After I was reborn, I became the queen mother by fortune telling

Chapter 267 Apply scald ointment for Jiang Yu

From the corner of Mu Qingyuan's eyes, she seemed to see Jiang Yu, but she didn't.

Jiang Yu didn't notice his gaze, but Mu Qingyuan didn't speak to her, the memorial in front of him seemed to have attracted his full attention.

Jiang Yu recalled what Qiao Qi had said to herself, what should she do now?

She went over to touch the food, and it was half warm and half cold.

It seems to have been brought in for a while.

She didn't eat dinner herself, and she couldn't help but feel hungry when she saw the food.

"Eat when you're hungry, it's enough." Mu Qingyuan, who was clearly reading the memorial seriously, suddenly said.

Jiang Yu blushed as if someone had seen through her.

Standing in front of the meal, she was a little embarrassed, wondering if she should sit down and eat her appetite as Mu Qingyuan said.

Although the food in the army is not as good as that in the palace, the emperor's food is still quite delicate.

One pot of stewed beef, one plate of fried mushrooms, one plate of vegetarian dishes, two plates of side dishes, and a large bowl of white rice.

Probably because I was tired and hungry after running for a day, it smelled very good.

She was in a dilemma, and suddenly heard Mu Qingyuan say again: "The food outside is not as good as the food in the palace, just let it go."

It seems that he thinks that he despises rough food.

Jiang Yu thought for a while, but still mustered up her courage and said: "The emperor should eat first! The concubine—ah, no, the slave will serve the emperor first."

Mu Qingyuan was taken aback for a moment, and really put down the memorial in his hand, and looked seriously at the cute Jiang Meiren who was wearing a somewhat large military uniform in front of her.

Why did Jiang Meiren suddenly become virtuous outside the palace?
"This is not a palace, and you are not my eunuch and maid, so you don't need to call yourself a slave." He corrected lazily.

"Then...how do I call myself?" Jiang Yu didn't know what to say for a moment.

When Mu Qingyuan's personal soldiers confronted him, if they had no rank, they usually called themselves "little ones".

But it would be too weird for Jiang Yu to call herself "little one" to herself.

Mu Qingyuan pondered for a while: "Then you can use 'I', it sounds kinder."

Jiang Yu chewed the word "I" in her mouth for a long time before she nodded: "I see."

"Children can be taught." Mu Qingyuan laughed and waved to her, "Just in time, I'm hungry too, bring the food here."

Jiang Yu picked up the plate, walked to Mu Qingyuan's side, put the wooden plate containing the food on the table in front of him, and tidied up the memorials he had spread out on the table, and folded them aside.

Mu Qingyuan watched her actions carefully and became more and more curious.

Today's Jiang Meiren can be regarded as gentle and considerate.

"Ahem." He coughed.

"The emperor's throat is uncomfortable?" Jiang Yu frowned, "I'll go get some water."

"Wait—" Mu Qingyuan stretched out his hand and stopped her, "Can you tell me... Forget it, go and pour some water."

Jiang Yu looked at him inexplicably, walked to the kettle, poured out a cup of hot tea, and brought it to Mu Qingyuan.

Although there were eunuchs and maids serving in the palace, it was the first time that Mu Qingyuan found that being taken care of by others was really good.

Especially being taken care of by this little girl.

If only she was so considerate when she was in the palace.

Mu Qingyuan's tent is covered with thick carpets, and there are straw mats near the desk, so you need to take off your shoes to sit and lie down.

Jiang Yu had already put on and taken off her boots when she was serving the food just now, and now she is pouring tea again, but her socks-wearing feet were accidentally tripped over by the books that Mu Qingyuan put at the foot of the desk.

The person did not fall, but most of the hot water spilled on his hands.

Jiang Yu shivered, put down the cup, and the place on the back of her hand where the hot water was spilled had already turned red quickly.

Mu Qingyuan immediately stood up, held her fingers, frowned and asked, "Is it burning? Does it hurt?"

Jiang Yu smiled and shook her head: "It's not so delicate, it doesn't hurt."

"You still say it doesn't hurt? Wait!"

After Mu Qingyuan finished speaking, he opened a box behind him, took out a small wooden box from inside, and took out a delicate iron box from the small wooden box.

Unscrew the lid of the box, and inside is a green ointment with a mint smell.

"This is burn ointment. Sit down and I will apply the medicine for you."

Jiang Yu was taken aback.

"No need, I'll do it myself, the emperor still has to eat."

"Eating is not as important as your hands, and you underestimate yourself too much." Mu Qingyuan sat down without saying anything, and pointed to a cushion next to him.

Jiang Yu had no choice but to sit down too.

She somewhat regretted her rashness.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. I will correct my rashness in the future. I came to take care of the Emperor, but now I want to distract him."

"Not to mention being distracted, if you hurt yourself in the palace, wouldn't I be more worried?"

Jiang Yu really wanted to step on her foot hard.

In any case, during the march of the army, the emperor has to worry about a lot of things every day. If I make something happen in front of Mu Qingyuan and make him worry about him, then I will not help Mu Qingyuan, but help It's a waste of time.

He forced himself to follow him, originally to take care of Mu Qingyuan, but he took care of him at the very beginning.

"Stretch out your hand!" Mu Qingyuan reminded seeing Jiang Yu not moving.

While Jiang Yu was still in a daze, Mu Qingyuan had already gently held her burned right hand, scooped out some burn ointment on her fingertips, and gently applied it to her skin.

The scald ointment is extremely cool, and the scalding skin feels relieved when it is applied.

But where Mu Qingyuan's fingers touched, Jiang Yu felt another strange burning sensation like fire but not fire.

"I'll do it myself!" She shrank her fingertips.

"You've hurt yourself, and you're still obedient?" Mu Qingyuan's tone was tinged with displeasure.

But these displeased words seemed to make Mu Qingyuan feel aggrieved.

Jiang Yu had no choice but to "obediently" let him carefully smear the burnt area, sweating profusely.

"This is the scald ointment tribute from Xifan Kingdom. It is extremely effective. It should be cured by applying it twice tomorrow."

"Since it's such a precious ointment, just apply it once, don't waste it..." Jiang Yu was halfway through her sentence, when she suddenly found that Mu Qingyuan's eyes were staring at her with a bit of "fierceness", she stopped talking quickly.

"Uh, what I mean is, I will definitely not cause trouble for the emperor in the future!" Jiang Yu really didn't know what words to use to express herself, so the words she said were childish.

Mu Qingyuan looked at her, and said with a faint smile: "There are still many things to encounter in the future, maybe one day I will be in trouble and cause trouble for you."

He put the ointment back into the small wooden box, turned around and put the small wooden box into the big box.

Jiang Yu looked at his back and thought to herself, I hope this day will never come.

(End of this chapter)