The tyrant's sweet pet petite bag

Chapter 347 The cute second prince is also very cute.

Fu Zhen stepped lightly.

In the intense cold, I didn't even hear Fuzhen's footsteps.

"Second prince."

Chonghan turned around suddenly, with a dull expression, it was the other side of the second prince that Fuzhen had never seen.

The cute second prince is also very cute.

A girl's family is always more delicate than a man's in terms of feelings. Fuzhen glanced at the door behind Chonghan and asked knowingly, "Is the second prince here to find Shuangxi?"

Chonghan wanted to say no, his eyes kept falling on the washbasin in Fuzhen's hand, such a clean boy, one couldn't help but want to get dirty.

Shuangxi said that Chonghan should not know about her injury.

But it was Double Happiness, Fuzhen didn't want to hide it.

She wanted to say, but just as she opened her mouth, Shuangxi's voice came from inside: "Fuzhen, is that you?"

Fu Zhen replied: "It's me, I'll go in right away."

Shuangxi's voice came from inside: "Okay."

Chong Han frowned, Fu Zhen raised the washbasin filled with hot water in her hand: "Second Prince, if there is nothing else, I will go in first."

Fu Zhen just took a step.

The heavy cold is like a boat sinking: "She was injured, right?"

Fuzhen obviously didn't expect Chonghan to ask so directly, and deliberately lowered her voice in order not to let Shuangxi hear.

Fuzhen didn't want to hide it at first, but in this world, Shuangxi was the stupidest little girl she had ever met.

"Yes, she was injured, and she didn't want me to tell you, the Second Prince."

Fu Zhen didn't come in for a long time, and Shuangxi, who was only wearing a layer of white underwear, got off the bed with her hands on her burning and painful shoulders, and walked to the door. She opened the door and froze in place.

I just took off the gauze on my back, and it hurts so much that even my lips are bloodless, and I look very weak.

Chonghan's heart could not help but resentment welled up.

She was hurt like this, why did she hide it from him?
In a fit of anger, Chong Han directly broke into Shuangxi's room.

"Second prince."

Chonghan grabbed Shuangxi's wrist, and he asked seriously, "Where did you get hurt? Why did you get hurt? Why didn't you tell me?"

Standing at the door, Fuzhen was in a dilemma, whether she should go in and destroy the two, or not go in and destroy the two.

Shuangxi wanted to shake off Chonghan's hand, but instead of letting go, he held it even tighter. He was really angry.

Shuangxi lowered her head and did not look at him: "Second prince, you hurt me."

Her wrist was thin and cold to the touch, and he immediately relaxed after hearing it.

Fuzhen rushed in from the outside: "Second prince, Shuangxi's injury needs to be treated with hot water, please."

Shuangxi was surprised, what does Fuzhen mean, does she want the second prince to treat her wound?Can't!
"Fu Zhen!"

Shuangxi wanted to chase them away, but was held back by Chonghan. The moment he turned around, he saw the faint blood oozing from Shuangxi's back.

"How did you get hurt so badly?"

With the wound on his back, heavy cold, his thoughts went back to the night of the riot at the pier, when he was fighting the Tatars, he was almost hit by a fireball thrown by the Tatars.

It was Shuangxi who blocked him.

She was still smiling and said it was okay.

Chonghan resented himself fiercely in his heart, why did he believe her words so easily at that time!
He gritted his teeth and had no other thoughts: "Go and lie on the bed."

She released her wrist and went to put the hot water on the basin stand.

Shuangxi pushed towards the door of the room: "Second prince, this is not appropriate. If you really want to help me, you should call Fuzhen here."

(End of this chapter)