Your Highness, pamper me!

Mr. Song put away his sword, stepped forward to take a look, and said to the county magistrate Chen, "It's not safe here, let's take Madam back to the small courtyard first, I should be able to save her!"

"This..." County magistrate Chen looked at the crown prince, and then looked down at the blood-stained wife, and finally let out a grudge, picked up the lady and ran out the door.

Seeing the prince's body shaking, Bai Jiabao hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and asked with concern: "Your Highness, are you alright?"

"My Highness was fine at first, but I was injured because I saved you! You don't even have the kung fu of a three-legged cat, how can you have the courage to charge up to the tip of the sword?" His Highness the Crown Prince said angrily.

Bai Jiabao chuckled, "Your Highness, the servant is also concerned about it, so you will be in chaos. You have to accept this kindness!"

His Royal Highness was stabbed in the chest, and now his heart hurts a little.

Taking advantage of the darkness, the group returned to the small farmyard deep in the alley again.Mr. Song called a servant of County Magistrate Chen, wrote him a prescription, and asked him to go to the pharmacy immediately to get the medicine.

Seeing that Bai Jiabao's footsteps were a bit vain, thinking that he hadn't recovered from his illness, and he had gone through such a situation today, so he wrote another prescription to protect the fetus and nourish it for the servant.

Longzi people are conceived in the body of a man, and their body will become weaker and weaker. They need to be carefully nourished and nourished, and they are more delicate than women.Just as she was about to tell Bai Jiabao a few words, she turned around and saw him walking in with a bucket full of hot water.

"Nonsense! How can you carry such a heavy bucket of water, be careful that the fetus is unstable!"

Bai Jiabao didn't stop, but just glanced sideways at Mr. Song.

Entering the west side room, he saw that the prince was taking off the bloody coat on his upper body. He poured hot water into the basin and twisted a hot facekerchief first.

"Your Highness, will the villain scrub your wound?"

The prince glanced at Bai Jiabao, "No one else?"

Bai Jiabao clicked his tongue, "Your Highness, we are just scrubbing the wound. If you think the villain is ugly, you can close your eyes."

The prince snorted coldly, and was about to say that he would come by himself, but Bai Jiabao had already impatiently started.

"Hiss..." The prince gasped.

Bai Jiabao's hands trembled, and he apologized, "I'm sorry, my hands are heavy, please be gentle with me!"

The prince closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and endured.

"Your Highness, fortunately you are fine, the villain is really worried to death!"

The prince opened his eyes and stared at Bai Jiabao: "Is this all right?"

Bai Jiabao smiled hippie: "At least I can't die!"

"Hmph, what you're worried about is your own life!"

"The villain and Your Highness share weal and woe. We are not outsiders. But sometimes, Your Highness, you really hurt the villain's heart..." Bai Jiabao hummed aggrievedly as he spoke.

The prince looked stern, "What do you want to say?"

"The villain can't go to Yuzhou with you?"

"Why do you want to be with His Highness?" the prince asked Bai Jiabao.

Bai Jiabao lowered his head and picked his fingers, looking shy.

"I heard that there was a fragrant pavilion in Yuzhou City. The girls in the pavilion were all beautiful, especially the oiran, who played the pipa well and was proficient in everything. Some people plan to write a "Da Rong Ji Flower Book", which is about the girls who are very popular in various Qinlou and Chu houses. There is a beautiful skin and a fresh heart. The meaning of this booklet written by the villain is to provide a reference for men to visit flower houses, and to reflect the various life styles of Darong and Qingyuan. Future generations will provide evidence that can be checked.”

The prince can't be angry, the wound on his chest will be painful when he is angry.

"You don't have anything serious to do?"