Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Song Yu calmed himself down, and first asked him to take off his clothes, so that he could better disinfect and let the wound breathe, but Mo Gufei was a little hesitant, and wanted to say that he didn't need to bother him, and he could go to the doctor by himself, but in Song Yu Under the urging of nervousness, he could only take off his clothes with red ears.

His figure is very strong, with smooth and beautiful muscle lines, but this body has too many scars and scars all over, Song Yu couldn't help but look at it carefully, as if thinking about how these wounds came from.

Mo Gufei clenched his fists, feeling a little inferior: "Princess, don't look, it's ugly."

Song Yu frowned and shook his head frantically, "No, scars are men's medals, have you heard that? It's cool. But don't let yourself get hurt in pursuit of coolness, you know?"

Mo Gufei responded obediently, and Song Yu skillfully cleaned up the wound. After cleaning and disinfecting the wound, several blood-stained water basins were piled up beside him.

After hemostasis, he applied medicine powder again. Song Yu took out all the best medicines he could find so far, and planned to go to the Prince's Hall to beg for some tomorrow.

Song Yu blew cold air on him while applying the medicine, his cheeks were sore after applying it, but when he saw the black and red wounds in front of him, he became motivated again to share the pain for him.

Mo Gufei stared at his wounds, and the fluffy head bent down, a little surprised, as if these wounds had been cast by a spell by him, they really didn't hurt so much, and the limbs and bones still had warm currents surging.

"Does it hurt? If it hurts, you must tell me. I will apply it lightly and slowly. I will find some other herbs tomorrow. I will use it for you when changing the dressing next time. It will play a role in anesthesia. You don't feel pain."

Song Yu rubbed the medicine seriously, and at the same time thought of many ways to relieve the pain and speed up the healing of the wound.Enough to see his trouble, Mo Gufei pursed his lips, hesitated again and again, but still couldn't help pouring out his heart.

"Princess, you are the first person to ask me if it hurts...Actually, don't bother so much, with your intentions, I will recover soon."

"Nonsense, how can you heal your injury quickly with your intentions and no actions? I am a materialist, hold your head and don't move. You also have injuries on your face. You have such a handsome face, so don't be disfigured because of me. I will have a bad conscience for the rest of my life..."

Song Yu hugged his head, fixed it, dipped some ointment, leaned over, and applied it carefully.

The two were almost face to face, so close that Mo Gufei's pupils seemed to be shaken by an earthquake.

Song Yu's body had a faint fragrance of fat and powder, as well as the smell of calligraphy and medicinal materials, mixed together, he rushed towards Mo Gufei to greet him, he couldn't hold back, subconsciously took a deep breath, his ears were completely red, and felt that He was blaspheming the princess, so he immediately closed his eyes nervously and held his breath.

When Song Yu left to get the towel, he seemed to have been suffocated for a long time, and took a few deep breaths of air, his heart beating like a drum.

"Your face is so red, is it hot? I'll wipe your sweat." As soon as Song Yu came back, he saw that his face, ears, and even his neck were all red, and immediately wiped him with a wet towel that had been washed with water. wiped.

But the high temperature on Mo Gufei's face still didn't drop.This troubled him a little: "You don't have inflammation because of the wound, and you have a fever, right? This is very difficult... Don't go, sleep with me tonight, so I can take care of you ’” If the condition worsens when you rest in the middle of the night, it will be worse.

Mo Gufei's eyes widened, and he immediately said decisively: "Princess, if you continue talking, I'm going to burn out here."

Song Yu felt that Mo Gufei was a bit weird, but seeing his firm attitude, he followed his will.

After the treatment, the wound became very refreshing, exuding a pleasant coolness, as if dispelling the physical pain little by little, Mo Gufei struggled to restore his usual calm state, Song Yu also breathed a sigh of relief, wiping away the sweat While asking for details.

"Is that flower hard to find?" Is it in a dangerous place, or in the hands of an expert?Who can hurt Mo Gufei, who is highly skilled in martial arts?

"Well, there are many organs in the secret valley." Mo Gufei nodded.

If it wasn't for the princess, he wouldn't want to go back to the place where he grew up and brought him many nightmares.But going back this time, not only harvested Xuan Yinghua and this wound.

It was this opportunity that he finally recognized his destiny and mission again.

Song Yu suddenly realized, no wonder the wounds on his body were so weird, it didn't seem to be due to a single reason such as fighting with people, falling off a cliff, or encountering a wild beast, but it seemed that he had received multiple attacks within a similar period of time.

"Anyway, I really appreciate you helping me so hard. Well, I don't know how I can make it up to you. If you want anything, just tell me." Although he doesn't have as much power as Yin Huaiyu, he can Satisfy anyone at will, but as a princess, he can also do things that many people can't. Whether Mo Gufei wants power or money, he can help a lot...

Song Yu thought so, but Mo Gufei just shook his head.

"I don't want anything outside of me. It's just that the princess told me, how did you get poisoned?"

If it was before, Song Yu must have concealed something. After all, he should not easily expose the important matter of life and real body to anyone except himself.

But after Mo Gufei worked so hard to bring back the medicinal materials for him, and was wounded and guarded the door just so as not to disturb his sleep, he had no choice but to tell a small part of the truth to solve his doubts.

"I think you've already found out, King Fusui...Father doesn't have a good relationship with me. He also poisoned me. The purpose is to make me obediently abide by the marriage contract and marry Yin Fan."

Mo Gufei fell silent, obviously remembering the slap that King Fusui slapped the princess when he was in the palace.

He also knew that the eldest prince Yin Fan was disabled. In order to deepen the relationship with the royal family, he wanted such a good princess to marry him. calculating.

He frowned, and there was a murderous look in his eyes for a moment, and he quickly suppressed it.

At present, he can't act rashly, the most urgent task is to detoxify the princess.

"I will help you. No matter how many medicinal materials are lacking or how precious the medicinal materials are, I will fetch them for you." After speaking, Mo Gufei looked at his wound, estimated how long it would take to recover, and let this The concrete body supports him for the next outing.

"There are still about five days until the wounds all over my body will heal, and then I will be able to—"

Song Yu interrupted his plan, and there was a trace of blame and little anger in his eyes, "Do you think your body is made of iron? It's just a scar? It's only five days...you don't know that there are many scars on your body. Old diseases and hidden wounds? If these problems recur together in more than ten years, you, you-you don’t have to do this for me at all.”

As he spoke, Song Yu took a deep breath to calm his chaotic brain.

He has been living in modern times, and he believes in equality and mutual respect. Even if he has become a so-called princess and is used to being served by others, he still can't understand the ancient people. The most important thing is to give your all for another person.

Although he was not bad to Mo Gufei, but he didn't feel that the contributions between the two were equal. It was very possible that Mo Gufei just regarded himself as his subordinate, so he worked so hard.

This made his heart feel like an unbalanced scale, with one end being weighed down by heavy lead stones.Because he clearly knew that the real him was just the most ordinary man of the same gender as him.

"Princess. No." Mo Gufei broke the so-called transcendence in his heart, held his shoulders, pulled him to his eyes, and looked at him, "I didn't mean to insult myself. It's just because that person is You, that's all, not because you are my master, nor because you are the princess..."

Song Yu pursed her lips, as if she understood what he meant, nodded slightly, and carefully bandaged his wound tightly: "In the future, even if you want to help me, you can't just keep silent like looking for Xuanyinghua I ran out. If there is danger, you have to know to stop. During this period of time, at least half a month, you have to stay with me to recuperate. You can only go out once a day, otherwise you can just wait. After two months Heal your injury before going out."

Mo Gufei frowned, a little embarrassed, two months... is too long, and he couldn't wait for everything.

"I'm obedient, recuperate, and only go out once a day."

"Princess, don't be angry."

"You care about me, I am very happy."

"Princess...then, leave me by your side."

After finishing speaking, Mo Gufei couldn't help coughing lightly, feeling that what he said was a bit ambiguous.