Peerless Moe Concubine: Get the Black Belly of Your Highness

Chapter 132 Complex Emotions
"Sister Zhu'er is fine!" Seeing that the Ninth Prince Feng Yanli looked embarrassed, after taking a deep look at Nalan Ying, he rushed out quickly.

"Miss Si, do you feel warm?" Zhu'er looked at Nalan Ying with concern after burning the smokeless silver coal, as if she didn't think there was anything wrong with seeing the Ninth Prince inside.

Nalan Ying's eyes flickered, and a hint of shyness crossed the corner of her lips, and she whispered, "Mmm!"

"That's good!" Zhu'er clapped her hands and praised.

Zhu'er thoughtfully walked to Nalan Ying's side, and helped her to rest on the couch, but she caught sight of the exquisite small stove in her hand.

Nalan Ying noticed her gaze, and hurriedly tried to hide the small heater in her sleeve, but only heard Zhu'er annoyed: "Miss Fourth, I think the Ninth Prince is more considerate than Zhu'er!"

"Zhu'er was joking, how could it be!" Nalan Ying laughed hesitantly.

"Miss Si, you don't know that the Ninth Prince misses you very much. I don't know where I found the red soft sable fur in the snow, and I insist on giving it to you. No, it's made into a cloak. I don't know how to make it How many people in the palace are envious!" Zhu'er said with a light smile.

Nalan Ying's eyes fell on the unique cloak, and a sour sweetness rose in her heart.

Zhu'er talked with her for a while, thinking that the Empress Dowager would set up a dinner party, and her care would be indispensable, so she said goodbye, "I think it's okay to come to Miss Fourth, Zhu'er is going to serve by the Empress Dowager's side, I am used to Zhu'er, so I have to be clumsy and worried about offending the Queen Mother, so Zhu'er stepped back first!"

"Pearl, go, I'm fine, just rest for a while!" Nalan Ying said hastily.

Pearl knew in her heart that if she was here to guard her, she would feel uncomfortable, so it was better to let her rest in the room alone for a while.

"Then Zhu'er is leaving, and I will send someone to invite the fourth girl to the banquet later!" Zhu'er said with a smile.

"En!" Nalan Ying nodded, watching Zhu'er leave.

After Zhu'er left, Nalan Ying was left alone in the room. She was resting on the soft couch just now, she didn't realize it at first, but now she only felt a faint pain in that finger. It's the blood bubbles that have been worn out.

Nalan Ying frowned, unexpectedly Nalan Qing was so selfish, in order to please the Empress Dowager, she actually caused her to fold the pink lotus, fortunately, she was no longer the original Nalan Ying, if she really was, I am afraid that at this time, She just died on the lotus pond.When I was thinking about it, I only heard the door creak, and it rang again.

Nalan Ying was startled, and wanted to get up to stay on the bed, but only saw a familiar figure and walked in.

"Why are you still here?" Nalan Ying looked at him suspiciously.

"Here you are!" Feng Yanli put a small porcelain bottle in her hand.

"What is this?" Nalan Ying looked at the small porcelain bottle in puzzlement.

"Isn't your finger injured? This is hemostatic ointment!" Feng Yanli said with a smile.

"How do you know that my finger is injured?" Nalan Ying felt warm and looked at him slightly moved.

"I have heavenly eyes, I can see everything!" Feng Yanli said with a mischievous smile.

"Really?" Nalan Ying seemed a little convinced.

"Look at you, I'm coaxing you!" Feng Yanli smiled as he looked at her serious expression.

"You lied to me, are you asking for a beating?" Nalan Ying picked up the hemostatic ointment and threw it at Feng Yanli's body.

"Don't smash it, it's a reward from the Empress Dowager, I only have this one bottle, it's very precious, if it breaks on the ground, it would be a real pity!" Feng Yanli said while hiding.

Nalan Ying's fingers hurt badly, so of course she didn't dare to hit him, she just pretended to do it, then took the hemostatic ointment in her hand, opened the lid, and it smelled fragrant.

"Can I apply hemostatic ointment for you?" Feng Yanli asked stupidly.

"Feng Yanli, you don't allow it!" Nalan Ying refused.

"Why not? You have wounds on your fingers, how can you wipe it off yourself? It's better to let me wipe it off for you!" Feng Yanli argued.

Nalan Ying looked down at her red and swollen fingers, feeling a bit embarrassed.

"Let me do it!" Feng Yanli couldn't help but took the hemostatic ointment, and very calmly moved towards her hand, and wiped it carefully.

Embarrassed in Nalan Ying's heart, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but was grabbed by him forcefully, unable to withdraw, so she had to let him wipe it off carefully.

"Why do you not cherish yourself so much? They asked you to go to the pond to pick the pink lotus, are you going?" Feng Yanli said distressedly while wiping.

"I didn't want to go!" Nalan Ying replied unconsciously.

"Looking at this wound really makes people feel distressed, let alone how dangerous it was!" Feng Yanli frowned tightly and said.

Nalan Ying didn't reply, but just looked at his focused and serious expression, and couldn't help feeling in a daze. Is he really stupid?But why can't there be any look of stupidity in his clear eyes?Even if it is stupid, it can only be said to be innocent, so how can there be rumors of stupidity?
Hearing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, and Feng Yanli had finished applying the hemostatic ointment on her, Nalanying only felt that the hemostatic cream really had a miraculous effect. It was burning and painful, but now she didn't feel any pain at all.

"What? Does it hurt so much?" Feng Yanli couldn't help asking nervously when she saw that she was silent.

"No!" Nalan Ying hurriedly lowered her head, feeling that the situation seemed to be familiar, but that person was changed to the silver-masked man. Thinking of the silver-masked dark evil lord in her heart, she couldn't help but harden her heart again. , hastily pushed Feng Yanli away and said: "The hemostatic ointment has been applied!"

Feng Yanli felt her alienated attitude, and couldn't help but a look of sadness flashed across his face.

Nalan Ying couldn't bear it, and said casually, "I'm just not used to you being so close!"

"Then Yanli is no longer close to you. After binding your hands, it's over!" Nalanying was stunned, and the powerful Feng Yanli actually wrapped her hand with a soft brocade cloth. The cloth was wrapped layer by layer until he thought it was ok, then he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction.

Nalan Ying's face was full of astonishment, she looked down at her hand wrapped like a rice dumpling, and was speechless for a long time.

"How is it? Isn't Yanli very gentle?" Feng Yanli said with a smile.

"Feng Yanli, how can you let me eat after wrapping my hands like this?" Nalan Ying said angrily.

"I'll feed you!" Feng Yanli asked with a smile.

"Why should you feed me!" Nalan blushed furiously.

"Because you are my imperial concubine!" Feng Yanli said proudly with the corners of her lips raised.

"Who promised to marry you!" Nalan Ying suddenly felt black lines all over his head, and cast him a dissatisfied look.

"Don't play tricks!" Feng Yanli said angrily, staring at her.

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