Poison Doctor Crazy Concubine: Three Princesses with Black Belly

I don't know why, but she always felt that when Changle played herself, the prince treated Changle very differently. He really cared for her, loved her, he kissed her so tenderly, and he hugged her so anxiously. , His eyes were full of painful self-blame, completely different from when he was with her.

Did he feel something?

It shouldn't be right. If he feels it, he will definitely say it.

However, he is so gentle and caring towards Changle, and he is just politely alienated towards her. She hates this feeling, this kind of heart-piercing and suffocating pain that she can't get.

Chang Le deliberately turned her head a little bit, her heart was pounding, she was really afraid that he would take off the veil on her face.

She wished he wouldn't.

"Why is it still covered with a veil? Come, let me see!" Sure enough, the man beside him stretched out his hand in concern.

At this moment, Chang Le quickly covered his lips and coughed, and hurriedly turned around to prevent him from touching him, "Your Highness, no, my wind and cold sometimes go up and down, and it seems to have worsened last night, like a noble body, how can I Infected to you? It's fine like that, I just got a slight injury from her palm."

A trace of doubt flashed across Chu Wuyou's eyebrows, but it was fleeting.

"Is this still a minor injury? Come on, go get the imperial doctor!"

After finishing speaking, he lowered his eyes gracefully, and easily hugged Chang Le horizontally into his arms. Chang Le's pure white skirt hung down like a fan, against her big black and shiny hair, while hugging her The man is so handsome.

This scene at this time is really romantic.

It had to be said that his embrace was very warm, and that he cared so much about her appearance, her heart throbbed a little.

But after a brief throbbing, what remained of her was worry, worried about being spotted by him, and the two of them were so close at the moment, she could even count how many of his thick eyelashes there were.

Looking into his dark and deep eyes, Chang Le lowered her beautiful eyes quietly, and didn't want to talk for the time being, afraid that her voice would expose her.

At this moment, Jiu'er, who had been standing by the side, hurried over, and said to Chu Wuyou, "Your Highness, why don't you please move away for a while and let the servants wash and change the beauty."

Jiu'er spoke very tremblingly, afraid of being kicked out by Chu Wuyou like last time.

Unexpectedly, he nodded, put Chang Le gently on the big bed, covered her with the quilt carefully, then held her small face, and looked at her with a kind of tenderness that he had never seen before. , "Hey, don't be afraid, I'll be right here guarding you, and I won't go anywhere!"

After finishing speaking, he got up slowly, and helped Chang Le armpit the quilt, and then walked coldly to the golden nanmu chair not far away and sat down.

Chang Le lowered his eyes lightly, nodded to Chu Wuyou, Jiu'er rolled his eyes immediately, and ordered the maid behind him to pull the screen over, and block Chang Le's body strictly.

Blocked by a screen, Chang Le finally breathed a sigh of relief, this Jiu'er is so clever, it must be because of the elder sister.

However, she still doesn't like her and hates her very much.

With the screen to cover her, Chang Le slowly removed the bloody veil on her face, took Jiu'er's veil, and cleaned her face carefully.

After cleaning the blood on his face, Jiu'er has quickly handed over a new blue veil, and stared at Chang Le indifferently with a pair of eyes.

Seeing her eyes, Chang Le turned cold and stared at her like a rose with thorns, stretched out his hand to pull off the veil, and threatened each word with his lips: "Be careful, otherwise I will let the prince know the truth!"