"Go to bed." Yu Chu instructed him.
The child pursed his lips slightly.
His eyes are very beautiful, because of his young age, those pupils are black and white, clear and shimmering, like a hazy starry sky, and the reflections of his eyelashes are long and slender.
When you focus on a person, you will have a gentle illusion in a trance.
However, it is only an illusion.
Xiao Jinghuai obediently turned around and lay down on the bed, burying her white and tender face into her little arms.
A small body is exposed, and the back is white and smooth.
Seeing that his earlobes were still red, Yu Chu couldn't help but smiled. He sat beside him, dabbed some ointment with his fingertips, and rubbed it gently on his body.
What she didn't see was that the child's white and tender face buried in his arms, those soft big eyes that seemed to be talking, were slightly cold and had complicated emotions.
Jing Huai bit his lips, feeling cold in his heart.
Sanhuangjie is a princess who is very much loved by her father.
How could she appear here
And he killed and saved him.
Although only ten years old, Jing Huai is not an ordinary child. Living in the cold palace for so long, he couldn't resist beating and scolding because of his young age, but everything was branded in his heart—when someone approached, the child would instinctively be vigilant, like a young animal with its ears pricked up.
He bit his lip, in fact, he instinctively repelled the girl from approaching. He doesn't like people being so close.
But on the surface, he had to pretend to be well-behaved, so as not to let the imperial sister see his dislike.
The child's beautiful white face was lowered, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he coldly exposed his back.
In the next second, the opponent's fingertips fell gently.
The slightly cool ointment was applied to the wound, and Xiao Jinghuai bit his lip unconsciously and flinched, but the effect of the medicine melted away almost immediately, and most of the painful bruises were relieved.
The child was a little taken aback.
This medicine must be good medicine. What is the purpose of this imperial lady to treat him so well
He unconsciously raised his head slightly, and looked sideways at the girl. The force of her fingertips was very light, and it was soft and soft on his body, like a feather drifting by.
Although he was cold and defensive, the child was still taken aback when he saw the seriousness of the other party.
He blinked his big soft and ignorant eyes, and the look in them darkened again, with complicated emotions.
After Yu Chu painted the child's fair back, he said casually, "Okay, get up."
Jing Huai sat up silently, put the white coat back on with his small hands, and before he was ready to say thank you, the girl said nonchalantly, "Take off your pants."
Jing Huai: "..."
He blinked, feeling some embarrassment that he couldn't put into words. Although the other party is his own sister, but he is not young, how can he take it off
The child's fair and tender cheeks were red and red, and finally he lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Miss Huang, boys and girls have different seats at seven years old, I can take care of the wound on my leg myself..."
Xiao Budian blinked his big flickering eyes, blushing earnestly popularizing men's and women's defense, Yu Chu glanced at it, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.
"What are you afraid of? I'm your imperial sister," Yu Chu recognized her identity without blushing, so that she could continue to get close to the cutie. She applied the ointment to her fingertips and raised her eyebrows, "Don't you still have obscene pants? Hurry up."
The child's ear tips, which were already reddish, became even more crimson upon hearing the words. It seems that she didn't expect Miss Huang to be so open. Under the trembling eyelashes, the little boy's eyes widened like a milk cat, staring at her cutely.