Gold Medal Hunter: The Emperor's Favorite Fox Concubine

At night, a female scream suddenly came from the east wing of the backyard of Jieyu Building.

"Miss." Zuozuo looked at Rong Hua, who was lying on the bed, gasping for breath and sweating on her face. When she couldn't help screaming, she couldn't help crying.

"Continue." The sweat dripped from her forehead onto the bed, and his voice hoarsely opened.

Zuo Zuo trembled his hands, but he could no longer take action. She didn't know how painful it was, but just looking at the skin on his back melted, it felt that it was not something that ordinary people could tolerate.

Rong Hua even put the medicine powder given by Leng Yue on the table at first, and didn't care. However, when Rong Hua entered the palace, Zuo Zuo thought he should be happy. After Rong Hua came back, he was in a daze and then,

At night, she said she wanted to remove the scars on her body.

Zuo Zuo didn't know what to do, but he was finally happy. He always felt that the scar was the fault of her lady. Now, her lady is finally willing to remove it.

However, Zuozuo didn't know what method he used.

Rong Hua said nothing, but he took the medicine powder, put it on the spoon, added water, and put it on the candle and burned it. After a while, the medicine powder completely melted, and the white turned into turbidity.

Bai Ronghua handed the spoon in his hand to Zuozuo and asked her to pour the water on her scar.

Zuozuo agreed, but he was still happy with Rong Hua's decision.

Rong Hua took off his outer shirt, and the scar that extended from his shoulder to his back appeared in front of Zuo Zuo in an extremely ugly way. Whenever Zuo Zuo saw this scar, he remembered the dying appearance of Rong Hua when he was injured.

If it weren't for Mr. Leng Yue, then the lady wouldn't have survived that time? As long as Zuo Zuo looked at the scar, he couldn't help but guess.

"Miss, will this hurt if you pour it on?" Zuo Zuo asked.

"No." Rong Hua lay on the bed, answering clearly.

Zuo Zuo was relieved and poured the potion onto the scar.

Almost immediately, Rong Hua's hand tightly grabbed the bed, and the ugly bar on his back seemed to be corroded, with bright red flesh. Zuo Zuo could hardly bear it anymore, but that one was lying on his back

But the woman didn't even snorted.

"Continue." After a little slowed down, Rong Hua spoke.

The already hoarse voice and the sweat beads on her face could clearly see how painful she was at this time. How tolerated she was at this time.

Zuo Zuo trembled his hands and poured the potion on again. This time, Rong Hua couldn't stop and suddenly screamed. Zuo Zuo heard the painful sound, his hands trembled, and the potion poured out some

.

"Miss." The potion in her hand was already on the table, and she knelt down and saw that she realized how she endured it.

The cheeks were covered with beads of sweat, and the lower lip had bitten the skin and blood was found.

Zuozuo took out his handkerchief, his hands trembled and carefully wiped the sweat beads on Rong Hua's forehead.

"Miss, do you feel very painful?" Zuozuo wiped it, but started crying as he said. He felt so distressed for Ronghua.

"I'm fine." She still spoke stubbornly, but the voice was so squinting that it was too squinting to hear.

Rong Hua's voice should have become like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley and a small spring flowing water.

It’s all like this, how can you still stubbornly say that it’s okay? Who are you going to deceive such a lie?