Yun Luo's eyes froze for a moment, and the feeling of shame and annoyance had not had time to come up.
The body reacts faster than the brain.
She suddenly took a step forward, grabbed Jun Wuchen's arm, and stared at his shoulder.
"What's going on?!"
Her voice was a little frightened and angry, with a hint of surprise.
Previously, although the toga Jun Wuchen wore was open, it only exposed a sliver of his chest.
The shoulders, arms and back are all tightly covered.
Coupled with his playful smile, he didn't look like he was injured at all, so Yun Luo didn't even notice.
Until now...
The loose robe slipped down, revealing the man's naked upper body.
Her ivory-colored skin is as delicate as fat, with a faint luster like jade porcelain, and her long, ink-dyed hair falls on it, making her skin tone whiter and her hair color darker.
However...
On his shoulder, a ferocious dark purple scar suddenly appeared!
The skin and flesh are charred black, and the white bones are faintly visible.
Black blood streaks were solidified on the surface of the wound.
The scars spread in large areas, covering almost half of the arm, and looked shocking.
"..."
Yun Luo looked at the scar in disbelief, his mind going blank.
In the flash of lightning, she suddenly remembered Jun Wuchen's words——
"The king is injured and needs to be comforted by the princess."
She thought it was something he said casually to tease her.
Unexpectedly...it turned out to be true?
Yun Luo didn't bother to ask any more questions, she let go and went around to his back, lifted up his long hair and took a look, and instantly gasped.
The entire back is covered with scars, densely packed and purple in color, making people shudder to see them.
"Is this... caused by the black lightning yesterday?"
Yun Luo murmured and asked.
Jun Wuchen looked sideways at her and hummed, with a hint of smile still in his dark purple eyes.
Yun Luo looked up just in time to see it, and suddenly became furious, "Can you still laugh? Are you going to die?"
He was so injured that he was still walking around with his clothes on.
He also flirted with her with a smile.
If she couldn't hold it back just now and really beat him up, let's see if he can still laugh.
Jun Wuchen was stunned for a moment by her scolding, and grievance appeared on his handsome face, "Is it wrong to laugh? Do you want me to cry for you?"
Yun Luo: "..."
"Are you sure you won't hit me if I really cry?"
Yun Luo: "..."
That will definitely happen.
Not only will he be beaten, but he may also be kicked out.
She suddenly had nothing to say.
Why is it that as soon as a good topic comes to Jun Wuchen's lips, it gets messed up?
Yun Luo reached out and rubbed the center of his brow, bringing the topic back.
"Okay, stop talking. What is it you want me to help with?"
"Take medicine."
"...What?"
Jun Wuchen pointed to his shoulders and back and reiterated, "I need medicine."
"..." Yun Luo said speechlessly, "Just to get some medicine, you went around in such a big circle to find me?"
And it’s the kind that uses both soft and hard tactics.
It won’t work if she doesn’t come.
Jun Wuchen looked at her confidently, not feeling that he was wrong at all, "That's right."
Yun Luo's expression was uncertain.
It seems like I want to hit someone, but I also feel like I can't laugh or cry.
Glancing at the injury on Jun Wuchen's shoulder, she silently thought to herself: We can't be like the injured.
She gritted her teeth and said, "Is Prince Jing's Mansion so poor that it can't even afford a doctor?"
With this ability, Yinlongwei filled the streets and blocked her.