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Fleeting Youth Lan Xiao Jiu 28960K 2022-07-20

With his reminder, Wei Qing's cheeks started to itch weirdly. Just as she was about to reach out to grab it, Xiao Qingqian returned to the table and rummaged through a small box.

”What do you think?” As he spoke, he opened the lid of the box. Immediately, a refreshing medicinal fragrance wafted into the air.

”Suppressed?” Wei Qing could discern the effects of the medicine just by its smell.

Xiao Qingqian wiped a bit with his finger and lightly smeared it on Wei Qing's face, ”Did you think this duke wanted to ruin your appearance? Or do you think This King does not have the slightest bit of shame? ”

Wei Qing stiffened as the corners of her mouth twitched, ”Actually, you're doing quite well.”

”Is that so?” Xiao Qingqian raised his eyebrow, he laughed at himself, ”Since it's good, why are you not moved?”

Wei Qing pursed her lips, ”This logic is similar to that of shoes and feet. We are not suited for this.

”You haven't even tried it, how do you know if it's appropriate?”

Sometimes, Wei Qing's nonsense really made people angry, but when they calmed down and thought about it, it seemed like there was a reason.

”I can do it myself …”

”Cut the crap!” Before she could finish, she was interrupted by Xiao Qingqian's sharp gaze.

She chuckled and let him apply the ointment on her.

Since he could not go out, and Wei Qing did not want to talk to him about it, he laid on the table, and after a while, he began to breathe heavily.

Xiao Qingqian quietly looked at her almost deformed face that was lying on the table. The look in her eyes was as gentle as water, but there were also faint traces of sadness.

*

Crown Prince's Palace.

Ever since Xiao Qingqian had given the orders, he quickly took a bottle of medicine and went to the servant girl's room.

Ordinary women wouldn't be able to withstand being sentenced to fifteen years of torture.

He had just fainted, but was awakened by the pain.

Seeing that someone was helping him apply the medicine, he could not help but feel his heart ache. Sobbing, he asked, ”Who is big sister?”

”Just call me Ping Er.”

”Thank you for applying the medicine, but concubine, she …”

The gaze Ping Er looked at her with couldn't help but become a little deeper, and faintly tinged with a little bit of anger that wasn't fought over.

”Isn't it?” The servant girl who was accompanying Jin Qiao’er had long since trained herself to the point where she could judge the situation. Seeing Ping Er's expression, she directly asked.

Ping Er did not utter a word, and continued to silently apply the medicine for her, ”This injury is really serious. We servants, aiya … ”

”Elder sister, who asked you to come?”

”You really want to know?” Ping Er judged her and stared at her, confirming that she was angry at Jin Qiao’er and her people, and asked her question instead of answering.

The servant girl heavily nodded her head and accidentally pulled on the wound on her thigh. Immediately, she frowned in pain as tears welled up in her eyes.

”This medicine has a miraculous effect. You might still be in pain right now, but the pain will be alleviated after an hour. I think you'll be fine tomorrow. ”

The servant girl shed tears of gratitude, but she was even more anxious to know who ordered Ping Er to deliver the medicine for her.

”I will never forget sister's great kindness!”

”Don't only remember my kindness, this medicine is …” She whispered a name into the maid's ear.

”What?” The servant girl's face was filled with disbelief, she stared straight at Ping Er, and after a long while, she asked nervously: ”So you're saying, you're someone from the Princess Chu?”