Chapter 218 Four Villains Crematorium 50

Xie Qian sighed helplessly, picked her up and carried her to the side hall next door.

He slowly unbuttoned her clothes.

Compared to how nervous he was before, he was obviously much more comfortable this time.

One by one, he was as careful as peeling a hard-boiled egg.

Seeing that he was about to take off the bandage, Sang Yu felt a little embarrassed and said, "How about I do it."

Xie Qian raised his eyes and looked at her red face, feeling a little better inexplicably.

"Haven't you seen it a long time ago?" Xie Qian raised his lips, "Your Majesty, are you shy?"

"How is that possible?" Sang Yu became more competitive and straightened her chest, "If you want to see it, just see it!"

She was embarrassed to be like Xie Qian.

But it was impossible for Sang Yu to do it by himself.

After all, she is difficult to understand.

"It hurts a bit. If you can't bear it, bite me."

The wound was scabbed and stuck to the bandage. Xie Qian was afraid that she would be in pain, so he moved his shoulder closer to her.

"good."

Sang Yu looked at him with a smile.

It feels really good that someone who clearly hated me so much before is suddenly so gentle.

Xie Qian picked up the scissors and cut off the bandage at the wound bit by bit, then gently tore it open.

He was a rough man, and he would deal with injuries casually in the past. How could he be so cautious for fear of hurting her?

So after a while, he was so tired that he was sweating.

At this moment, something strange suddenly appeared on his forehead. He raised his eyelashes and saw the girl holding a silk handkerchief and carefully wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at each other, the girl smiled warmly at him: "Xie Qian, thank you for your hard work."

At that moment, Xie Qian knew that he was completely screwed.

He tore off the bandage and applied medicine to the girl. She didn't hum the whole time and didn't seem to be afraid of the pain at all.

"Doesn't it hurt?"

Sang Yu blinked his eyes, "You give me medicine, how can I feel pain?"

Xie Qian was startled for a moment, feeling as sweet as honey.

But thinking that she had made herself like this for Mu Huai, and to teach her a lesson, he pretended to be cold and angry: "Don't let yourself get hurt next time, otherwise I will never help you again!"

"Xie Qian." Seeing his fierce look, Sang Yu pursed her lips in frustration, "Don't be so fierce."

Xie Qian had absolutely nothing to do with her.

Sang Yu was injured and could not go to court, so naturally she could not approve the memorials. Memorials piled up in the Xingyue Pavilion, so she asked Wei Fangxu to carry the memorials to Sang Yu for approval.

The person who would approve the memorials for him before was able to carry them all back this time.

Sang Yu looked at the carriage memorial and then looked at Wei Fangxu.

Wei Fangxu said in embarrassment: "Reporting to Your Majesty, the Regent said that he has been in poor health these days and is really unable to help Your Majesty approve the memorial. Please approve it yourself."

Not in good health?

Did he get sick again?

Sang Yu didn't care about his injuries.

He immediately stood up and said, "Show me the Prince Regent's palace."

Sang Yu came to the Regent's Palace, but was told that Sang Yu would not see guests.

Even though she was an emperor, the guards still didn't dare to let her in.

"Your Majesty, the regent has contracted the cold and may be infected with the cold..."

In the past, it was impossible for Sang Yu to come to see Sang Yu. Even if she came, she heard that Sang Yu's cold would be transmitted to her, so how could she go in.

But right now, Sang Yu doesn't seem to care about his dragon body at all.

She ignored the guards and walked straight in.

"Uncle Emperor, I know you are here." Sang Yu looked at the empty room and sighed, "I'm worried about your health, can you just come out and see me?"

(End of chapter)