A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

As soon as Prince Wang stood up, there was another light cry, which was even louder than before, so much so that Wen Meijiu, who was walking in front, heard it and couldn't help but look sideways.

How can he go out and meet people when he looks so weak?

Wen Meijiu turned around and stood still, watching him quietly as he held onto a corner of the couch and stood up with great difficulty.

Zhi Zheng took the wet handkerchief, stood on tiptoe and placed it on Prince Wang’s forehead, and asked cautiously.

"Sir, will this be better?"

Prince Wang did not seem to appreciate the concern for stopping the dispute. He suddenly pulled off the handkerchief, tightly grasped it in his hand, and gritted his teeth and said:

"useless."

Zhi Zheng opened his mouth slightly and didn't say anything for a long time. Why is the young master so angry?

Wen Meijiu couldn't stand it anymore. Although Zhi Zheng was just a follower, he was still loyal to him. Why did he have such an attitude?

Wasn't it because she hit him with her shoes?

Even after he kicked her out, she was able to stand up bravely and continue walking. Why is he being so pretentious here and not even choosing the right time?

Wen Meijiu walked back a few steps, stood in front of Prince Wang, snatched the handkerchief from his hand, rinsed it under the warm teapot water, and spread it on his palm, and said to Prince Wang in a neither humble nor arrogant manner:

“A headache is not a big deal. Covering it with a hot handkerchief will improve blood circulation.

Ordinary people feel uncomfortable when they wake up from a nap, let alone you who have just been poisoned, so it is normal to feel uncomfortable in the head.

Unlike me, when I lost skin at the corner of my mouth, it would become ulcerated if I covered it with a wet towel."

There was a hint of resentment in Wen Meijiu's words, although she tried to be restrained when speaking.

It's no wonder that Wen Meijiu's words really worked. Prince Wang tilted his eyes slightly to look at the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, the right corner of her mouth was bright red, with broken skin still hanging on it, very eye-catching.

His expression eased a little, he stood there without moving, without refutation, quietly looking at the corner of Wen Meijiu's lips.

There was a touch of bright red on her pink lips, like a newly blossoming flower, elegant yet deadly, and he was a little dazed.

Seeing that he didn't move, Wen Meijiu felt that by contrast, he might have realized something, and felt better and stopped caring about it.

"Lower your head."

Her breath was as soft as orchid, and he was startled and woke up. He subconsciously lowered his head and leaned forward to face her.

Wen Meijiu was startled, and then he saw clearly that there was a big bump where his hair bun met his forehead, and it was red and swollen.

Touching her chin unconsciously, Wen Meijiu thought, could this be caused by the impact of her shoe just now?

Not that hard, right?

Wen Meijiu was in a state of uncertainty, so he raised his handkerchief and covered the big bump on his forehead, hoping it would help him.

"I'll help you."

I don’t know if it was because of the guilt in his heart, but Wen Meijiu actually reached out and wanted to hold Prince Wang’s arm. Zhi Zheng quickly moved to the side.

"No, I'm not that pretentious."

Walking away from Wen Meijiu's hand, Prince Wang walked out. Before his foot touched the ground, the corners of his mouth twitched again and beads of sweat oozed out of his nose.

"what happened?"

Wen Meijiu hurried forward to help the man, but he was pushed away by him.

He didn't look at anyone, his back was tense, he didn't retract his hand that was pushing the warm wine back, and his breath was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Stop fighting, come and help me."