The next day, she still went to the palace to change the medicine for Gu Zijin.
His wounds were much better. The shallow ones began to form scabbing, and the ones behind him began to heal.
After so many days, the Mu Qingge's technique was already very natural.
However, due to his restless state of mind, he used too much force when applying the medicine.
"Yes." He let out a muffled groan, Gu Zijin pressed his lips together and did not speak.
"Sorry!" Mu Qingge suddenly reacted in a panic.
"It's fine." It was as if he could see the woman's absent-mindedness.
Gu Zijin asked," What happened?"
"It's fine."
"Oh?" The voice made a turn, clearly not believing it.
"Your highness, there's no need to ask with knowledge."
"This king do not know."
During these two days, he was recuperating
