After su Luo cleaned herself up, she took clean clothes from the space and put them on.

After washing away all the frost, the whole person looks new.

In this process, Nangong Liuyun has been smiling, looking at Su Luo.

Looking at her alive like this, for him, it is full of happiness.

At this time, Su Luo walked to the south palace Liuyun behind, the voice is gentle: "when the medicine may have a little pain."

Su Luo cleaned himself up and then began to give him medicine. He was afraid that the dust that he brought along all the way would contaminate him.

Nangong Liuyun chuckled and shook his head: "can it be more painful than cold poison?"

Thinking of the cold poison of Nangong Liuyun, Su Luo felt a pain again.

How could her Nangong be so calamitous

The reason why Nangong Liuyun's injury could not be cured for a long time was that her majesty invaded her Yuan Li and forcibly destroyed his body in his wound.

Su Luo understood this, and Nangong Liuyun was clearer.

Looking at the flawless back of Nangong Liuyun, the scarlet whip marks, Su Luo is extremely distressed.

Cold fingertips, trembling to touch the scarlet wounds.

Su Luo has the imperial coagulant left by her master. It is very effective in treating trauma.

But, because it's not the right medicine, it's just that.

If the Queen's Majesty's left yuan force is not resolved, this force will spread in Nangong Liuyun's body without fear, destroying his body again and again.

Nangong Liuyun but a faint smile: "disaster, the basis of the blessing, maybe this time can also be a blessing in disguise."

"Thank God you can cure the wound." Su Luo is not hopeful about this.

Nangong Liuyun smiles irrefutably.

Her Majesty's Yuanli is a great supplement. If it is used for his own use, his strength will rise greatly even if it does not soar.

Su Luo helped Nangong Liuyun finish the medicine and wash his hands.

Nangong was led back to the hall.

On the dining table in the hall, there are colorful brocade chicken porridge cooked by Su Luo.

It looks soft and glutinous, with a trace of fragrance. Just smell it, it must be delicious.

"Eat it." Su Luo took a pair of chopsticks and handed them to him.

Su Luo served well, but Nangong Liuyun changed his mind.

"No He put down his chopsticks and looked at Su Luo in a quiet and deep way.

That pair of beautiful eyes Qing, looked at her like this.

Su Luo sighed and sat down beside him. He asked softly, "how do you want to eat?"

Su Luo felt that she was coaxing a child.

"Unless you feed me." Nangong Liuyun hands around the arm, haughtily lifted the chin.

Su Luo glanced at him angrily: "don't you have long hands?"

Nangong Liuyun turns his head and stares at Su Luo wrongly and turns his head silently.

That small appearance, just like the angry little fart child, with such a trace of grievance.

"I'm still a patient..." His mouth was flat and he muttered softly.

Think of his back that a shocking whiplash, Su Luo's heart instantly softened.

"Well, well, I'll feed you, so it's all right?" With a bitter smile and shaking her head, Su Luo began to serve the big boy.

Su Luo scooped a spoonful of colorful golden pheasant silk porridge and handed it to Nangong Liuyun's mouth: "young master, please have porridge."

Looking at Su Luo that eyebrows and eyes with the meaning of teasing, Nangong Liuyun hummed, did not open his mouth.

Su Luo sighed helplessly: "my Lord, what's wrong with you?"

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