Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 1569 When will you start?
Chapter 1570 When will you start?
Li Mengke saw that the man finally compromised, with a smile hidden in his eyes, he carefully applied the light green ointment.

I thought it would be over soon, but suddenly there was a hot touch on my shoulder, one drop, two drops...

Jiang Nan opened his eyes suddenly, turned his head to look, and saw his little daughter standing there, staring at his broken arm and weeping silently!
"How do you..."

"Does it hurt?"

Looking at those teary eyes, Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she kept shaking her hands, not because of fear, but because of distress?

He thought vaguely of the night of the New Year's Eve, when it was freezing cold, his whole body was convulsed with pain, lying in a pool of blood, his consciousness was withdrawn little by little, life was like death.

Suddenly, his thin lips moved, and he spit out two words.

"It doesn't hurt."

Li Mengke bit his red lips, puffed his cheeks, and stared at him with tearful eyes, deceiving!
She's not a fool, how could she not be in pain, he clearly said that because he didn't want to make her sad.

"Liar."

Jiangnan:  …

This is really a torture, even worse than the broken arm, but it was physical at the beginning, and now it is mental.

Li Mengke ignored him and continued to take the medicine. At the end, he glanced uncontrollably for a few times, his neatly sculpted abs...

Immediately, the blood surged up, his face was hot and red, and he was so ashamed that he almost evaporated into smoke.

"Um……"

She had a guilty conscience, and she stabbed the wound at the last moment, with a little strength, Jiang Nan couldn't hold back, and made a sound of pain.

Li Mengke opened his eyes wide in fright, and became more and more at a loss, with nowhere to put his little hands.

"Is it very, very painful? I just...accidentally..."

Jiang Nan had a sullen face and a deep voice, as if the cry of pain just now was not from him.

"It's okay, continue."

What he thought in his heart was that the Princess of Jinzhiyuye was usually surrounded by others to serve her, so how could she have the opportunity to take care of others, let alone help them with medicine.

I really feel sorry for her.

His frail and boneless little hands smeared the cool ointment on the wound, and the coolness spread along the wound, but for some reason, he was inexplicably flustered and short of breath, his whole body was hot, and he felt like there was a double world of ice and fire.

"Not yet?"

Hearing this, Li Mengke hurriedly speeded up to finish, with thin sweat dripping from his forehead.

"It'll be fine right now."

The room fell into silence again, and at this moment, there was a sound that sounded like a smile but not a smile at the door.

"Did I come at the wrong time?"

The two turned their heads to look at the same time, one with clear eyes, the other with panic and shyness.

A person stood outside the door, did not come in, but asked politely.

Li Mengke immediately stood up straight, picked up the tray very quickly, and ran out like a rabbit.

"I'm fine, let's talk."

Jiang Nan quickly put on the clothes on the back of the chair, stood up slowly, and returned to his usual cold face.

"Princess, please come in."

Dugu Xuejiao stood at the door, watching Li Mengke running out with a blushing face, and then fled quickly, her eyes were full of suspicion.

She walked in the door with a faint smile.

"Jiang Sicheng, what did you do to the princess?"

Jiang Nan's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm, and he changed the subject directly.

"Wangfei is here today, but is there any good news?"

Dugu Xuejiao smiled lightly, didn't go around in circles with him, and got straight to the point.

"That's right, we're going to do it."

There was a dark tide in Jiang Nan's eyes, he restrained his excitement, and his voice was low.

"When?"

Dugu Xuejiao tapped her fingertips on the table with a cold expression.

"The fifteenth day of the first lunar month, Lantern Festival."

(End of this chapter)