After some argument, the two finally sat at the table and started changing the medicine for the wound again.

"Princess, this is your clothes, I'll put them on the table first."

Qing'er walked in from outside the house, holding a wooden tray in her hand, with a neatly stacked red dress on it.

After saying that, Qing'er walked to another table where she put her clothes down next to Ye Wanqing and planned to leave.

"Why did you bring me clothes today?"

Ye Wanqing glanced at the red shirt on the table and asked curiously, but she did not stop the movement in her hand. She still grabbed Ling Moxuan's arm and gently applied medicine to the wound.

"The princess is what you will wear when you perform tomorrow."

When Qing'er heard this, she looked at Ye Wanqing's eyes with confusion, but finally she reminded her.

"Tomorrow? Performance? What day is tomorrow?!!"

Ye Wanqing widened her eyes when she heard this and asked incredible ways, while her hands couldn't help but clenched.

She knew that this life would not be so peaceful! As expected, there would be her performance tomorrow? Why didn't she know about this?

"Princess, how can you forget this! Tomorrow is the birthday of the Queen Mother!"

Listening to Ye Wanqing's words, Qing'er's face was filled with a look of surprise.

She wanted to know what happened to her princess. She obviously attached great importance to the Queen Mother's birthday before, but now she still has such a big reaction. Who can tell her why?

"The Queen Mother's birthday? Why did you deliver that clothes today? And it's already afternoon!"

When Ye Wanqing heard this, she felt something explode in her mind.

Everyone came to tell her about such a big thing in advance, and she only learned about tomorrow's birthday party today, and most importantly, what so-called performances she has? Oh my God, it's already afternoon now, so it's too late to prepare for it temporarily, right?

She said how could this day be so peaceful? Even her elder sister hasn't seen her in the past few days. Sure enough, these people should have started to prepare. I guess only she is so ambitious!

But why can't she remember it at all! What should she do now!!!

"Princess, this dress is made of Nanyue's best Yunjin. Because this Yunjin is very precious, the clothes are just made."

When Qing'er heard this, she explained with a hint of apology on her face. It seemed as if she had made some mistake.

"Yun Jin? OK!"

Ye Wanqing frowned when she heard this. These things were really coincidental. Now that she is ready, she is going to finish it completely. Who can tell her what else can she do for tomorrow's performance?

"Wanqing, don't worry, I want to discuss something with you..."

Ling Moxuan carefully looked at Ye Wanqing's expression, thought about it for a while and finally spoke, but his tone was full of prayers.

"What's the matter?"

When Ye Wanqing heard this, she turned her head with a sad face, looked at Ling Moxuan's slightly frowning brows, and asked.

"Let your hands loose first, otherwise my arm will be ruined in a while!"

Hearing this, Ling Moxuan stared at the hand that was holding hard on his wound and said in grievance.

She had been holding his wound hard for so long. He had originally planned to give a reminder, but as the force gradually increased, he finally chose to give a reminder.
Chapter completed!