Dan'er supported Mo Qinghuan back to the room. "Miss, let this servant go and fetch a doctor," Shuang'er said with a mournful face.
Seeing the two maids full of worry, Mo Qinghuan smiled. "I've already said there's no need. Don't look at me as if I've suffered a serious injury."
"But Miss, the wound is on your back. How can you treat it?"
Mo Qinghuan reached out and rubbed their heads. "Alright, I'm fine. It's just a minor injury."
She reached into her cuff and took out a bottle of medicinal powder from her space.
"Just sprinkle it on for me."
She deliberately disinfected the scissors before giving them to Lady Lan.
However, she didn't expect Lady Lan to be so stupid. But now that Lady Lan was charged with attempting to assassinate the princess, she could righteously teach Lady Lan a good lesson on behalf of the original owner.
Previously, for the reputation of the General's Mansion, she chose to endure in silence.
But now that Lady Lan's misdeeds had been exposed, she no longer had to worry so much.
Just thinking about it, she could feel a sense of pleasure.
However, this pleasure should belong to the remaining consciousness of the original owner.
...
Hearing this, Dan'er took the medicine bottle and reached out to untie the clothes on Mo Qinghuan's shoulders. But unexpectedly, just as her clothes were half - removed, revealing the bright red bellyband on her chest, the door was kicked open with a bang.
Everyone was startled. Mo Qinghuan instinctively covered her chest with both hands, while Dan'er and Shuang'er quickly blocked in front of her.
But just as they saw who it was, they were pushed aside.
Only then did Mo Qinghuan see clearly that the person was Mu Yanming.
She thought to herself who was so bold as to kick open her door. Didn't they want to live? Didn't they know that she, Mo Qinghuan, was not to be trifled with!
Mu Yanming stood in front of Mo Qinghuan, staring at her intently with a face as black as ink.
"Are you stupid?"
Mo Qinghuan felt that sitting was not imposing enough, so she stood up and looked directly into Mu Yanming's eyes. But unexpectedly...
As soon as she stood up, her clothes loosened, and the scenery on her chest was almost exposed.
Mu Yanming's Adam's apple twitched. Calm and desire intertwined in his heart. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and reached out to turn Mo Qinghuan around.
"Give me the medicine."
Dan'er handed the medicine to Mu Yanming and very cooperatively closed the door.
Mu Yanming sighed. His voice was hoarse as he asked, "Mo Qinghuan, do you really have to hurt yourself to deal with a woman who has brought shame to your father... to your father - in - law?"
Mo Qinghuan looked back at him. "What do you mean? Do you think I can just kill people at will?" After saying that, she realized that she was half - dressed and quickly turned around.
Mu Yanming snorted. "She has tried to harm you several times before, and now she has even confused General Mo's bloodline. That's enough to convict her. You're really stupid!"
After being told this by Mu Yanming, she suddenly felt that her method today was really not a good one. She prided herself on being smart, but today she really did a stupid thing. But since she had already done it, she couldn't really admit that she was stupid.
She let out an angry grunt. "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"
Mo Qinghuan didn't say a word. Mu Yanming thought he had been too heavy - handed and quickly lightened his movements.
While Mu Yanming was applying the medicine to her, Mo Qinghuan took out gauze and medical tape from her space and handed them to Mu Yanming.
"Just put the gauze on the wound and stick it with the medical tape."
Mu Yanming watched as Mo Qinghuan took out things he had never seen or heard of before, just like a magic show. His heart was full of doubts.
But even so, he never doubted where Mo Qinghuan got these things from, nor did he even ask who taught her medical skills.
Because when they first got married, Mo Qinghuan had said that if there was no basic trust between them, how could they continue to be together?
He was distracted. His fingers brushed across the smooth and fair skin on Mo Qinghuan's back.
Mo Qinghuan's body trembled slightly. Mu Yanming noticed her movement and quickly bandaged the wound for her. Then he took off his cloak and put it on her.
Mo Qinghuan turned her head and looked up at Mu Yanming. Only then did Mu Yanming notice that her face was as red as blood...
The corners of his lips curled up slightly. He suddenly thought of a word, "blushing like a peach blossom".
This word was most appropriate to describe Mo Qinghuan at this moment.
And Mo Qinghuan, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, fled towards the inner room like a frightened rabbit.
"Your Highness, please sit down for a while. I'll go and change my clothes."
Mu Yanming watched her run away like a little rabbit and helplessly shook his head.
Besides feeling helpless, he was also surprised at how nervous he was about her.
When he received the news, he was discussing with his teacher, Situ Ji, about how to deal with the Left Prime Minister next.
The spy he sent out came back to report that a strange fragrance always came from the Left Prime Minister's mansion at night.
But when he heard that a guard from the General's Mansion came to report that she was injured, he almost immediately stood up. Without even having time to tell his teacher to wait a while, he rode his horse towards the General's Mansion.
But now it seemed that Mo Qinghuan was a bit naive. She still naively thought that everything he did for her was because of the secret room in the General's Mansion.
Mo Qinghuan walked out of the room after changing her clothes. Her steps were light as she walked towards Mu Yanming step by step.
Among the numerous types of ancient clothes, she liked to wear short gowns with narrow sleeves the most because they were more convenient for doing things. But since she married into the Regent's Mansion, because of her noble status, she was often nagged by Dan'er. So now she usually liked to wear a front - buttoned gown over the narrow - sleeved long gown.
Mu Yanming saw Mo Qinghuan in a bright red long gown, which made her skin look as white as snow. The image of the bright red bellyband and the scenery on her chest just now involuntarily flashed through his mind.
Seeing him staring blankly at her, Mo Qinghuan smiled. "Your Highness, I'm already fine. You can go back."
Hearing that she was driving him away as soon as she came out, Mu Yanming gently raised his handsome eyebrows and directly sat down on the stool.
"What does Your Highness mean by this?"
Mu Yanming poured himself a cup of tea. After taking a sip, his face changed slightly. "Since you said so, this king won't leave."
Mo Qinghuan laughed. "Your Highness has forgotten our plan..." She also sat down at the table and imitated Mu Yanming to pour a cup of tea. Only then did she find that the tea in the cup had already gone cold.
"This king has something to tell you." He leaned closer. Mo Qinghuan also leaned her ear over. "There's news about the origin of the disease you mentioned last time. This king will arrange people to investigate tonight. There should be results tomorrow."
Hearing this, Mo Qinghuan turned to look at him. But just as she suddenly turned her head, Mu Yanming's slightly cool lips brushed past her ear.
The two of them froze on the spot. The words Mo Qinghuan wanted to ask were instantly forgotten.
However, the truth was finally about to come to light.