"Stab" once, a burst of pain came, xuanjue in front of a black, almost no pain fainted!

He opened his eyes wide, in front of a burst of black, let him only reluctantly see, wenwanqing smiling expression.

She is still laughing, ordinary women see such a wound, should not even dare to look at it!

Wen Wanqing wiped xuanjue's wound with a cloth towel, and then walked back to the table.

Xuanjue managed to recover a little. At least he was no longer black. He looked at Wen Wanqing and heard her call "yingyue."

A little girl in a light purple Ru skirt came in.

"The clothes are all torn off. Go and show them to him." Xuanjue heard Wen Wanqing speak to the girl.

What does that mean? Is such a little girl already a doctor?

The girl named yingyue came to xuanjue. She and xuanjue looked at each other for a while, and then observed his wound for a while without expression.

Can it work? Xuanjue was puzzled. He could feel that his wound was bleeding.

Yingyue raises her hand. She has an extra handbag in her hand. She reaches into the handbag and takes out a small bottle.

Wen Wanqing wring clean cloth towel again, she came over, yingyue handed the bottle to Wen Wanqing. Wenwanqing pulled out the plug and poured some powder into his palm. Wenwanqing rubbed his hands, then gently covered xuanjue's wound with his hands. After a breath, he raised his hand and wiped it with a cloth towel. Then he poured some powder into his palm, just as he had done.

Xuanjue didn't know what medicine it was, but it was obviously extraordinary, and the effect was immediate!

Wen Wanqing painstakingly applied the medicine to xuanjue, and then said to her, "Your Highness, have a good rest. If you don't have a fever tonight, you'll be fine."

Xuanjue nodded somewhat difficultly, "thank you very much."

Wen Wanqing said, "the civilian girl retired. I'll let yingyue take care of you tonight. If you have anything, just tell her."

Xuanjue said, "thank you."

Wen Wanqing saluted xuanjue and then left.

The moon stood by the bed.

Wen Wanqing empties the water. Yingxue takes the copper basin and cloth towel from her hand. Xiaoling'er asks curiously, "is he the emperor?"

No, he is the prince, not the emperor

Little ling'er said, "then he must be the emperor in the future. I see dragon Qi from him."

Little ling'er's words made Wen Wanqing stunned. Then she seemed to think of something. She laughed and said, "that's not necessarily."

"Why? His father is the emperor, he is the prince, and he has dragon spirit. Why can't he be the next emperor? " Small Ling son doesn't understand of ask.

Wen Wanqing sat down in the yard and said carelessly, "the emperor has always wanted to abolish the crown prince and establish the eldest son as the crown prince. This is a well-known thing in the court and in the field."

Wen Wanqing pause, and then said, "they are not inferior to each other in their scheming and means. What they fight for is holy heart."

But little ling'er insisted, "in any case, dragon Qi can't be fake. In fact, dragon Qi is a kind of potential. People who don't have such potential can't be emperor in any case!"

Wen Wanqing doesn't fight with Xiao ling'er either. She just smiles, "right?"

I don't think wenwanxin's appearance is clear.

Of course, Wen Wanqing found Xiao ling'er's mind, so she said, "Xiao ling'er, I haven't heard you sing a ditty for a long time. Do you want to sing one?"

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