Tell the lord, the princess has climbed the wall

Chapter 39 days of cohabitation (1)

"Old slave, I will do what I say, if you don't believe the princess, just give it a try!"

After Madam An finished speaking, without waiting for Zuo Mu's reaction, she twisted her back and went directly into the west wing to greet people, "It's alright, alright, thank you all, just put the things down, and my wife will put them back slowly later." , Everyone, take a sip of tea and take a break."

"This... this..." Zuo Mu looked at Nanny An's back and was speechless for a while.

What kind of world is this, even Nanny An is going against the heavens, it's fine to turn her elbows outward, and she has learned to threaten herself.

Now she doubts, is this Nanny An her own nanny?She is Sima Cheng's nanny, right?
Thinking about it, I feel sad. In her previous life, Zuo Mu lived for nearly 30 years, but she didn't even have a serious boyfriend. Why is she starting to live together with a man out of nowhere?
The key is that this man is still at odds with her...

The more Zuo Mu thought about it, the more angry he felt, and finally all the grievances naturally gathered together, ready to vent on a certain culprit.

He came to be an uncle in front of this girl, and wanted this girl to serve him angrily. His dream was so beautiful!

At Xu time, the Crescent Moon Court finally regained its due tranquility, only the candles flickering in the bedroom, occasionally accompanied by a woman's impatient voice.

"Take off only one sleeve, how do you change the medicine in such a small area? Hurry up, take off your shirt!" Zuo Mu held the medicine bottle in his left hand, and knocked on the table with his right hand, with a look of impatience.

"It's just changing the medicine for the prince. Is it necessary to take it off?" A Li stood by the bed and saw Zuo Mu's attitude, with a bit of resentment on his face.

"I said yes, of course there is! The ink is stained, am I the doctor or you are the doctor!" Zuo Mu threw the medicine bottle on the table and said tit for tat, "I tell you, love can't be taken off! If you don't want to let this You can heal the girl! Then please leave the Crescent Moon Court quickly! It was not written in the imperial decree that Concubine Kang must be cured and saved!"

"Take it off!" Sima Cheng sat on the bed with his eyes closed and ordered softly.

"But, you..." Ah Li stubbornly stood there, refusing to move.

"Take off!" Sima Cheng didn't open his eyes, but his voice became a lot heavier.

"Of order!" Ah Li trembled, and hurriedly stepped forward to carefully help Sima Cheng take off his shirt and undo the bandages.

"Go down!"

"Yes!"

After finishing everything silently, Ah Li gave Zuo Mu a last resentful look, and walked out.

There was no one else around, and the surroundings finally returned to tranquility. Sima Cheng took off his shirt as she requested, but Zuo Mu stood there motionless as if he had been petrified.

Ordinarily, in the previous life, she was in contact with special people every day. She Zuo Mu was not the kind of person who had never seen the world, but at this moment, looking at everything in front of her, Zuo Mu was still so shocked that her mouth could barely close.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have imagined in her dreams that there is such a body in the world. It turns out that a single person can hold so many injuries.

Compared with the tip of the iceberg when he drew his sword, under the flickering candlelight at this moment, Sima Cheng's chest and back were covered with scars like spider webs.

Roughly counting, there are no less than twenty large sword wounds or knife wounds alone, not to mention those small wounds that are too small to count.

A person who has suffered so many injuries can miraculously survive, and it is still in this era of underdeveloped medicine. Perhaps only the devil knows what kind of pain he has experienced.

(End of this chapter)