Xia Houlie looked at her ostrich-like behavior with great interest, asked Eunuch Li to put the food box on the table, and motioned for him to go down. After the palace door closed again, he said: "Come out, Eunuch Li has already left.

Already."

Mu Qingwan first opened one eye and looked down. After confirming that there was no one under the jade steps, she moved her face out. When she saw his naked chest right in front of her, her heart skipped a beat.

He quickly looked away, and in order to cover up his panic, he quickly changed the topic:

"Why don't you apply any medicine to your wound? Do you want to die from the pain?"

"Do you need to apply medicine for such a small injury?" Xia Houzie curled his lips disapprovingly, reached out to open the food box, and took out the food inside.

"What kind of minor injury? You haven't applied any medicine since it's been like this? What if the wound festers? Don't think that you don't care about minor injuries and avoid medical treatment. Sometimes minor problems can worsen into big ones." Mu Qingwan began to talk earnestly.

The preaching was purely out of a doctor's instinct, "But luckily you met a miracle doctor like me. Come on, I'll give you some medicine, I promise you'll be fine tomorrow."

As he spoke, he took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his sleeve, opened the lid, drew some green paste from the inside with his fingers, applied it carefully on his wound, and warned carefully:

"Remember not to touch the water. Take this medicine with you in case you need it."

Xia Houlie listened to her nagging and watched her carefully treating his wounds, with the corners of his lips slightly raised unconsciously.

In this life, except for the little figure in his memory, no one has ever cared about him so much.

At this moment, Mu Qingwan's serious little face suddenly overlapped with the little face deep in his memory.

That year, he was held hostage in Western Chu. As the prince's companion, he was praised by the Taifu for a poem. The Prince of Western Chu was not convinced and summoned several princes and nobles to deliberately lure him to a place.

In front of the abandoned palace, he was pushed to the ground and beaten to death.

He was only ten years old at the time, and was beaten by a group of children much older than him. You can imagine how brutal it was, but he did not beg for mercy. He thought his life was about to end like this, and was sent to an enemy country by his father.

As a pledge, he never thought about being able to go back alive.

But just when he was desperate, a small figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He remembered clearly that she was wearing a white dress and was as beautiful as an elf. He looked at her dreamily and almost forgot.

I am being beaten.

The group of children later ran away under her intimidation. She knelt down, took out the handkerchief and carefully wiped his face. Seeing that he was grinning in pain but still stubbornly refused to cry out in pain, she asked him what his name was.

, he remained silent, and when asked where he lived, he still lowered his head and remained silent.

At the end of the question, seeing that he still looked stubborn, she sighed like a little adult, took out a finely crafted snow-white jade rabbit from her arms, opened his fingers, and placed it in his hand.

"Here, this 'Explanation Rabbit' is given to you. If you have anything unhappy or don't want to say to others in the future, you can tell it. If you tell it, you won't feel sad. It's very useful."

"What's your name?" Finally, the inferiority complex in his heart was overcome by desire. He no longer wanted to be silent and asked the question he wanted to know most.

He stared at her smile with fascination, as if he had met the only warm sunshine in his life.
Chapter completed!