When Xiao Jiaojiao got married, the crippled king stood up and pampered her.

Win the palace.

Inside the Dragon Sleeping Hall.

Di Yi came back with Yun Jinghuang in his arms and placed her on the bed.

"Stop pretending and change your clothes."

Yun Jinghuang then opened her eyes and stared at Di Yi pitifully:

"Ayi...Huang'er is really in pain...my whole body hurts..."

"Look here, I'm burned..."

"It's so hot here..."

"My hands...I can't move my hands anymore, wuwu..."

Di Yi's eyes fell on her hands.

The woman's supposedly petite hands were swollen like pig's trotters, green and purple.

The nail on the ring finger was also broken and dripping with blood.

Di Yi narrowed his eyes: "Who was hurt?"

Yun Jinghuang had already thought of her words: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Last night I heard that Master Yisheng was slandered, and that Master Fu Jiu, who was working with her, was killed.

I was so anxious that I snatched someone's horse out of the palace, but was kicked off by the horse and stepped on... and even fell into the grass..."

She indeed robbed Huaigang's horse last night and then disappeared.

Emperor Yi didn't ask any more questions for the time being, he just ordered:

"Cang Fa, ask the maid to come over."

Cang Fa, who was waiting outside the door, rolled his eyes and said quickly:

"Back to the king, Yan'er has a bad stomach today and can't come...it's hard for the king to worry..."

After finishing speaking, he closed the door and left quickly.

Di Yi's eyelids twitched slightly.

Lying on the bed, Yun Jinghuang silently added a drumstick to Cang Fa, but frowned on the surface:

"Ayi...Huang'er hurts...Huang'er wants to change clothes...apply medicine..."

Di Yi's eyebrows were beating and he waved his hand casually.

The wardrobe door on the side opened, and a set of clothes flew in front of Yun Jinghuang.

"Change it yourself."

"Well... I need help from A Yi... Huang'er's hand hurts..."

Yun Jinghuang wanted to act coquettishly, but Di Yi's noble voice came out:

"When I dodged the brocade bullet just now, I was very strong."

Yun Jinghuang:...

Well, he saw it...

"That person was injured more seriously after being hit by the broken bullet... and he was frightened by so many needles..."

Di Yi sat in a wheelchair and still had no intention of helping her.

He always maintained a sense of proportion in such matters.

Yun Jinghuang could only hang his head in despair, "Well... ok... Huang'er will do it by herself... Huang'er's father doesn't love his mother... his husband doesn't love him... he must learn to be strong..."

As she spoke, she sat up and reached out to untie her belt.

But the clothes were very cumbersome, with three layers inside and three outside. Her right hand was still swollen and painful.

When Yun Jinghuang's right hand "accidentally" rubbed against her, she instantly gasped in pain:

"Hiss...well...it hurts...it hurts...

No... Huang'er doesn't feel hurt... Huang'er has no one to love... Huang'er will definitely be able to do it..."

She just gritted her teeth and held on, struggling to untie her clothes.

Di Yi's usually calm eyebrows frowned slightly.

But his restraint is amazing.

After a while, Yun Jinghuang finally took off all his clothes and was completely naked.

Di Yi closed his eyes, blocking out all images.

Yun Jinghuang glanced at his body and did a simple inspection.

Last night, he was overthrown by Fu Chengqi, and a large piece of skin was scratched on his elbow.

The broken brocade bullets thrown by Fu Yunran today burned many places on his clothes and left many red scars on his body.

Yun Jinghuang's eyes were red with pain.

Even if she lost a hair in her previous life, Di Yi would order people to prepare supplements for her.

But in this life, he just sat so far away...

Yun Jinghuang held the ointment and her voice started to become really hoarse and wet:

"Well...it hurts...it hurts..."

"Ayi...can you please help me...Huang'er really hurts..."

"Hiss... my hand hurts so much, I can't hold the ointment firmly... it's about to burst..."

She made difficult sounds from time to time, with a sob in her voice.

In the end, the medicine in his hand was really unsteady, and he fell off the bed with a "clack" and fell next to Di Yi's wheelchair.

Yun Jinghuang's eyes turned even redder, "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... Huang'er is so useless.

Di Yi's long, calm brows wrinkled tighter and tighter.

Finally, I had to order:

"Lie down."

Yun Jinghuang's eyebrows suddenly frowned, what did A Yi say? Lie down?

"What? Do you want to do it yourself?"

Before Di Yi opened his eyes, his stern face was like that of an ascetic Buddhist, noble and cold.

Only then did Yun Jinghuang react. Little stars suddenly appeared in his eyes. He quickly lay down and lay down obediently.

Di Yi waved his hand.

The soft quilt covered her body, covering her collarbone down.

Di Yi then opened his eyes and bent down to pick up the ointment at his feet.

He moved the wheelchair to the bedside.

"Hand out."

"Well..." Yun Jinghuang obediently stretched out her little hand.

The little hand was swollen, the nails were broken and dripping with blood.

Di Yi was a martial arts practitioner, and injuries were common.

But looking at the woman's injuries at this moment, her brows furrowed.

He picked up the medicine bottle and sprinkled the powder on his little hand.

"hiss……"

Yun Jinghuang gasped in pain again, and her whole body tensed:

"Ayi...it hurts..."

Di Yi frowned and had to be gentle.

But after all, he is a Martial Emperor. He has never served anyone before, and his movements are not very light.

After the injuries on his arms and fingers were treated, Yun Jinghuang was so painful that he was covered in sweat and his face was pale.

Yun Jinghuang saw that he had withdrawn his hand and quickly reminded:

"Ayi... there are still injuries on... his body..."

Di Yi lowered his eyes and saw the hot red mark on her neck.

Further down, there are.

He had to take a stick of ointment, dip his fingers in it, and apply it on her neck.

Continuing downward, shoulders, collarbones...

Further down...

Yun Jinghuang felt Di Yi's big hand pause, she pursed her lips and said in pain:

"Ayi, my ribs hurt so much...did they break too...

Is there a hole in the skin? It hurts so much..."

Her pitiful appearance, coupled with the previous bandage, made her face really pale as paper.

If you really fell off your horse, you might break your ribs.

After a slight hesitation, Di Yi had to put his hands into the quilt, avoiding some indescribable places, and check her ribs.

Yun Jinghuang clearly felt his hand falling on her skin.

The hands were large and somewhat icy. They had been practicing martial arts for many years and were rough like a man.

But she didn't dislike it at all, she just felt that her heartbeat missed half a beat.

Ayi...Ayi finally touched her! This is skin-to-skin contact!

After Di Yi examined her, his expression was cold and he said, "The ribs are fine."

Yun Jinghuang said: "It hurts on the side...it seems to be the skin...maybe the skin has been burned..."

"Here?" Di Yi moved his hand.

Yun Jinghuang shook his head: "No...a little to the left..."

Di Yi: "Here?"

Yun Jinghuang frowned: "No... I have to go down a little bit..."

Di Yi had no choice but to move his hand: "Here?"

"No..." Yun Jinghuang still shook his head.

She just lay there, shaking her head all the time, feeling confused and in pain, and couldn't tell where the pain was.

After Di Yi's hands wandered among the quilt,

Finally, with a serious look on his face, he ordered her:

"Close your eyes."

Yun Jinghuang frowned and closed his eyes? Does Ayi want her to close her eyes?

Before she could react, the quilt was swung upwards, covering her face heavily.

And her body was displayed without reservation...