Prince Alcohol was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at Ye Qinghuan, but seeing that she had a blank face, he didn't mean to refute, so he hurriedly responded, and went to the palace to ask for a royal doctor in person, and by the way, he told the emperor what happened tonight.

This time, Ye Qinghuan really didn't bother with Ye Lanling about his title.

The threat thrown out by Ye Lanling under the anger of Ye Lanling earlier made Ye Qinghuan have to be silent, and she still had some palpitations in her heart until this moment.

She only needs to think that she may forget her ninth uncle, and she may have some nestling plot after losing her memory, and recognize Yelanling as her relative like a fairy in the holy land...... She's creepy!

This is more uncomfortable than a knife and a knife, and she is even more uncomfortable!

Therefore, she no longer has a momentary anger with Yelanling.

"Change rooms." Ye Lanling pulled Ye Qinghuan's uninjured hand, and the pull was naturally the wrist, which made Ye Qinghuan feel less disgusted through the sleeves.

She silently followed him until he picked an empty room and stuffed her in.

After a while, the imperial doctor arrived.

The imperial doctor was going to check Ye Qinghuan's shoulder, but he was frightened away by Ye Lanling's cold eyes, and Ye Lanling said coldly: "Just take the pulse, and naturally there will be a maid to do the medicine." ”

"Yes, yes." The imperial doctor didn't dare to reply, because before entering the gate of the palace, Prince Alcohol had already explained that this lord was not good at serving, just go along with everything, otherwise he would not be able to save his life.

After the imperial doctor took Ye Qinghuan's pulse and told Ye Lanling that there was nothing serious, but the skin and flesh wounds could be healed by dressing, Ye Lanling asked the imperial doctor to get out.

Ye Qinghuan glanced at Ye Lanling and didn't speak, but his fists clenched slightly under his sleeves.

She wasn't sure if she would be able to bear it if Ye Lanling had to give her medicine herself.

After all...... She was wounded in the shoulder, and if he drugged her, would he have to undress?

Just when Ye Qinghuan was jealous in his heart, and thought about what to do later, Ye Lanling had already stood up.

She shrank slightly, and saw Ye Lanling walk out of the door.

"This trauma medicine, give it to her, move lightly, remember not to let her wound touch the water these days. If the injury is aggravated, I'll ask you! Ye Lanling stood at the door of the room and commanded a maid who beckoned over.

"Yes...... Young Man Lan. The maid was not too young, but she was still so frightened by Ye Lanling that tears rolled in her eyes, and she didn't dare to really fall, so she lowered her head vigorously.

"As long as you don't mess with me, I won't kill you, but if you don't have long eyes...... Then don't blame my men for being ruthless! Ye Lanling snorted coldly, threw the trauma medicine into the maid's hand, turned around and walked away.

The maid knelt down and was more respectful than Prince Alcohol: "Don't worry, Master Lan, the slave and maid will definitely serve Madame well......"

When Ye Lanling's footsteps were far away, the maid stood up in fear, walked into the room quickly, closed the door and walked towards Ye Qinghuan.

"Madam, slave maid, slave maid medicine for you...... the maid didn't dare to make a sound, subconsciously afraid of Ye Qinghuan is similar to being afraid of that night Lanling, after all, the two of them are the so-called 'husband and wife'!

Ye Qinghuan silently took off her clothes, leaving only one belly pocket, then turned over slightly and said lightly: "Take medicine." ”

"Yes......" The maid bit her lip, stepped forward cautiously, and gently medicated Ye Qinghuan.

And Ye Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart at this moment: Fortunately, Ye Lanling's pervert doesn't seem to want to get close to her, in the end...... He hates women.