Fengliye is here.

After the battle, there was no trace of fatigue between his eyebrows.

He was wearing a black robe, tall and elegant, and after taking off his armor, he actually had the temperament of a handsome young man.

Chu Qingge was a little unwilling to accept it.

Qiao'er just said in a low voice that everyone was rumoring this morning that Prince Li used the moon-killing sword last night, and there were no more than 900 enemy troops.

But now he looks refreshed and elegant?

God is really unfair. She, who is only twenty or thirty, is as tired as a ghost.

Fortunately, Qiao'er has already cleaned up for her and she won't be too dirty.

"Criminal Master." Qiaoer immediately stood up, lowered her head, and did not dare to look directly at his unparalleled face.

Feng Liye waved his hand, and after entering the door, his eyes were on Chu Qingge.

It is rare to see her fragile side. In the past, this woman was always lively and very strong.

Now it seems that it's hard to even sit up.

Chu Qingge leaned against the head of the bed, and she was indeed a little soft. After she was exhausted, she had not fully recovered.

Qiao'er saw Feng Liye that she seemed to have something to say to the princess, so she quickly saluted and retreated.

He also carefully closed the door for the two of them.

As soon as the door closed, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became ambiguous.

Feng Liye didn't say anything, and Chu Qingge didn't know what to say.

He stood beside the bed, looking at her, his eyes fixed, and he didn't feel embarrassed at all.

On the contrary, she, the person staring at, was a little uncomfortable.

The sight that had nowhere to be placed finally fell on his hands.

Seeing what he was holding, Chu Qingge's eyes lit up: "My bag!"

I was about to get it when I raised my hand, but I didn't realize that I was sitting by the bed. At this moment, I still had no strength at all.

This is not just taking something, but rushing directly under the bed.

Don't! You're going to throw a dog into the mud!

The moment the beautiful face was about to kiss the earth, a long palm force lifted her up.

When I looked up, I saw Feng Liye standing by the bed, very close to me.

She subconsciously wanted to push his hand away, but before she could take action, he had already put back the big palm that had helped her up.

It seems that people never thought of getting close to her, and her resistance was a little unnecessary.

However, Chu Qingge is not in the mood to pay attention to these things now.

"My bag." She wanted to reach out to get it, but she was afraid that she would fall down again if she was too weak now.

If you do it again, Prince Renli may not have such a good intention, so he will help her up.

Feng Liye reached out his hand, and this time, the bag was handed to her.

Chu Qingge immediately took it, opened the bag, and checked the things inside.

Scalpel, surgical forceps, hemostasis forceps, straight needles, round needles, triangular needles, silk threads, and her needle bag are all there!

Looking at these things, her eyes were shiny, and she was as happy as a child.

Fengli's ink-colored eyes were dyed with a strange luster.

This was the second time, seeing her smiling so happily, without any worries or reservations.

"What are these?"

Hearing his voice, as expected, Chu Qingge's wishful thinking was gone.

Even though there was still a trace of smile on the corner of my lips, I was already smiling very calmly.
Chapter completed!