"Monster, it's OK, come in quickly."

Meng Cangyun dared not be negligent at all. She just wanted the mute slave to treat Wu Yasiqing as soon as possible.

Hearing her voice, Ya Nu and Si Hai Bugui immediately pushed the door and walked in.

The mute slave walked forward and took the pulse of Wuya Siqing. He felt a little inappropriate, but he didn't want Meng Cangyun to worry.

He kept his face forever and looked back at Sihai Bugui.

The four seas did not return immediately and came to his side.

"She has a weak breath. I have already given her some true energy, but I am afraid that the blood will flow too quickly, which will break through the acupoints and cause heavy bleeding..."

The mute slave understands his meaning.

Seeing that the mute slave had no reaction, Meng Cangyun became anxious: "My mute slave, Si Qing, how is she?"

The mute Nu turned around and gave her a safe look before looking back at the world of no return.

He took out Uyasiqing's little hand from the quilt and handed it to Sihai Bugui.

Sihai Bugui didn't understand the meaning of the mute slave, but the mute slave pushed his palm and made a gesture of exercising his skills.

"Do you want to continue to deliver her true energy?" Sihai Bugui had a little doubt.

The mute nodded softly and signaled him to do so.

Although Sihai Bugui still didn't understand, he did as he told him.

Put Uya Siqing's little hand in her palm and slowly began to deliver her true energy.

At the same time, the mute slave had already taken out the needle bag and started acupuncture on the location where Wu Yasiqing was injured in the foot.

With the supply of true energy, Wu Yasiqing's face slowly recovered from rosy.

Due to the acupuncture of the mute slave, her wound never bleeds.

Meng Cangyun looked at her two palms that were tightly pressed together. At this moment, she did not jealous, but just felt that her mind was too narrow.

For his sake, Uya Siqing can even give up his life.

And she felt uncomfortable just because her hands were placed with her husband's hands, which was really unfavorable.

About a quarter of an hour later, the mute slave made a stop gesture to Sihai Bugui, and he slowly stopped.

Wu Ya Siqing felt that her body was feeling much better, so she slowly opened her eyes.

She thought she was dead, but unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her eyes, the first person that had been imprinted into her eyes was Dianjun.

Moreover, he was still holding his hand.

All this is not a dream, is it true?

It is impossible, the Palace Lord cannot hold himself. He is His Highness’s man, how could he be by his side?

Or because I have already gone to heaven, it is said that everyone in heaven can do whatever they want.

But it is her business for her to go to heaven, so why does the Dianjun come up?

Feeling the breath of her awakening, Sihai Bugui looked back at Meng Cangyun, then let go of Wu Ya Siqing's hand and stood up.

Meng Cangyun walked over and picked up her little hand again.

"Si Qing, are you awake?"

Her voice was a little hoarse, she was nervous, and she had choked in the water a few times just now.

Wu Ya Siqing didn't know what was going on, she just felt her body shaking.

When she turned around, she found that the Palace Lord had become His Highness just now.

"Your Highness, you..." She spit out a few words gently.

It turns out that it is so difficult to even say something in heaven. No wonder Your Highness's voice becomes so unpleasant.

"You, have you come to heaven, too?"

Uya Siqing's eyes were very empty, and she seemed to have not woken up yet.

"What, what are you talking about?" Meng Cangyun shook her little hand.

"Heaven?" she frowned.

Unexpectedly, this guy thought she had entered heaven by herself, and she was a little depressed.

Meng Cangyun looked back at Ya Nu and said, "Yun Nu, how is her situation?"

The mute was picking up the prepared ointment and planning to spread it on Uyasiqing's wound.

Feeling Meng Cangyun's gaze, he gave her a no-problem position.

Wu Yasiqing lost too much blood and had a long time of hypoxia. Ya Nu thought she would be in a coma for several hours.

But, unexpectedly, she had such strong willpower and woke up in a blink of an eye.

Although her consciousness is not very clear, it is much better than she imagined.

He pulled out the long needle near the wound for her, and the mute slave put it on with the ointment.

Wu Yasiqing was awakened by the sudden pain.

"Oh, it hurts so much."

She slowly pulled back her consciousness before she could see everything around her.

I seemed to be lying on the bed, not at all like heaven.

Wu Ya Siqing looked sideways and saw Meng Cangyun clearly, her eyes have already pulled back to the focal length.

Meng Cangyun knocked her head and said in a deep voice: "Does heaven still hurt?"

Now, Uya Siqing completely reacted.

"Haven...Your Highness."

"I'm not dead, I'm not dead, is that true?"

"Do you think I'm dead, mute slaves die, and everyone is dead?" Meng Cangyun was a little helpless.

Uya Siqing shook her head and answered with certainty: "No, everyone is not dead."

"Oh, it hurts so much, my foot is injured."

Wu Ya Siqing wanted to struggle, but found that she had no strength anymore.

Meng Cangyun pressed her down and ordered: "Stay for a while and you'll be fine soon."

At this time, the world came over without returning.

Uya Siqing glanced at him and quickly looked away.

All this is true, not an illusion, it is true.

He kissed himself, relieved himself, and kept holding himself back, right?

The world never returned to Meng Cangyun and looked at her almost dry clothes.

He said softly: "Your Highness, Si Qing will have nothing to do, go and change her clothes."

Xiaohong reacted at this time and continued, "Your Highness, the Lord of the Palace is right. I'll get some hot water immediately and let you change your clothes first."

With Meng Cangyun's approval, Xiaohong immediately turned around and went out.

At this time, the mute Nu had already bandaged Wu Yasiqing and was packing up his things.

"Yannu, is this guy okay?" Meng Cangyun glanced at Wuya Siqing.

The mute Nu took Lameng Cangyun's little hand and the two walked towards the desk together.

Wu Ya Siqing looked at Sihai Bugui with a look, and her cheeks immediately climbed up a little rosy.

Sihai Bugui looked at her good face and turned around and left.

Wu Ya Siqing felt that her heart was beating extremely hard, and she had never felt this way.

The Dianjun is really caring about himself, although it is only a moment, it is enough.

Thinking of the kiss that was about to die just now, Uya Siqing had forgotten the wounds on her feet and all the pain.

He is the Lord of the Palace, a sacred and inviolable person.

She never fantasizes about anything, and can only serve him and His Highness well, and this life is worth it.

Sihai Bugui glanced at the mute slave who was writing the prescription and knew that there was nothing he had to do here.

He said lightly: "Your Highness, it's okay, I'll go back first."

Before Meng Cangyun could speak, he had already turned around and left.

Meng Cangyun looked back at his left back, unable to say anything.
Chapter completed!