Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

"Hey!" Duanmu Minya tried hard to get up, but just put her left hand in front of her eyes, she gasped in fright at the left hand wrapped like a rice dumpling.

Is it necessary to be so exaggerated?Her left hand is just a sprain, not a fracture. Does it need to be bandaged like this?

Duanmu Minya knew from there that her wrist was injured a second time due to untimely treatment, and it was already swollen like a pig's trotter, and Song Yichen had applied medicine to her, and it looked a little scary after being wrapped up like this.

"Hey, don't move, the wound healed after a long time, don't make the wound rupture again, it will really leave ugly scars."

Hearing Duanmu Minya's small exclamation, Song Yichen thought she was hurting him, so he hurriedly stopped him. Although he said it very casually, the concern in his tone was easy to hear.

But why is he here?

Well!Isn't this a cell?

It wasn't until this moment that Duanmu Minya doubtfully saw that this was not a prison cell, and she was not lying on the haystack, but lying on a big black sandalwood bed with thick cushions.

Duanmu Minya slightly raised her head and looked around. Although this room seems to be decorated simply, not so gorgeous and luxurious, but it reveals delicacy and elegance everywhere, showing the noble status of the owner of this house everywhere.

From a table and a chair to a cabinet and a table, they are all so delicately crafted. The antiques displayed, the paintings on the walls and the calligraphy and paintings on the walls all show the owner's extraordinary taste!

Especially the decoration of this room is mainly black, which is one of Duanmu Minya's favorite colors!

Could this be the son's room?

Well!If so...

Although Duanmu Minya doesn't care much about her personal reputation, but now she is Xuanyuan Qingtian's princess, she can't do something that shames the palace, or her father will be very sad!

Originally, her father was already worried about her the most, and if something dishonorable happened, her father would definitely be even more worried. Thinking of this, Duanmu Minya couldn't lie down anymore, she used her uninjured right hand Hold yourself up and slowly get up!

"Hiss!" This time it was Song Yichen who took a breath of air, and Song Yichen, who was lying on the small table beside the bed, jumped up suddenly as if his butt was on fire.

The charming and charming handsome face turned red, he turned his back quickly, and hurriedly walked out, talking while walking.

"Wait a minute, I'll let Xiaolin come over to serve you!"

Well!What's up with him?Why are you blushing?Duanmu Minya raised her eyebrows in doubt?

But for less than a second...

"Ah!" A loud scream burst out of her mouth!