The evil king trains his wife

Chapter 155 Love (3)

Mu Mu blew on the paper windmill in his hand, "This windmill can be made of mulberry paper, so Hongmei can also be made of mulberry paper."

"Made of paper?" Jiang Chengfeng raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah, the red plum tree is somewhat similar to the peach blossom tree. Now it's autumn. We can first dye the mulberry paper red, then cut and fold it to look like a red plum tree, and finally use spiritual power to control it on the peach blossom tree. When you watch it at night, you can definitely confuse the fake with the real one," Mu Mu said.

The corners of Jiang Chengfeng's lips curved slightly, "A little clever."

Mu Mu looked smug, "That is!"

"We don't have much time. It's not easy to fold so many plum blossoms in two days. This is a huge project, and we have to call some people to help, so we have to start now!" Leave it to the servants and Mu Mu, you need to rest well now, or you can stay here with Miss Qian Nian and slowly carve a little figure."

Jiang Chengfeng looked a little embarrassed.

Ling Zhichao Jiang Chengfeng bowed slightly and saluted, "The servant girl will leave first, and won't bother the prince and Miss Qiannian."

After finishing speaking, Lingzhi pulled Mumu and walked out.

Mu Mu yelled: "What are you doing! I haven't seen Sister Qiannian yet! Sister Ling, don't pull me!"

Lingzhi closed the door, Mu Mu's noisy voice was isolated from the outside, and Jiang Chengfeng immediately felt that his ears were much quieter.

But, why is there a very awkward feeling?
He turned around and saw that Bai Qiannian was still soundly asleep.

He was still worried yesterday, but seeing her drooling while asleep, he finally believed what the doctor said.

However, the wound on her wrist still made him worry and feel distressed. The blood is so big, it must be very painful, right?

Jiang Chengfeng stepped forward, gently took Bai Qiannian's wrist with his right hand, closed his eyes, and used his spiritual power to heal her wound.

The white ice mist was overflowing from his palm, and flowed into Bai Qiannian's wound little by little.

Jiang Chengfeng frowned, and tiny beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He let go of Bai Qiannian's hand, raised his hand and gracefully wiped the corner of his mouth, and saw red blood on his finger.

I didn't expect that I just used a little bit of spiritual power reluctantly, and it was so difficult.

It's just that he underestimated the enemy that day, and underestimated the power of that sleeve arrow.

He looked tired and sat on the wooden chair beside the bed.

In fact, he knew very well that he was injured in an indistinct way this time, if Nian'er hadn't fed him blood, he might really not be able to wake up.

The body has never been so painful.

But he wanted to stay by her side, waiting for her to wake up.

After she wakes up, if she can see herself for the first time, she should be happy, right?

He picked up the wood and continued to carve the little figure.

The healing spiritual power of the ice element was poured into Bai Qiannian's wound. The sleeping Bai Qiannian originally felt the burning pain on her wrist, but the cold feeling instantly made her much more comfortable.

She turned over, with the quilt sandwiched between her legs, planning to change her position and continue sleeping.

Opening her eyes slightly, she saw a man sitting by the bed in her hazy vision. The man lowered his head, and a strand of blue hair hung down his forehead.

He seemed to be concentrating on something, and his earnest demeanor was very charming.

It seems to be the master...

Is this in a dream?

Bai Qiannian rubbed his sleepy eyes, and opened them again. Master was still beside the bed!

This is not a dream!

She suddenly widened her eyes, "Master...Master!!"

⊙﹏⊙‖∣God!What the hell is going on!

She was the one who stood by his hospital bed, but now the injured person was sitting by the bed instead. She was so well alone, that she actually occupied the patient's bed, and slept so deeply!
(End of this chapter)