are thin, some are thick, some are long, some are short, some are light, and some are very hideous.
Why are there so many scars?
Regarding Wei Nuan's daze, Yu Zhili joked: "If you stare at my chest in a daze, Xiao Han'er will be jealous."
Only then did Wei Nuan realize and wanted to joke back, but she couldn't laugh no matter what. She really couldn't laugh. She just felt her nose was sore and her mind couldn't help but think of the days she spent with Yu Zhiqi.
Feng Qinghan and Meng Liao knew very well why Wei Nuan was in a daze. It is estimated that anyone who sees Yu Zhiqie's body for the first time would be in a daze. Such scars should not appear on a prince's body.
Wei Nuan put away her thoughts and continued to help Meng Liao treat Yu Zhiqi's wounds. She could only do some simple things, and Meng Liao still needed to do most of them.
"Ah Li, do you want to tell the maid who came with you? Let her serve you?" It's best for Yu Zhi Li to have someone take care of her.
"No need." Yu Zhiyue refused.
"I will take care of Ah Li. Ah Li likes me the most, right?" Meng Liao suddenly started acting coquettishly.
Wei Nuan was immediately frightened to pee. This guy's mood changed too quickly, didn't he? The thought came out all at once?