There's something wrong with this villain in quick time travel

Chapter 131 The Prince's Little Luthier ([-])

The luthier is not an ordinary palace worker, he has a skill, so the treatment will be much better than the average palace worker.

Therefore, they can have a room by themselves.

Otherwise, Ning San'er might not be able to find a place to hide Si Qing.

After letting Si Qing sit on the bed, Ning San'er pulled up his bleeding hand and examined it carefully.

The knife edge is not deep, but the position of the cut is rather tricky, and even a slight movement can pull the wound.

Seeing this, Ning San'er couldn't help but her eyes turned red, how painful this must be...

When her cat was at home, if she accidentally knocked or touched it, she would feel distressed for a long time, and now she has been hurt like this...

Biting her lip, Ning San'er sniffed, ran outside to fetch water for Si Qing, found scissors, cut off the clothes near Si Qing's wound, and cleaned the wound carefully, "Wait for me a moment !"

Ning San'er sniffed, stood up from the ground, and began to search for medicines.

Looking at her figure, Si Qing curled his mouth. Fortunately, he was injured, otherwise, he would not have been able to receive such care from the little luthier.

After finding a bottle of golden sore medicine, Ning San'er squatted in front of Si Qing again, and said softly, "It hurts, you have to bear it..."

Si Qing's starry eyes were dim, and his pale lips trembled slightly, as if he was terribly frightened, "Then...be gentle..."

Hearing this, Ning San'er nodded solemnly, then lowered her head and carefully applied Si Qing's medicine.

Si Qing looked at Ning San'er's slightly flushed nose, and his lips curled up slightly, so silly!

Kind of cute!

After bandaging Si Qing's wound, Ning San'er wiped off the sweat oozing from her head, looked at Si Qing closely with eyes full of moisture, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

"pain……"

After answering Ning San'er's question, Si Qing regretted it.

The little luthier had a bad expression.

Si Qing frowned slightly, did the little luthier want to cry?

For whom?
is it him?
Or the one she called "Big Pussy Cat"?
Pursing his lips, Si Qing's eyes flashed a gloomy look.

Ah!
So what if it's not for yourself?

As long as the man standing in front of the little luthier is him!
Pale lips uttered a word softly, and Si Qing's starry eyes were filled with grievance, "It hurts..."

Hearing this, Ning San'er bit her lower lip tightly with her teeth, the water droplets in her eye sockets were about to fall, and the big cat hurt...

What should I do?
"Little luthier, don't you want to cry?"

Seeing Ning San'er's pitiful little expression, Si Qing panicked instantly.

Ning San'er blinked, tears "slapped" on the ground, quickly reached out to cover her eyes, Ning San'er was about to shake her head,
"No, I didn't cry... I just felt bad. If I had passed earlier, you wouldn't have been hurt by those people..."

What does this have to do with the little violinist?
This luthier is so stupid!

Stupid home!

A burst of irritability suddenly arose in Si Qing's heart, and he stretched out his hand to pull Ning San'er up in displeasure, and coaxed in a soft voice, "Okay, okay, stop crying, this matter has nothing to do with you..."

"Why doesn't it matter? You are my big cat!"

Ning San'er put down her hand covering her face, and complained in a low voice.

Hearing this, Si Qing was stunned. Is it her big cat?

Although she knew that she was not the "big cat" in her mouth, her heart couldn't help softening.

As if he couldn't control himself, his lips were lightly printed on Ning San'er's wet eyes, feeling waves of warm breath, Si Qing said,

"Okay, it's yours! I'm yours for the rest of my life."

(End of this chapter)