The First-Class Medical Princess

It's late at night, and they all need to rest. They work so hard every day, how can they still not be able to sleep in the dark?

The guard hidden outside Murong Yuan's courtyard faintly heard the voices of the two talking in the darkness, and just wanted to wipe away his tears. The prince still cared about them and knew that they had really worked hard.

However, the corners of Su Yunchu's mouth twitched slightly, So when night comes, Prince Jing's Mansion has no guards. It seems that Prince Jing's Mansion is not safe either, and Hou's Mansion is safer.

Murong Yuan looked at Su Yunchu, no matter what he said, there was always a reason to refute, and he was a little frustrated.

He looked at Su Yunchu's face that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, full of dissatisfaction, but Su Yunchu wanted to withdraw from his arms, Okay, if you don't go back, it will really be late at night.

Murong Yuan, who only felt Su Yunchu's struggle, supported his forehead, put his head in his hands, Ah Chu, I'm in so much pain...

There is no doubt that the painful expression on the face is not much different from today's daytime.

Su Yunchu didn't believe him, so he just retreated from his embrace and sat on the other side.

But Murong Yuan still maintained this painful look, now Su Yunchu was a little suspicious, just stood up, walked to his side, put his hands on the acupuncture points on Murong Yuan's head and forehead, and massaged, Does it really hurt?

En! Murong Yuan looked up at her, his face still full of discomfort and pain.

Su Yunchu frowned, and wanted to pick up his wrist to feel his pulse, Why did it suddenly hurt again?

Murong Yuan grabbed Su Yunchu's hand, and put her hand back to its original position on his forehead, Ah Chu, just press it for me, and I will feel much better.

After all, he only cares more than he explores. Su Yunchu only put his hands on Murong Yuan's forehead, and massaged his head with moderate force. During today's observation, Su Yunchu also discovered that Murong Yuan's headache, probably It was because he used his own skill to suppress the toxin in the nerves of the eyes, which affected the changes in the eyes, and also because the nerves of the eyes affected the appearance of pain in the entire head.

She continued to massage Murong Yuan, and asked from time to time, Is it better?

It still hurts, Ah Chu press it again.

Su Yunchu continued to massage Murong Yuan, but he caught sight of Murong Yuan's lowered head out of the corner of his eye, but he was enjoying it. The smile on the corner of his mouth could not be contained, and he knew that he had been swayed by Murong Yuan.

Stop laughing, if you smile again, your mouth will reach your ears.

Unexpectedly, when he heard Su Yunchu's angry voice, the smile on the corner of Murong Yuan's mouth froze. He looked up at Su Yunchu who had already moved his hands away, and his smile was a little fake, Ah Chu... How could he be unhappy, Su Yunchu's nervousness was due to He cared, just thinking about it, he couldn't stop the corners of his mouth from rising.

Su Yunchu got angry and sat on the other side, See what excuse you can have.

A certain white-clothed man lying on the roof of Murong Yuan held a jug of wine and took a sip into his mouth, but the corners of his mouth were slightly deflated, expressing his disdain for Murong Yuan's little tricks. It's down.

But Murong Yuan in the room couldn't care less about his own roof. There was another person coming. Seeing Su Yunchu's complexion, he couldn't sit still, so he walked up to Su Yunchu, Ah Chu, don't be angry.

Su Yunchu felt that she was a little hypocritical. In fact, she was not angry at all, but because of Murong Yuan's presence, somehow, all emotions seemed to become natural. Even she herself felt that she had changed. Years, just a moment passed, and she was still the same as her previous life.