Stunning female slave, princess of troubled times

Are Han people really that important?Arnold asked himself, the tears that had stopped just now fell down again.She is Han Chinese, but she has been living with them for so many years.They speak Mongolian and eat Mongolian food.Although she is a Han Chinese, no one on the surface knows about it.

Brother Hu froze, staring blankly at Zhen Jin leaving his sight. "Amur, no matter you are Han or not, you will always be my Amur to me." His voice trembled a little, but at this moment he was a little scared.He has taken good care of the woman in his arms for ten years. Although her gaze has never been on him, he is still willing to silently guard her.

Hu Gechi carried Anuo back to the palace, and carefully placed her on his bed.The clothes on his back were stained with blood, and the bruises made his eyes red. "Amur, don't move around, I'll give you medicine."

Wu Enqi had already prepared the wound medicine, bandages, cotton cloth and scissors, and there was a bottle of spirits beside him.He silently put the things beside the bed, and walked out of the room with his head down.

Huge Chi's Adam's apple rolled twice, and he stretched out his hand to soak the white cotton cloth with spirits. "Amur, I'll cut your clothes for you." After thinking about it, he said again.

"Yeah." Arnold replied softly.It's this time, and she doesn't care if she sees the light or not. For her, today is already very bad.

Hugechi put the cotton cloth soaked in spirits back on the tray, and picked up a pair of small scissors in the tray.His hands trembled slightly, and he took a deep breath before calming down.He used to fight on the battlefield without blinking his eyes when people's heads fell to the ground and corpses were everywhere, but now he started to be afraid when faced with a few whip wounds.

"It's okay, you can do it!" A Nuo frowned tightly, and blood flowed from his lips.The strong rust smell made her dizzy, but she felt less pain behind her.

Brother Hu took the scissors with his bare hands, and cut off the ripped clothes bit by bit.Because it was summer, I didn't wear many clothes, but because of this, when the blood coagulated, the clothes would stick to the wound.He put down the scissors, took the spirits to dissolve the blood clots little by little, and carefully tore off all the clothes.

There are several ferocious whip marks on the snow-white and delicate back, and the eversion wound is bleeding outwards.Brother Hu couldn't bear to close his eyes, and a tear fell from the corner of his eyes.He quickly wiped away his tears, and continued to wipe Arnold's wound bit by bit.There was a rare seriousness on Junyi's face, and the iron-blooded and ruthless face unexpectedly showed caution.

"It may hurt a little, bear with it." Hugechi said softly, as if comforting a wounded animal, took another piece of cotton cloth soaked in spirits in his hand, then grabbed the bottle and poured the wine on Arno's back.

The burning pain made Arnold cry out, and her delicate little face wrinkled into a ball. "It hurts, Hu Gechi, it hurts."

"It will be fine soon." He quickly took the golden sore medicine and sprinkled it on the wound, and then wiped around the wound with a cotton cloth soaked in wine. "Can you sit up?"

"En." A Nuo replied softly, sitting up with his back behind his back.

Brother Hu wrapped the bandages little by little with his bare hands, and his fingertips would occasionally touch the two balls of small buns that had just bulged.A layer of pink gradually appeared on the cold face, and his breathing became heavy.