The concubine is often difficult to mess with: Prince, please make way

Chapter 184 Is This King Not Giving Enough

"Let you answer this king." Ye Mo impatiently opened Jin Jiuying's hand, and continued to chase her for the answer.

"Ye Mo, who did you fight with?" Jin Jiuying knelt down, put her hands on his lap, looked up at him, and her expression became serious.

Ye Mo didn't speak, just looked at her quietly, apparently he couldn't get an answer from her after asking three times in a row, so he was very upset.

Seeing his expressionless face, Jin Jiuying shuddered for no reason. It seemed that she didn't give him an answer because she didn't want to hear him answer her question.

"Ye Mo, what did you ask me just now?" Jin Jiuying raised her head, looked at him seriously, and asked him back.

Either she didn't hear it clearly, or she didn't understand it, or she suspected that she had heard it wrong. She needed him to say it again, and when she was mentally prepared, repeat it seriously, so that she could hear clearly and understand his question.

Only in this way can she dare to seriously give him a satisfactory answer.

"This king asked, do you want to be a queen or a princess?" Ye Mo was silent for a while, looked at her quietly for a while, and then repeated the question to her again.

"I just want to be your Ye Mo's woman." Jin Jiuying didn't hesitate this time, and was very serious.

Jin Jiuying doesn't care much about power, as long as she won't be bullied, she doesn't care what her identity is. Of course, she is not implicated by love words, and it is not so easy to bully her.

Besides, how is the queen? In this society, where men are superior to women, women are not valued at all. Even the queen is just a canary in a cage, but her cage is more luxurious.

But does it make sense? No one you love hurts, and you don't even dare to ask your own man where he lives today.

Ye Mo didn't speak, just lowered his head and looked at her quietly. After a long time, he suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly, wishing he could crush her and blend into his body.

Following his movements, Ye Mo's wound bled more and more, and the snow-white robe quickly turned red.

"Ye Mo, your wound is still bleeding." Jin Jiuying felt that something was wrong with Ye Mo today, and she was afraid that something wrong would make him unhappy, so she just reminded him cautiously.

"It's okay." Ye Mo's voice was very soft, as if he was a little excited, he hugged her even tighter.

"May I put some medicine on your wound first?" Jin Jiuying didn't dare to struggle, but asked him carefully and softly.

"Yeah." Ye Mo nodded slightly, held her hand tightly, and slowly let go, but looked at her tightly with his eyes smiling.

"What are you doing? Everyone who saw it felt embarrassed." Jin Jiuying lowered her head and scolded him, then stood up, stretched out her hand and carefully removed his coat, and then pulled the clothes inside to expose the wound.

"Applying medicine may hurt." After Jin Jiuying found out the healing medicine he made himself from the medicine box, after washing him around the wound, when he was about to apply medicine to the wound, he suddenly turned his head and saw He reminded.

"This king knows." Ye Mo smiled slightly, his face full of disapproval.

Seeing that he looked quite relaxed, Jin Jiuying felt more at ease, took a pinch of cotton soaked in alcohol, dipped it in some medicine, and handed it to his wound.

"Don't look." When Jin Jiuying was about to touch Ye Mo's wound, he saw Ye Mo looking at him out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly stopped, said something to him with a smile, and suddenly sat on his lap.

"Look at me, don't look at the wound, I'm scared." Jin Jiuying lit the medicine with cotton in his hand, but didn't dare to light it.

The wound on Ye Mo's arm was not big, but it was deep and bled a lot.

But he acted like a normal person, and he didn't pay attention to it at all.

That is to say, if he is placed on other princes or princes, let alone such an injury, even if the skin is lost, he will probably scream.

"Don't be afraid, the king himself is not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Ye Mo hugged her waist with his other uninjured hand, comforting her with a smile.

"But, my heart hurts." Jin Jiuying quarreled with him while applying medicine to his wound.

This should be able to distract his pain. Jin Jiuying has always killed people and never saved others, so she doesn't understand doctors at all, but she feels that if she doesn't focus on the wound, the pain should be less.

The medicine Ye Mo prepared was very painful when rubbed on, and every time he tapped it, the pain was terribly painful. Jin Jiuying had experienced it personally.

However, the medicine he prepared is also very effective. Generally speaking, if you apply the medicine today, the wound will be cocooned tomorrow, and the wound may be healed within five days.

"Don't hurt, it's okay, really." Ye Mo's voice was soft, letting Jin Jiuying rub the medicine on him, but he was still thinking, holding her head with that good hand, and when she was concentrating on applying the medicine to him, He went close to her and kissed her.

"Hmm..." It was too sudden, Jin Jiuying was rubbing the medicine on him, he kissed her so suddenly, Jin Jiuying had to stretch her hand to the side, and hugged his neck with the other hand, hiding in his wound , so as not to hurt him.

After being kissed by him for a while, Jin Jiuying was a little dizzy, but she quickly adjusted her state, and then reapplied the medicine, and when the medicine was almost finished, carefully bandaged his wound with gauze.

"The medicine is ready, come and let me help you to sleep on the bed, and the wound will not hurt in a while." After Jin Jiuying put the medicine on him, he put the medicine in the medicine box, then turned around and supported him. Looking at his other uninjured hand, he asked to take him to rest.

"Sleep now?" Ye Mo looked up and glanced outside, the sky was already bright, but the sun hadn't risen yet, so people who like to sleep late probably haven't gotten up yet.

Even Jin Jiuying would not have gotten up if Ye Mo hadn't come back suddenly today with injuries.

"Is this king not giving you enough last night?" Ye Mo withdrew his eyes, turned his head and leaned into Jin Jiuying's ear, and asked softly with a half-smile.

"Ah?" Jin Jiuying was startled, and pinched his waist fiercely. "The dead are not serious, they are all injured, and they still say these things."

"Don't worry, this little injury won't hinder this king's ability." Ye Mo hugged her back into his arms, and whispered in her ear with a smirk.

"You are enough." Jin Jiuying buried her head in front of his chest, scolded him coquettishly, and then pulled away his hand holding her.

"Come and change your clothes." Seeing that he didn't want to rest, Jin Jiuying ran over to find him a new set of clean clothes.

Ye Mo loves cleanliness very much. Although doctors have to deal with all kinds of patients, he has never been able to accept his clothes and hands being stained with blood and medicine stains.

(End of this chapter)