Even passers-by A, B, B, and D, who were just here to deliver medicine and food, could see the smile in the third prince's eyes and brows at a glance.
When Zhang Yan saw it for the first time, he almost fainted.
That was when Mu Bai followed Chu Qingge to treat her.
"Third Prince, your injury..."
"Okay." Mu Bai's face turned pale. This sentence was not very convincing.
But his eyes were like peach blossoms in full bloom, and his spirit was extremely good.
Qingge mixed the medicine and looked back at him: "I'm going to give her medicine, can you avoid it?"
This guy looked weird when he woke up today.
After sitting under the tree for more than half an hour, and feeling that I could barely move again, I followed her around.
It took most of the day to follow.
Seeing that it was past noon, everyone went to have lunch.
He also followed her around.
Although he can help a little, what can Chu Qingge do if he expects this person to walk unsteadily?
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the door." He said, putting a hand on the table and moving lightly towards the door.
As for, why is it so light?
That's because his steps are light and he may fall down at any time.
"Princess, Tuoba Yi was seriously injured, and the Canglang soldiers suffered numerous casualties. Now they have too much time to take care of themselves and will not easily arrange assassins to kill you."
Chu Qingge glanced at Zhang Yan: "What...what do you want to say?"
"My subordinate means that you can persuade the third prince to go back and rest, and there is no need for his protection."
Looking at the third prince like this, he could fall down at any time. He is so weak and still follows the princess all the time. It is so pitiful.
"Do you think he followed me to protect me?"
Qingge was a little dumbfounded: "He looks like this now, and he has no strength. He helped me grind the medicine earlier, and he couldn't grind the harder medicine. He doesn't need my protection. He is already pretty good."
Why do you still protect her? Where does the confidence come from?
"Then...then he..." Zhang Yan looked stunned, "What does the third prince want to do?"
"Who knows what he wants to do? It's like he's been given a shot of blood all day long."
"Hit...what?" Chicken blood? What does that mean?
Zhang Yan wondered if he had been stabbed several times and his head was damaged?
I couldn't understand what Princess Ninth said at all.
"It's just...it's like taking medicine...forget it, turn around, don't talk, I'm going to give you medicine."
Zhang Yan only needs to turn slightly sideways.
Soon, her muffled moans came from inside.
It really hurts.
Not long after, Chu Qingge came out with a medicine box, and Mu Bai immediately wanted to get her something.
Qingge rolled her eyes at him: "Who dropped my medicine box on the ground just now?"
"No, it wasn't a loss, I was just careless..." Mu Bai hurriedly explained.
His limbs were so weak that it took almost all his strength to walk. Carrying a medicine box would cost him half his life.
"Do you know what your situation is now?" Chu Qingge frowned.
Mu Bai lowered his eyes and looked at her seriously: "What's going on?"
"You are exhausted and may faint easily. Can you go back to your room and rest?" She said with a look of disgust.
Unexpectedly, he skipped the topic directly: "I'm hungry and I want to have a meal with you."
"..." Qingge almost kicked him away, "I'm so busy, who has time to eat? Go and eat by yourself and leave me alone."
She picked up the medicine box and left.
Mu Bai gritted his teeth and tried his best to follow her: "Just stay with me for a while."
"No time."
"I can eat faster."
"roll."
"Qing'er, I'm so hungry that I almost fainted."
"...Only time for a cup of tea."
"Okay." Mu Bai's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to speed up his pace: "Qing'er, I want the one you ate last time."
