Exploding cute kitten princess: Xianzun, don't mess with me

Chapter 712 This Person Is Mostly Sick (5)

After discovering that Yonghe might have this intention, Emperor Liancheng followed him every step of the way, for fear that he would let himself go if he disagreed.

Although he has been letting himself go, he still needs to stop it to feel at ease.

Therefore, Yonghe sat, and Emperor Liancheng absolutely did not stand.

Emperor Liancheng never sat down as Yonghe walked.

Yonghe came out to be respectful, and even the emperor of the city was inseparable.

Looking at the people behind him, Yong He smiled evilly, "You want to help me?"

Emperor Liancheng: "..."

Yong He said: "It's fine to just wait on the bed, this kind of thing is unnecessary."

Emperor Liancheng: "..."

"Of course, if you want to serve, I won't stop you."

Emperor Liancheng: "..."

He turned his head and ran, staggering a little from his back, stubborn and distressing.

On the way, Yonghe went out for a stroll, but Emperor Liancheng didn't dare to follow, afraid of his mouth.

Unexpectedly, until Yonghe came back, Pluto never came to reprimand any ghost.

Emperor Liancheng was shocked, Yonghe actually controlled himself and did not do anything out of the ordinary, which is very rare.

Emperor Liancheng wiped off the sweat from his forehead, feeling that he might be prejudiced against Yonghe and had misunderstood him all along.

But when he returned to his room and saw someone lying on his bed in Da La La, Emperor Lian Cheng was in a bad mood, and decided to withdraw his previous thoughts, misunderstood Yong He?nonexistent.

"Are you..." He asked a little cautiously.

Yong He replied very calmly: "It's as you can see." There is no fault in the rigor.

"I saw..." Emperor Liancheng pressed his eyelids that kept jumping: "You put on your clothes first."

What's the matter with lying there with bare upper body?

"Using the medicine, my back hurts." Yonghe Taohua said with a frivolous smile in his eyes, "Where do you want to go?"

Emperor Liancheng covered his lips and coughed lightly. He walked over and saw that there was indeed a wound on his back. It was very long, but fortunately it was not deep, so it didn't look so scary.

As if scratched out by sharp claws.

Emperor Liancheng frowned: "When did you get hurt?"

"When you didn't follow." Yong He pressed his backhand on the end of the wound for a while, and the wound immediately bled again.

Seeing this, Emperor Liancheng immediately grabbed his hand and took it away, puzzled, "Are you sick?"

I've seen someone hurt me, but I haven't seen myself hurt myself.

Yong He threw the medicine bottle in his hand to him, and said slowly: "This kind of medicine should be applied when bleeding, and the effect will be good."

"And this medicine?"

"I did it, all right." Yong He smiled.

Emperor Liancheng: "..." Who makes medicine.

He said so, even the emperor of the city did not dare to delay, for fear that after the blood was gone, he would have to squeeze again and suffer more.

Pulling open the cork, I found that the ointment inside turned out to be the color of carmine...

His red eyelids trembled.

Emperor Liancheng was speechless for a while, common sense limited his imagination, common ointments are white and plain, unexpectedly he...

But I have to say, this color is very suitable for Yonghe.

Appearing on him is not against harmony at all.

He dug out a ball of ointment, covered his wound, and spread it slowly. As he said, it took effect very quickly, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After rubbing for a while, the long wound disappeared completely, and only the sickly fair skin was left in sight.

If it wasn't for the red ointment left on his finger, Emperor Liancheng once thought that the injury just now was just his illusion.

(End of this chapter)