"Princess Bao'er, you misunderstood. I don't mean that." For fear that Bao'er would be angry, Qingluan immediately explained to her.

"Princess Baoer is a daughter-in-law. I am just a civilian. How can I let Princess Baoer serve you?"

"If it weren't for you, I'm afraid the person who was injured now, let me do something for you, so I'll feel more comfortable."

Baoer didn't beat around the bush, she pursed her lips. As soon as she talked about Qingluan's injury, she felt particularly guilty.

Actually, the three of them knew her thoughts.

However, as Qingluan said, Princess Baoer is a noble princess, how could they let her serve her?

Hongluan was about to say something, but Tuoba Shuo on the side said first: "Qingluan, let Princess Baoer come and help you wipe it."

As soon as Tuoba Shuo finished speaking, the cave suddenly became extremely quiet, and no one said a word.

After a long time, Baoer looked at Hongluan, whose little face was a little red, and she smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'll just wipe your body, and I will never peek at it."

"Princess Baoer, I didn't say you could peek." After Baoer said this, Hongluan was so embarrassed that she subconsciously lowered her head.

In the past, serving the masters to wash up was a very common thing for them.

But now, whenever Hongluan thinks of Princess Baoer wipes her body, she feels very shy.

"Okay, you can put it in and leave it to me for other places. I can also clean the wounds for you."

Hongluan nodded and didn't say much. She obeyed and did what Baoer asked her to do.

"How is it? After washing up, do you feel much more comfortable?"

After washing Hongluan, she changed into a new set of clothes, and Baoer even had a smug atmosphere in her words.

Hongluan smiled and nodded: "Thank you, Princess Baoer."

Baoer waved his hand: "Okay, now I'm full and washed up. Let's take a break early and we have to continue treatment tomorrow."

He sent their respective blankets to everyone, and after everyone lay down, Baoer took his own blanket and came to Mu Fan: "Brother Mu Fan, I want to sleep here."

"What? Are you scared?" Mu Fan looked at the little girl who had already laid a blanket beside him, and a doting smile still hung on her face.

Baoer pursed her lips and shook her head: "No, I just want to talk to Brother Mu Fan."

Baoer lay down on the blanket, looking lazy.

Because this place is far enough away from others, they only need to pay a little attention to the volume when talking, which will generally not affect them.

"Is it still uncomfortable?" Mu Fan leaned into Baoer's forehead with his big palm. He couldn't feel her unusual body temperature, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've had a sleep, and I've been much better." Baoer looked back at Mu Fan: "But you, Brother Mu Fan, how is your injury now? Do I want me to deal with it for you?"

"It's okay, skin trauma will be cured in two days."

"That's good."

Seeing Baoer looking down at the injured place, Mu Fan's eyes were a little deeper: "Have you encountered something unpleasant?"

"No, it's just that my mood is a bit indescribable." Baoer let out a sigh, and did not hide her inner emotions in front of Mu Fan.

"Because of treatment?" Mu Fan lifted Baoer's little head and let her rest on his long arms.
Chapter completed!