Sick Prince Rescue Plan

After listening to Tianyi’s retelling, Jun Yuwan couldn’t help but laughed, “These two princes and third princes are really rich in imagination. It would be a pity not to write a textbook! Otherwise, I might be able to make a fortune with this craftsmanship. ."

Xiao Jinshao heard a new word, he did not understand, and asked: "What is imagination?"

Jun Yuwan's laughter was stagnant, and she was overwhelmed, and the word popped out.······

A guilty conscience flashed through her eyes, "Nothing is to praise them for being smart, haha, smart."

Xiao Jinshao: "..." He glanced at her inexplicably, always feeling that she was fooling himself.

Jun Yuwan waved her hand to Tianyi: "Thanks for your hard work, continue to stare at them."

Tianyi arched his hands and said: "Subordinates have their own business."

After speaking, he turned and jumped out of the window.

Xiao Jinshao couldn't lie down, and thought of getting up again, Jun Yuwan pressed his shoulder, "Hey, don't get up, how is the injury on your hand? Let me see."

Hearing her question, Xiao Jinshao stretched out his right hand, which was wrapped round and round.

Standing in front of the ruins of Wang's house that day, he was agitated for a while, but he didn't pay attention.

But facing Jun Yuqiong, he didn't want to worry the other party, so he smiled and pretended to be fine, "It doesn't hurt anymore, the medicine you have made works well."

Jun Yuwan raised her eyebrows: "Really?"

She stretched out her hand to untie the gauze in Xiao Jinshao's hand, revealing a darker palm, and frowned: "I knew that the dagger would not be given to you."

Seeing her a little upset, Xiao Jinshao whispered: "I didn't pay attention to anything about the dagger at the time. By the way, this dagger is so sharp, does it have a name?"

"Name?" Jun Yuwan was asked for a while, "What name?"

"Most of the magic weapons in the world have their own names, and your dagger should also have a name."

Jun Yuwan got up and took out the ointment from the small box on the side. While carefully applying the ointment to Xiao Jinshao's hand, she thought, "But I don't know how to name it. Why would you think of one for me?"

Xiao Jinshao saw a strand of broken hair hanging down from her, covering half of her face, and subconsciously used her left hand to pin her behind her ears.

Jun Yuwan's hand movement paused, and she raised her eyes to look at him, but Xiao Jinshao had already lowered his eyes to think about things.

As if nothing was wrong, Jun Yuwan didn't say anything, and gently rubbed the ointment away with her hand, and then blew it. After it was absorbed, she wrapped him again with new gauze.

When she tied a beautiful bow, Xiao Jin Shao suddenly said: "It's better to call Duanjin."

Jun Yuwan was startled, "Broken gold..."

She read it twice and thought it was really good, "Okay, it's called Duanjin."

Capital, Lanyue Pavilion.

Gu Qing got rid of the guy who had been entangled, and turned upstairs. In the private room, the masked man was waiting for her.

She paused, closed the door, and stepped forward respectfully, "My lord."

The man turned around and said, "This seat brings someone back and asks her to be listed in Lanyue Pavilion. One month later, the first night will be auctioned."

Gu Qing was startled, and met the man's indifferent eyes, "My lord, is it because Gu Qing is not doing well?"

The man shook his head: "No, it's just that it's not convenient for you to be an oiran. Wouldn't it be better to have someone help you share your worries?"

Gu Qing didn't know what he was making, but it wasn't because he was useless.