Peach Blossom Song + Fanwai

Little trouble.Jun Yao sighed in her heart, turned around and went to the door.

Fang was about to push the door, when he heard the soft voice of the person behind him: You rest earlier, thank you for saving my life, I, I will repay you.

She obviously had comforted herself well, she was neither noisy nor resentful, and thanked her sincerely.Jun Yao couldn't help but glanced back, and saw that little thing in the darkness, pillowed on the porcelain pillow, her dark eyes gleaming with water, looking at her, that gaze was like a domesticated animal, clear and endearing.

Jun Yao paused, and finally pushed the door away.

she left.

It was dark again.

The king of Han didn't care about the rest, he quickly grabbed the thin quilt and pulled it up, leaving only a pair of eyes outside.She tried her best to restrain her mind, not thinking about the horror, and turned her mind to the assassination.

Those who dared to assassinate the prince were only those few people. Although the king of Han was a little simple, he was not stupid. Think about it, and he knew who they were.The soldiers in the mansion must have lost a lot. When she goes back, she needs to take good care of her family and give generously to those who survived.And sister Jun, thank her too.

I just don't know what she likes.

The king of Han didn't have many people, only money, and all she could thank was the money from the fields and houses.But when she thought of Jun Yao's cold temperament, she also felt that she probably didn't care about money.

The king of Han became very worried.A breeze suddenly picked up outside the window, blowing into the room, and the candlelight was blown tottering.

The King of Han suddenly became apprehensive, staring at the flame, fearing that it would be blown out by the wind.Fortunately, although the flame was weak, it was quite tenacious. The wind gradually subsided, and the crooked candle slowly stood up and continued to burn.

The King of Han breathed a sigh of relief.It was only at this time that she suddenly realized that the howling of wolves that were far and near outside the house had never sounded again, and even the sound of insects had stopped.

Although the room is still dark, without these sounds, it is not so scary.

For breakfast the next day, it was still plain porridge, with only a plate of marinated radish in sauce that was crunchy and delicious.Jun Yao was holding the porridge, while Han Wang was holding the spoon, and they quickly filled their stomachs.

Jun Yao still didn't talk to her, and she was about to leave after the feeding. The King of Han hurriedly took advantage of the gap and asked, "Do you know how the conditions of my servants are?"

no problem.Jun Yao replied.

The king of Han felt relieved: that's good.

According to common sense, she should report Yang Junyao to the government and send someone to meet her, but she is seriously injured and needs someone to take care of her. If she goes back and asks the doctor for medicine, she will have to show her flaws.

The king of Han didn't mention it, and Jun Yao knew why, so he didn't mention it.

The king of Han felt more and more that although sister Jun didn't like to talk, she looked cold, but she was very kind.She knew her identity, and she never asked why the King of Han was actually a daughter, nor did she want to drive her away, nor did she ask for any gift of thanks.

She lived in the mountains, her food and clothing were simple, she was probably a hermit, and if she saved her, it was probably because she had a good heart and didn't ask for anything in return.

The King of Han thought that Junyao was very nice, so he couldn't help being curious about her.

People are not born as hermits, so they live in the mountains. There must be past events and family members.Why is Sister Jun in the mountains, and why is she alone?

King Han's head was full of doubts.

Jun Yao didn't know that she had already thought so much in her little head.

She has never healed injuries for ordinary people, but after 1000 years, she has seen how injured monks healed several times in Guangping Temple.Herbal medicine should be applied to the wound, and then bandaged with cotton cloth.The morning medicine should be changed every two or three days to maintain the properties of the medicine.

In order not to make the King of Han suspicious, Jun Yao did so.

In the evening, she took herbal medicine and cotton cloth to the king's room.

The King of Han was recuperating from his wounds, bored, lying on the couch, thinking wildly, seeing Junyao coming, her dark eyes lit up, and before she could speak, she was already showing joy, obviously looking forward to her coming all the time.

Her every move is in Jun Yao's eyes, seeing her like this, she shook her head helplessly in her heart, and said: I will change medicine with Your Highness.

The King of Han nodded and said very politely: "Thank you, sister."

Jun Yao nodded slightly in return, but did not say much other than that.Knelt down in front of the couch, lifted the thin quilt, and went to untie the belt of King Han.

The king of Han only wore a middle coat, and nothing inside.The belt was untied, and the skirt was lifted, revealing her fair skin.The King of Han blushed, and murmured, not knowing what to do.

They are all women, and Sister Jun is changing dressings with her. Changing dressings is a serious matter. She should be more serious. However, for some reason, Han Wang is very shy. Not daring to look at Jun Yao, her cheeks were burning hot, as if she was about to burn.

Jun Yao was originally focused on her subordinates, but the little highness is a woman, it seems nothing to look at, and she was the one who changed the blood-stained clothes on her body, she has already seen it once, and it is very normal to look at it again of.

But when she saw King Han's shy look with downcast eyes and blushing pink cheeks, she felt her heart tighten, and she dared not move her eyes to that smooth and snow-like skin.

The room was extremely silent, and there seemed to be a faint charm.The King of Han didn't dare to raise his head, Jun Yao narrowed his eyes and only looked at the wound.

The wound was extremely deep, and as soon as the cotton cloth was removed, blood and flesh were seen.For a mortal body, the moment the arrow was hit, it must have been in severe pain. It is hard to believe that His Highness could bear it at that time, and did not utter a cry of pain.

To change to a new medicine, the old one needs to be removed, and the wound must be touched.Jun Yao reminded: Your Highness, please be patient for a while.