Chapter 862

Hearing Shen Qing's cry, Mo Huan stares at her nervously, calls her name gently in response, and even tries to wake her up, so that she can wake up quickly from her nightmare and no longer be troubled by dreams.

"Water! Get the water Hearing that Shen Qing was shouting water vaguely, and seeing that her lips were really dry, Mo Huan suddenly raised his head and yelled at the maids, asking them to bring water to Shen Qing quickly.

A flustered and busy, Mo Huan quickly took the cup from the maid of honor, one hand reached behind Shen Qing, gently helped her to sit up, the other hand holding the cup, handed it to her mouth.

Feeling the moist of lips, Shen Qing began to drink water a little bit reflexively.

Half a cup of water, the dream outside the world is more and more real, and the hazy fog is more and more distant.

Shen Qing felt her eyelids heavy and blinked a few times. A bright light suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, and the scenery behind the light became clearer and clearer.

Is this?

Slightly moved his head, the first to see the embrace of their own Mo Huan, familiar, warm, at ease!

Smile at him, at this time of feeling, good!

Mo Huan saw that Shen Qing finally woke up, and seemed to be in good condition. His heart was finally released.

"Xiao Qing, how do you feel?" Mo Huan asked softly with concern.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." Shen Qing said, Yu Guangzhong, seems to see the existence of other people.

Looking around, I found that the Empress Dowager was also here.

The status of Empress Dowager made Shen Qing, who came to this ancient society for a period of time, have to pay attention to her noble status.

What's more, she is mo Huan's elder and respected grandmother.

Even the old man came to see her, but she was sitting in the couch. She felt very embarrassed. She was busy getting up to see the Empress Dowager.

"Qing wench good life rest, don't so many empty ceremony." Seeing that Shen Qing wakes up, the Empress Dowager is also very happy, but seeing that she wants to salute herself, she quickly stops.

Mo Huan still holds Shen Qing, but he doesn't let go because Shen Qing is struggling to get out of bed.

Hearing that, Mo Huan held Shen Qing tightly.

Shen Qing's sleep was caused by taking narcotic powder. After a long sleep, I wake up feeling dizzy.

What's more, as soon as she woke up, she felt pain in her arm, which reminded her of what had happened in the morning.

I've been hurt like this. I don't know what happened to qingdie. She's much more serious than herself.

"Mo Huan, I'm tired. I want to go out for a walk and see qingdie." Shen Qing looked up at Mo Huan and said seriously.

Mo Huan knew her, just like Shen Qing's last time when she rolled down in the west mountain of anling county. As soon as her injury had improved, she couldn't wait to go outside.

"Miss Qing, you hurt..." The Empress Dowager frowned and looked at Shen Qing. She was injured like this and just woke up. How could she go out!

If they were concubines or other officials, they would have to lie down for half a month before going out.

"Grandmother Huang, Xiao Qing can't lie down. Huan'er should go with her." Not waiting for Shen Qing to return to the empress dowager, Mo Huan said for her.

The Empress Dowager looked at Shen Qing and her baby grandson. Huan'er is so concerned about that sunny girl that he is willing to go out with her now. It seems that he really knows her.

Forget it, young people's business, with them, presumably Huan son also won't harm Qing wench.

Shen Qing's head is not steady.

Out of the quilt, I feel a little cold. The maid of honor took a thin cloak and put it on Shen Qing's shoulder.

Mo Huan helped her, saluted the Empress Dowager and told her to step back. Then he went out of the side hall and went to the side hall next door.

There is only one wall between the two side halls. After a few steps out of this one, there is another one.

After Mo Huan helped Shen Qing to the side hall, several maids saw him and bent their knees to salute.

Shen Qing didn't care about them. She looked around and saw the soft couch in the corner. There was a man lying on it.

The man on the soft couch is the injured green butterfly.

At this time, qingdie is still in a coma. Her damaged dress has been replaced with a clean white inner garment. Her bare hands and arms have been wrapped by layers of gauze.

The wounds on the neck and face were also covered with ointment. Let green butterfly a beautiful face, at this time looks, but some ferocious frightening.

"Green butterfly..." Seeing the tragic situation of qingdie, Shen Qing can't help covering her mouth. She doesn't want to let the sadness and heartache overflow from her mouth, but they still come out of her eyes.

Shen Qing burst into tears, but she didn't dare to cry. She was afraid that she would wake up the sleeping green butterfly.

"Xiaoqing, the imperial doctor said that what qingdie suffered was only skin injury. As long as she took care of the injury, she would be fine." Mo Huan sees Shen Qing sad appearance, come to embrace her, soft voice comforts a way.When he was in the dungeon, because all his attention was on Shen Qing, and the light was so dark at that time, Mo Huan only knew that qingdie was hurt, and how much it hurt. He didn't pay attention.

At this time to see the green butterfly's appearance, let alone Shen Qing, even he was shocked.

After listening to Mo Huan's words, Shen Qing knows that he is just comforting himself, but in fact, it is not so simple.

So heavy skin trauma, it is easy to cause infection, and in this era, there are no antibiotics.

If qingdie has a high fever, it will even kill her.

Even if she survived and saved her life, such injuries, especially those on her hands, neck and face, would leave scars.

Let alone leaving scars in such an obvious place, even in the place covered by clothes, it is also the shame and stain of a woman's life.

After that How should green butterfly live?!

Shen Qing cried oppressively for a while, and her reason came back slowly.

She stopped crying and raised her head to ask Mo Huan, "Mo Huan, will the green butterfly fall scars in the future? Is there a good medicine to remove scars? "

This ancient woman attached great importance to her appearance, especially the perfection of her body parts.

This is true of ordinary women, not to mention the official ladies and concubines. How can they allow their bodies to be imperfect!

If there is demand, there will be supply. Such a large market, especially the demand of the noble people, will certainly force doctors, especially the imperial doctors in the palace, to develop some special drugs for treating scars and even skin beauty.

Just like in the past and modern times, the beauty industry is extremely developed. People can use a knife on their face to make a few unrelated and dissimilar women look like sisters of multiple births. It's difficult to get on a plane, and they have to go to a beauty salon to get a certificate.

It's not all because of the huge market demand?!