Feng Zao was holding a medicine bowl in his hand.

He personally ate this medicine for more than an hour.

If it falls, it has to be boiled again, but now it's time for Qiaoer to take medicine.

The doctor said that today's medicine is the most important thing and should not be sprinkled.

So, when Chu Qingge cut down that knife, Feng Zao hesitated a little and didn't know whether to avoid it.

If you avoid it, the medicine in the bowl may spill out.

Just a hesitant and Qingge's short knife had reached the top of his head.

That knife was about to hit Feng Zao, and Chu Qingge suddenly took it back.

With a brush, the knife returned to its original appearance and was hung back to her waist.

"What are you doing here?" she asked coldly.

Feng had been so rude to himself before, not to mention that the twenty military sticks hit Qiao'er was Feng Liye's order.

She was just afraid that Feng Zao was not kind to Qiao'er.

But unexpectedly, for the sake of the bowl of medicine in his hand, he did not avoid his own knife.

Qingge's eyes fell on his bowl of medicine.

Feng Zao faced Chu Qingge at this time and didn't know what mood to use.

Finally, he just said depressedly: "The medicine prescribed by the doctor is good for her body."

Qiao'er lay beside the bed, and it seemed that she had already drunk half a bowl of medicine.

Chu Qingge turned around and walked to the side, put the medicine box on the table: "Continue."

Feng Zao was stunned for a moment before he realized that he continued to feed Qiao'er to the medicine.

I feel a little grateful in my heart.

After a bowl of medicine, I finally swallowed it. Feng Zao stood up, looked at Qiao'er, and then looked at Chu Qingge.

"Get out!" Qingge's expressionless face.

Feng Zao was not angry either and left with an empty bowl.

"Princess..." Qiao'er, who took the medicine, looked a little better.

"Don't panic, I'll treat your injuries."

Qingge prepared everything, walked to the bed, and put down the veil.

Afterwards, he lifted the quilt on Qiao'er's body, and then carefully took off her clothes.

But the moment she took off her clothes, her fists tensed in an instant.

"Who is it?" This voice clearly burst out from the cracks of the teeth!

Who is it! Who is it?

"Is it Chu Weiyun?"

That woman! She dares!

Qiao'er closed her eyes, and tears rolled down from the corners of her eyes.

"Princess, don't go find her. The prince is now...he is helping her now."

So, don’t provoke Princess Yun anymore, she is afraid that the prince will even deal with the princess.

Chu Qingge tried hard to take a deep breath. It was so difficult, so hard that he calmed down his mood.

Qiao'er was afraid that she didn't know what her buttocks and back became, so she kept lying here and didn't have the chance to see it.

But she can see clearly!

Qiao'er's buttocks and back corroded a large area, and it looked like it was burnt!

Extremely! Unsightly!

A girl’s house! Such a body has been destroyed in this life!

In the future, she will never have a chance to get married! No man can stand such a picture!

Chu Qingge's fist was shaking tightly.

The anger was pressed down again and again, but it was still almost impossible to suppress it!

Unexpectedly, Qiaoer wiped her tears and comforted her: "Princess, I know I'm ugly now."

"Qiao'er..."

"They... they showed it to me with big mirrors."

"Damn it!" Chu Qingge suddenly stood up.
Chapter completed!