Princess, come home quickly, the God of War Prince is going to be jealous to death!

"Anyway, there will be scars on this wrist after it heals. What difference does it make if you try or not." Looking at the two people arguing, Wen Zhiyue looked at the wrist wrapped into a rice dumpling and replied calmly.

"Sir, let's get started." Bai Yujin glanced at Ye Nanxuan with a victorious attitude, and he opened Wen Zhiyue's wrist bandage, "This last layer will be a little painful, Princess, please bear with it."

Before Bai Yujin could take action, a big hand was placed on Wen Zhiyue's wrist that had not yet removed the bandage, "Why don't you make the bandage moister?"

"Your Majesty, what you said makes sense." Bai Yujin stood up reluctantly and smiled.

Seeing Bai Yujin touch the white porcelain bottle, Ye Nanxuan stared at his back with cold eyes, "Why don't you use your special disinfectant."

Bai Yujin turned around with a killing look, "Your Majesty knows so much." He reluctantly took down the green porcelain bottle from the shelf.

Wen Zhiyue looked at the two people competing secretly, and smiled slightly at the corner of her mouth, but felt a little sad in her heart. She looked at Ye Nanxuan with a hint of distress in her eyes, "Ye Nanxuan did the same thing in the previous life in order to save herself from pain. I get along with Bai Yujin, but I am sarcastic to him and ruthless to the point of freezing."

Watching Bai Yujin take the green porcelain bottle and come over, Ye Nanxuan looked at Wen Zhiyue and looked at each other. He saw compassion in her eyes again.

"Princess, Ye Nanxuan is really special to you. He was injured himself, but he never asked for such good treatment." Bai Yujin walked to the original position and sat down.

Wen Zhiyue's face was slightly rosy, and she nodded slightly to Bai Yujin. He glanced at Wen Zhiyue and laughed softly.

The laughter stopped, but the smile was still on his face. He applied the potion on Wen Zhiyue's wrist, and felt a cool feeling on the wrist.

"How do you feel, princess?" Bai Yujin used tweezers to gently pick off the bandage.

"Refreshing and comfortable. This potion must have consumed a lot of energy on the part of my husband to achieve this effect."

"It took a lot of time." Bai Yujin removed the gold thread for Wen Zhiyue. He raised his head slightly, glanced at Wen Zhiyue, and added, "It also cost hundreds of experimental subjects their lives."

When Wen Zhiyue was full of doubts, "Ah." A painful cry sounded.

"Okay, the golden thread has been pulled out." Bai Yujin raised her eyes slightly and looked at Wen Zhiyue, "There are no other experimental subjects, and the princess is the first one."

As he said that, he began to check the wound on his wrist. "The wound is recovering very well." He disinfected the wrist again. "When the stitches were removed just now, the wound bleeds a little. It will heal in two days."

"Sir's superb medical skills will be remembered by Zhiyue in her heart."

Looking at Wen Zhiyue who was nodding in salute, Bai Yujin stared at Ye Nanxuan, "As I said before, I only treat Ye Nanxuan's mother and wife."

He raised his eyebrows again, "Princess, please just thank Nan Xuan and call me Bai Yu. Am I that old?" After that, he walked towards the secret room.

Wen Zhiyue looked at Bai Yujin walking away, and couldn't help complaining in her heart, "We are really good brothers. I help you unknowingly, and I just want to be a matchmaker."

"Don't worry, he is a rebellious person." Ye Nanxuan walked to Wen Zhiyue. The two looked at each other and smiled. Ye Nanxuan took Wen Zhiyue's other wrist and walked towards the stone chamber outside the secret room.

In the stone room, Wen Zhiyue looked at the various herbs on the flower stand, with green leaves and brightly colored flowers.

She walked to a flower stand full of bell flowers and stopped. She stretched out her hands and touched the flower lightly. The inner pistil of the flower fell on Wen Zhiyue's injured wrist. She was about to use her other hand to touch the flower. After taking away the stamen, the stamen got into Wen Zhiyue's skin and disappeared.

Ye Nanxuan and Wen Zhiyue looked at each other, "Bai Yujin, come and see the demon flower you planted."

"What are you shouting for? This place is full of fairy grass. It's not appropriate to make noise. If you scare away the fairy grass, I'll plant you on this flower stand." Bai Yujin arranged the flower vines while walking towards Wen Zhiyue.

I saw the stamens of the bell flower falling down one after another, and finally landed on Wen Zhiyue's injured wrist, and gradually disappeared.

Bai Yujin looked at the Junlan grass without its stamens, feeling heartbroken, "What have you two done? My Junying has lost his heart, how can he still live?"

After saying that, he looked at Wen Zhiyue's wrist, quickly took out a dagger from his sleeve, and before Wen Zhiyue and Ye Nanxuan reacted, he cut Wen Zhiyue's wrist that had just applied the ointment. The blood slowly flowed from the flower to the root. After a while, the flowers all fell and withered, and the green leaves turned yellow and turned into soil.

"Bai Yujin, it's just a pot of flowers, how could you..." Ye Nanxuan looked at Bai Yujin angrily.

"Every time I meet you, nothing good happens. A good potted flower finds its host just like this." Bai Yujin changed her usual smile and looked a little pitiful.

"Nanxuan, look, my wrist..." Wen Zhiyue looked at her slowly recovering wrist in surprise, then looked up at Ye Nanxuan.

"Yujin, look, Yue'er's wrist scar has disappeared." Ye Nanxuan greeted Bai Yujin.

Bai Yujin looked at Wen Zhiyue's scarred wrist, which now turned white and lustrous. He blurred his eyes and gently shook the jade fan in his hand, "The princess is of noble character and is destined to Jun Ying."

He sighed deeply, "Hey."

Looking at Bai Yujin who was a little sad, Wen Zhiyue felt a little guilty, "Bai Yu, I really didn't expect that you would lose a fairy grass. I don't have anything to repay, otherwise..."

"Forget it, just think of this herb as my wedding gift to the princess and the prince." Bai Yujin sorted out her sad emotions and walked towards the stone room.

Wen Zhiyue and Ye Nanxuan looked at each other, their faces slightly red, and they were so embarrassed that they wanted to escape from here quickly.

"Yue'er promised me that after she recovers from her injury, she will return to Kyoto with me and marry me in person." Ye Nanxuan grabbed Wen Zhiyue who was about to escape. On his stern face, a pair of falcon eyes stared at Wen Zhiyue. .

The rapid beating of her heart caused Wen Zhiyue's blood to swell, and her reddish face turned red. She cursed secretly in her heart, "Bai Yujin, a sinister man, is just a fairy grass. As for cheating her like this. Wait." Wait, isn't the gift of marriage to help him solve the problem of marriage? How can it become a marriage in front of a saint? "

"Yue'er wants to break the contract." Ye Nanxuan interrupted Wen Zhiyue's contemplation, and she quickly calmed down, "The agreement between the prince and I was to solve the problem of the marriage granted by the prince. How come it has become a holy gift between you and me?" marriage."

"Whether it is to solve the problem of marriage, or to ask for marriage from the saint, it is just a matter between you and me, so there is no difference."

"I don't want to argue with the prince here. Zhiyue will remember the prince's many life-saving graces in her heart. If the prince is in trouble, Zhiyue will sacrifice her life to save him." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the stone room.

Ye Nanxuan looked at Wen Zhiyue's leaving figure with a smile of success on her lips.

Outside the hospital, Bai Yujin faced the endless medicinal fields, blowing a jade flute.

"The music is beautiful and melodious, but I don't know who this little bit of sadness is for?" Wen Zhiyue looked at Bai Yujin's somewhat desolate back.

“Everyone has his own story, and the person he’s waiting for never lived past 20 years in his story.”

"Is the person in his story Ye Zhao?" Wen Zhiyue looked at Ye Nanxuan doubtfully.

"That's right." Hearing Ye Nanxuan's affirmative answer, Wen Zhiyue felt more sorry for Bai Yujin. She listened to the compassionate tune and thought about the previous life when Ye Zhao sent herself to the moon on Ye Nanxuan's order. When Huan met Yu Wenjing, Ye Zhao must have also encountered something unexpected when he was imprisoned.

The three of them had their own thoughts, and in Bai Yujin's compassionate and beautiful tune, they looked at the thousands of acres of medicinal fields quietly and peacefully until the sun set, and then the three of them rode the white crane and flew all the way towards Yunji Pavilion.