The First-Class Medical Princess

All of a sudden, a cool breeze blew into the room through the gap in the window, as if it wanted to wash away the air that was sticking together but contradicting each other between the two of them. All the indifferent black eyes, during this period, are resentment or anger, anticipation or determination, sharpness or passion, all intermingled for a while, making it hard to see clearly.

At this time, Yuzhu and Fuling's eager voices sounded outside the door, "Miss, what happened?"

Su Yunchu's eyes looking at Murong Yuan finally moved away, but he said to the door, "It's nothing, you guys go to sleep."

"But..." But she obviously heard other voices, and there seemed to be something wrong with the young lady's voice.

But Yuzhu gave Fuling a compliment, shook her head, and signaled her not to cause other disturbances.

Although Fu Ling was anxious, she could only nod her head.

The voices of Yuzhu and Fuling interrupted their eyesight. Su Yunchu looked at his wrist, "What is the lord doing?"

Murong Yuan looked at Su Yunchu's wrist that was held by him. The white jade-like lotus root arm was already slightly red. He seemed to be holding back something. The movement of holding Su Yunchu's wrist seemed to hesitate for a long time, and it seemed He tried to let go but never let go.

Su Yunchu looked at all this with cold eyes, and shook off Murong Yuan's hand seriously, "My lord, men and women can't be kissed, and a lord shouldn't come into my room in the middle of the night. Please go back, lord."

Murong Yuan looked at his right hand that was thrown away by Su Yunchu, and then listened to Su Yunchu's cold words, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Okay, since you want to get in the carriage of Zhiwangfu, this king will help you a ride!"

After all, before Su Yunchu could speak again, Murong Yuan's figure had already disappeared into the room.

With the sound of stones being thrown to the ground, Ying Li appeared in front of Su Yunchu's window, "Miss, my subordinate..."

Su Yunchu's voice contained some rare dejection, "It's nothing, you go down, you are not his opponent."

Murong Yuan's sudden arrival made Su Yunchu feel an unknown emotion somewhere in his heart for the first time, and his sudden departure also caused an inexplicable emotion to rise in Su Yunchu's heart. Su Yunchu felt that those icy blue eyes were so strange, and she seemed to be able to understand some things. She clearly saw the bulging veins on the back of his hand, clearly saw the movement of his pause, and clearly saw the gap between his cold eyes. He also clearly saw that his forbearance finally turned into ice-coldness, leaving only an emotionless "I will help you for a ride" and he left this place.

She was still sitting on the bed, and her right hand was unconsciously massaging the wrist that was held by Murong Yuan before, and there was still a slight pain, but the pain was not caused by the wrist being clenched, but towards the fingertips of both hands Stretching, all gathered at the fingertips, it hurt like a heartache, even the right hand that was not held was also hurt, but she felt that her heart was empty and there was no pain.

When she was in a daze, Yuzhu and Fuling came in, and Yuzhu sat in front of Su Yunchu's bed with some worry, "Miss, are you okay?"

Su Yunchu shook his head, "It's okay."

Fu Ling picked up Su Yunchu's left hand, rubbing the red mark on it lightly, "It's all red, why is it all right, it's all our fault, I slept too deeply, I don't know..."

Su Yunchu interrupted her, "Okay, okay, it's okay, you all go to rest."

Fu Ling wanted to say something more, but Yu Zhu held her back, "The young lady should rest early, the maidservant is going down first."