Maid Crossing 3: Mad Concubine Overwhelms the World

Chapter 115 Wang, don't you want my body? 【26】

The person had that lazy look, and under Yan Yun's astonished eyes, he stood directly from the bed to the ground, walked directly to a chair next to the table and sat down on his stomach.

Before Yanyun could say a word, Yebei's faint words came out: "These few days, I'll just lie on the chair and rest!"

The injuries on her body were not regular at all.

No matter which position you lie down on, it will squeeze the wound.

If she wanted the wound to heal as soon as possible, she had to give up resting on the bed.

Otherwise, in such a hot summer, such a large wound would not only be difficult to heal, but also more likely to get worse.

Listening to Ye Bei's words, Yan Yun nodded silently.

Walking up to Yebei, he raised his hand to help her take off her middle coat and hang it around her waist.

Then he took the tray from the table next to the bed and put it on the table.

Reaching out to pick up the medicine in the tray, he said in a low voice: "This medicine hurts a little, but the effect of closing the wound is amazing. As long as there are no accidents, all the scars on the Queen's body will definitely disappear, leaving no trace!"

"Ok!"

Ye Bei casually responded lightly.

Put your hands on the back of the chair, resting your chin on your pillow.

Yan Yun glanced at Ye Bei, reached out to dip some of the medicine in the bottle, and gently wiped it on with her fingertips.

No matter how light the movement was, Yebei still felt like being scratched by a knife wherever his fingers went.

Feeling the pain, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Yebei's forehead, but the corners of his mouth curled up habitually.

The fingers resting on the back of the chair also remained motionless.

Just like those pains happened to someone else.

"queen!"

While wiping with her fingertips behind her, Yanyun said casually, "It seems that the king really cares about you!"

"is it?"

Yebei asked noncommittal lightly.

Listening to her question, Yan Yun nodded hastily: "The king also specifically asked the imperial physician to prepare a medicine for you to calm the nerves and sleep, just because he was worried that the queen would wake up too early and would not be able to bear the pain of the wound on her body."

(End of this chapter)