Hearing this, Jun Moyi just glanced at her lightly, then waved his hand, and before Sang Liwan could react, she was back in Jun Moyi's hands.
She stared at the other person with wide eyes.
"You actually attacked me? You have no martial ethics."
However, Jun Moyi just glanced at her with a half-smile and said, "If you are obedient, I won't attack you."
"So domineering." Sang Liwan muttered softly.
Jun Moyi completely ignored her words and continued to apply the ointment with his fingers to the wounds on her body.
But this time he was more careful and his hands were gentler, for fear of hurting her again.
However, some injuries can be felt even with the slightest movement from Jun Moyi. Seeing that Sang Liwan was about to cause trouble again.
Jun Moyi quickly restrained the man and said, "Stop making trouble. If you move again, you might get a scar."
Sure enough, as soon as these words were spoken, Sang Liwan instantly became obedient.
No woman can take scarring lightly.
Seeing her lying there obediently, Jun Moyi chuckled, knowing where Sang Liwan's weakness was.
After that, whenever Sang Liwan made a move, he would threaten her with the scar.
But after doing it so many times, even if Sang Liwan was a fool, he noticed something was wrong.
She lay on Jun Moyi's knees and tried to look back at him, just in time to see Jun Moyi's beautifully contoured jaw.
"Your Majesty, I suspect you are threatening me."
Jun Moyi's hands kept moving, "If you don't believe me, just try it."
Sang Liwan fell silent.
Jun Moyi looked at the skin in front of him that was originally as white and tender as jade, but now it was covered with blue and purple, and blood was oozing from some places. He couldn't help but frowning more and more.
"Why is the injury so serious?"
Before in the woods, he saw Sang Liwan killing everyone and thought she was really at ease, but he didn't expect that she didn't even say a word even when she was injured.
Although Sang Liwan was lying down and couldn't see the expression on Jun Moyi's face, she could feel that Jun Moyi's mood seemed to have become a little bad in an instant.
【Why are you angry again? 】
[As expected, his mood fluctuates.]
【Why again? 】
[I didn't say a word this time, it can't be because of me, right?]
She felt extremely good about herself.
Jun Moyi thought to himself.
"Wanwan."
I don’t know how long it took, so long that Sang Liwan almost fell asleep in a daze, when she suddenly heard Jun Moyi’s voice.
"Hmm?" She responded softly, with a lazy tone in her voice.
But soon, she became stiff and motionless.
Sang Liwan felt a warm touch on her lower back; it was Jun Moyi's lips.
When he realized this, Sang Liwan almost trembled all over.
"You, what are you doing?"
Jun Moyi's lips were imprinted on a bruise on Sang Liwan's lower back, full of pity and heartache.
"Wanwan, it's my fault."
Sang Liwan's head was dizzy at the moment, as if a pot of millet porridge was stewing in it. She couldn't think straight at all and didn't understand what he meant at all.
"What?"
However, Jun Moyi did not play tricks on her this time. He slowly raised his head and used his fingertips to replace his lips, constantly stroking that small piece of skin.
"I failed to protect you. I won't do that again."
Sang Liwan felt a little itchy because of him and dodged gently.
For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was itching physically or mentally.
"Okay, okay, I got it."
But Jun Moyi wouldn't let her hide. He leaned over, put his mouth close to her ear, and blew a breath into her ear. "Why are you hiding?"
[You bastard, it's just a drug, why are you making it so ambiguous?]
"Wanwan, you'll make me think you're really looking forward to it."
Jun Moyi still remembered the stiff look on Sang Liwan's face and the speechless look on his face when he took out the ointment from his arms.
A smile flashed across his eyes.
However, after hearing his words, Sang Liwan just said with a dull face: "Jun Moyi, be careful of retribution."
However, such a threat obviously has no effect on Jun Moyi.
He snorted and laughed: "Isn't it enough that I have done things that will be punished?"
Hearing this, Sang Liwan raised her eyebrows. She turned her head to look at Jun Moyi and hummed, "It seems that the prince has a clear understanding of himself."
Jun Moyi just smiled this time and said nothing more.
Qingshui didn't know how long she had been waiting outside until she and Yanhui heard Jun Moyi calling for help, then they carefully lifted the curtain and went in.
But before she could even stand firm, she heard Jun Moyi's voice again: "Qingshui, go get some hot water."
Calling for water, calling for water!
Didn't the prince and princess just follow the emperor into an assassination attempt today? Why are they still in such good spirits?
Qingshui's mind was in a mess and she didn't dare to look up, for fear that her two masters would notice something.
She nodded and quickly lifted the curtain and went out.
However, even if she didn't look up, Jun Moyi could see all her abnormality.
He glanced at Sang Liwan strangely, "Why do you, a maid, look so strange today?"
Sang Liwan didn't know what was going on. She just thought that Qingshui had always been timid, and might have been frightened by the encounter with the assassin today.
After all, she is still a little girl.
The assassination of the emperor is no small matter, so Jun Moyi naturally cannot keep hiding and not show up.
So, after giving Sang Li medicine in the evening, he asked Qingshui to take good care of her, and he went to the emperor's tent.
After seeing Jun Moyi leave, Qingshui looked at Sang Liwan with a distressed look on her face.
This look made Sang Liwan feel a little puzzled.
"Qingshui, what's wrong with you?"
Qingshui moved her lips and was about to speak when she saw a bruise on Sang Liwan's shoulder and immediately frowned.
"Princess, the prince is too ignorant of the seriousness of the matter."
What the hell?
Sang Liwan looked puzzled. When he looked up, he saw Qingshui looking at him with a distressed expression.
Those marks on the body.
Almost in an instant, Sang Liwan understood why Qingshui had such an expression on his face.
Sang Liwan opened his mouth and said, "Qingshui, it's not what you think."
Unexpectedly, just as she finished speaking, she saw the little girl looking at her with tears in her eyes.
"Princess, does it hurt?"
Sang Liwan: ...
Very good, now you can’t wash yourself clean even if you jump into the Yellow River.
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