Concubine of the Prime Minister's Mansion: The princess is not to be messed with

Chapter 350 Injured
Nalan Jiuge returned to Guiyuan after nightfall, and when Nalan Jiuge returned to the courtyard, everyone fell asleep.Nalan Jiuge drew water from the well in the dark, washed off the blood on his body, sat in the yard for a while, and then entered the house lightly.

Of course, not all the bloodstains on his body belonged to him, most of them belonged to those killers.Although he himself was injured, it was only a superficial injury.It was also the person who came this time, and it was so powerful that he was hurt.I don't know, those two are these masters who have never been invited.Nalan Jiuge didn't have an electric light, so he walked to the soft couch in the dark and just sat down.

A faint voice sounded: "I'm back.|"

Nalan Jiuge jumped in fright, because the scar on his chest was agitated, which soaked his clothes again.

"You scared me to death, why don't you light a lamp." Nalan Jiuge looked at a dark place and said, covering his chest with his hands, not wanting Mo Qingling to see his injured appearance.

"Huh" Mo Qingling blew on the torch and lit the lanterns in the house.The small flames gradually rose, and Jiang's entire room was illuminated.

The faint smell of blood in the air made Mo Qingling frowned: "Are you injured?"

She said that it was not that simple for Nalan Jiuge to disappear suddenly. He would tell her when he went there on weekdays. Something must have happened to his sudden disappearance this time.That's why she stayed up in the middle of the night and waited for him in the house without lighting the lamp.

"A little injury is not a problem." Nalan Jiuge pretended to be very relaxed, as if it wasn't his blood that was flowing now.

Mo Qingling knew that Nalan Jiuge's skills were not low, and when they practiced together on weekdays, he hid his strength and was very good.Now that he is still injured, it seems that his opponent is definitely not an ordinary person.

Regarding this matter of Nalan Jiuge, she had never asked about it, she only knew that Nalan Jiuge was a man in the world.

Mo Qingling went into the room without making a sound, and walked out with the cloth strips and the golden sore medicine.

"Take off your clothes." Mo Qingling put the things on the couch, looked at Nalan Jiuge expressionlessly and said.

"What are you going to do?" Nalan Jiuge grabbed his collar and looked at Mo Qingling warily.It's dark and windy this month, lonely men and widows, living in the same room, does she want to...

Mo Qingling's eyes twitched, and he slapped Nalan Jiuge on the head.

"Take it off for me quickly, and I'll treat your wound."

"Oh." Nalan Jiuge responded, feeling a little regretful, but obediently took off his shirt.

Mo Qingling looked at the wound on Nalan Jiuge's chest and frowned. The flesh was turned out, and the bones inside could be seen.He also said it was a minor injury, Mo Qingling turned around and left the room.

"Didn't you want to treat my wound? Why are you leaving now? This wound is really ugly and disgusting. She probably went out and vomited." Nalan Jiuge looked down at his own wound. Talking to himself.

Mo Qingling went to the storeroom to bring a jar of wine, and then took an embroidery needle and some white thread,
"What are you doing? Don't I want to toast with me?" Nalan Jiuge joked.

Mo Qingling didn't answer, and took off the lantern cover.Taking the candlestick to the bed, Jiang Zhu and the wine were placed on the small table on the bed.

Mo Qingling took a cloth and wiped Nalan Jiuge's wound with some white wine.

Nalan Jiuge's face turned pale in an instant, and he squeezed his robe tightly. Although the pain was excruciating, he didn't cry out.

After a while, the cloth strips changed color, and the blood around the wound was wiped clean.

(End of this chapter)