Daughter's favorite concubine: Don't come here, the black-bellied prince

Chapter 1004 Applying Medicine
"Oh, what are you going to do?" Xiao Lang asked casually, seeing Xin Meng's face turning redder, he couldn't help but feel a little doubt in his heart.

"That's...that's..." Xinmeng stammered.

Now that he is awake, unlike when he was in a coma before, how can she help him apply the medicine?She is a woman who has not yet reached the age of Ji, and has not yet left the court.

"What's the matter? Is it convenient to say?"

Xiao Lang became more and more puzzled, staring at her dodgy eyes, insisting on asking what happened.

If he didn't apply the medicine for him, he wouldn't get better soon, but if she asked someone else to apply the medicine, she didn't like others touching Xiao Lang's body.

Now is not the time to be shy!
Thinking of this, Xin Meng took a deep breath, even closed her eyes, and before she lost her courage, she yelled out loudly: "Take off your shirt, I will help you apply and change the medicine!"

Xiao Lang was stunned for a moment, then laughed lightly: "I thought it was something, it turned out that Mengmeng wanted to apply the medicine for me, come on."

He took off his shirt without hesitation, showing the injured area openly, "Mengmeng, it's okay."

Xinmeng was also taken aback for a moment, then curled up the corners of her lips and smiled in relief.

He was frank, and she shouldn't hold back either.

Otherwise, she would seem hypocritical.

She dug out a lump of ointment from the white medicine bottle and the blue medicine bottle, warmed it in the palm of her hand for a while, and kneaded it well.

"You lie down, it's inconvenient to sit."

Xiao Lang lay down obediently, in order not to make Xinmeng feel shy and uncomfortable, he even closed his eyes and tried to breathe evenly.

Xinmeng didn't look at his face, lowered her head, lowered her eyes, and gently pressed the palm covered with ointment to it.

Because she used the palm of her hand to warm the ointment before, so when her palm touched her heart, instead of feeling the coolness of the ointment, Xiao Lang felt a warmth spread to her skin, which was very comfortable.

Xinmeng began to massage him, the movements were very gentle at first, after kneading the ointment evenly, she increased the intensity bit by bit, and kept massaging on the blue-black palm print.

After painting the chest, go to the back, then let him sit up, and put on half of the shirt first.

She washed her hands, then changed the medicine on the wound on his arm, and carefully bandaged it again.

Then he said, "You can put on your coat now."

Xinmeng walked to the wooden basin placed on the wooden shelf by the wall, washed her hands again, and then dried them carefully with a cloth towel.

After waiting for a while, she turned around slowly, and said to Xiao Lang, "Wait a while, I'll go out and see if Songchun has brought breakfast and medicine."

"You don't have to go out, she's already here."

Even though he was injured, Xiao Lang's hearing was still extremely sharp, and he had already heard the sound of approaching footsteps.

And it was also heard that Songchun was not the only one who came.

As soon as his voice fell, the door of the room was knocked from outside.

"Come in." Xin Meng turned around and looked in the direction of the door.

The people outside opened the door and came in. It was Song Chun who was holding a medicine bowl, and Yan Qing who was following behind with a food box.

The scrutinizing eyes quickly glanced at the two of them, and Xin Meng secretly thought in her heart, Song Chun and Yan Qing went in and out at the same time, and they cooperated with each other tacitly. Does that mean she can start thinking about it? What dowry have you prepared for Song Chun?

But after thinking about it, there are some things that cannot be rushed, and it is better to ask Songchun, the party concerned, what he means first.

(End of this chapter)