The Emperor's Pet: The Queen of Poison Disturbs the King

Chapter 26 Ji Xuanyao Injured 3
Zhong Ming bandaged Sheng Feihong's wound and left the medicine bottle, and then went back to pack the medicine box, "Madam, I will go back to get the medicine for Madam in a while, Madam, please remember not to get wet during this period, avoid spicy food, and change it frequently." Gauze and powder!"

"Since it's a frequent change, let's keep a few more rolls of gauze and two bottles of medicine powder!" Sheng Feihong said softly, "I'm afraid that Chuntao and Xiazhu will be clumsy by then, and there won't be enough for them!"

Zhong Ming was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the two maids who were stunned aside in surprise, and had no choice but to nod his head, leaving behind a few more rolls of gauze and two bottles of medicine powder.

"Chuntao, go get the medicine with Doctor Zhong!" Sheng Feihong said lightly, but with an extremely majestic aura.

Chuntao hurriedly sent Zhong Ming away.

Xia Zhu leaned forward, "Your Majesty, slave..."

"Leave everything and go out!" Sheng Feihong said coldly.

Xia Zhu was taken aback, so she had no choice but to put the hot water basin and towels beside the bed, and exited the room.

Seeing that the two heads had gone out, Sheng Feihong quickly got up from the bed, lifted the brocade quilt covering Ji Xuanyao's body, patted his face, and shouted in a low voice, "Your Majesty, wake up, I will treat your wound now, you Be sure to hold on!"

Ji Xuanyao responded softly, opened a pair of deep black eyes, and stared at Sheng Feihong quietly, this girl dared to slap him in the face, really...

Sheng Feihong couldn't care less, and began to follow Zhong Ming's example in treating Ji Xuanyao's wounds.

Ji Xuanyao lay on the bed, watching the pale Sheng Feihong treat her wound, her face was cold and stern, her eyes were serious and worried, and her pale lips were tightly pressed.

Ji Xuanyao still remembers last night, when he kissed her lips fiercely, the soft and cold touch was so ecstasy, but now...

Turning his head to look at the gauze wrapped on Sheng Feihong's legs, the slender and long legs, which are so white and flawless, have suffered such serious injuries because of him, no way... I must find someone to fix them The ointment for removing scars was brought over, and she must not be hurt any more.

After being busy for a while, Sheng Feihong finally treated Ji Xuanyao's wound properly. She endured the pain in her leg, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and asked through gritted teeth, "Your Majesty, can you get up now? You can't stay in Liuhua Palace, now you have to go back!"

Ji Xuanyao looked outside, because he was lying on the innermost side of the bed and couldn't see the sky clearly, but he also knew that he couldn't stay here anymore, so he smiled softly, "Wait a while, Cai Quan will be here soon! "

Cai Quan?

Sheng Feihong immediately called out the waiter who had raised his eyebrows coldly at her that night, and nodded, "Alright, since someone is here to pick you up, I'm relieved!"

At the thought of someone coming to pick him up, Sheng Feihong's worried and flustered heart finally calmed down. He relaxed and lay on the bed. Her legs hurt and she was so tired that she had no strength to support her.

Ji Xuanyao got up from the bed suddenly, looked outside, and a figure appeared beside the bed, it was Cai Quan.

Sheng Feihong got up quickly, but was pressed on the bed by him, "Cai Quan is here, and I will leave immediately! Don't worry, I will take care of the outside affairs, and you can just heal your wounds at ease. From now on... don't do this kind of foolishness again." It's over!"

After speaking, Ji Xuanyao pressed a kiss on Sheng Feihong's forehead before turning around and leaving.

Sheng Feihong stared blankly at Ji Xuanyao leaving. The window was closed, and she relaxed. Smelling the fishy smell of blood on the bed, she hurriedly called Xia Zhu in, "Xia Zhu, burn all these things. Well, it smells bad."

Xia Zhu was a little puzzled, there was clearly a lot of blood on the brocade quilt, but she didn't dare to make more guesses, or in other words, she couldn't think of other possibilities at all.

Finally, Sheng Feihong lay on the bed and heaved a long sigh of relief. The night was passed peacefully...

(End of this chapter)