Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 774
Zuo Yu looked at Feng Lan puzzled and anxiously, "My lord, the Empress Dowager's hand is injured, it will be more serious if it continues like this!"

Feng Lan's eyes lightly fell on Yuan Xiaoming's body, "There is always fire in my heart, and when she has beaten enough, I will let go. I have good medicine, so it's fine."

Zuo Yu: "..."

What a powerful reason.

He was grasped by Feng Lan's wrist in a vague way, obviously he didn't use much force, but he just couldn't break free, so he had to stand obediently and watch.

Yuan Xiaoming drew it to the end, and with a "snap", the branches broke off.

She finally stopped, panting for a while, hearing a few people crying and crying, she was very upset, "Shut up, cry again, next time I will slap you in the face!"

The four servants immediately fell silent, huddled together, trembling.

Yuan Xiaoming didn't even look at his hands, and directly carried them behind his back, "Do you think it's over after this meal?"

The four of them immediately widened their eyes, what they meant——

"Serving the master is ineffective, neglecting his duties, and has no dignity. From now on, he will be a laundry maid in the clothes washing bureau!"

Working as a laundry maid in winter, that would really kill me!
How can it compare to the dignity and comfort of serving by the emperor's side?
The four of them wailed immediately, and a bold one rushed forward to hug Yuan Xiaoming's thigh, Yuan Xiaoming snorted coldly, and kicked him out.

"roll!"

After she finished speaking, she strode into the bedroom and carried out the little Yuan Liyue.

It was difficult to walk step by step, but it was very steady, leaving a row of deep footprints on the snow, Feng Lan let go of Zuo Yu's hand, stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, give the princess to me, I will hold you she."

Yuan Xiaoming looked up at Feng Lan, "I have written down the great favor of the national teacher, and I will definitely repay it in the future."

Feng Lan twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, reached out to take Yuan Liyue from her back and hugged her in her arms, without saying anything.

He looked down at Little Liyue who was tightly wrapped in his arms, and a trace of inexplicable emotion flashed in his eyes. How could this lonely soul have nothing to do with him, but this body belonged to Liyue, so it couldn't be damaged.

"The princess has a fever because of the wind and cold, so go back and take good care of her."

Hearing what Feng Lan said, Yuan Xiaoming's heart immediately relaxed.

She followed behind Feng Lan, Zuo Yu walked up to her, and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoming, your hand—does it hurt?"

He wanted to pick it up and have a look, but he remembered what his sister said about men and women not being intimate, so he didn't dare to be abrupt, so he could only keep looking behind her.

Yuan Xiaoming was fine, and stretched out his hand to show him generously: "It's just scratched, it's not a big deal."

When Zuo Yu saw it, his eyes turned even redder, "It's not as easy as you said, look, the palm of your hand is going to be scratched!"

At a glance, he felt the pain spread all over his body along the line of sight. Yuan Xiaoming's palms criss-crossed.

Zuo Yu's tears fell uncontrollably. He reached out and took out the handkerchief from his bosom, and carefully took Yuan Xiaoming's hand. What kind of man and woman can't kiss each other, go to hell!

Yuan Xiaoming took a soft breath, "Ayu, you—"

"Don't move! I'll wrap you up to stop the bleeding first!"

It was rare for Zuo Yu to have such a strong side, Yuan Xiaoming couldn't help being stunned, and let him go.

Zuo Yu looked serious and stubborn, he wrapped Yuan Xiaoming's hand around and tied it in a knot, "Do this first, and then apply the medicine when you go back."

(End of this chapter)