Mystery Princess Quan Ling {Reincarnation Heavenly Goddess}

Herb for princess Quan Ling

"Oh, no," Princess Quan Ling said immediately.

"Now sit! I'll give you herbs to heal your internal wounds."

Kim Yung helped Quan Ling's daughter sit up, very carefully she embraced Quan Ling's daughter's body and began to seat her gently.

Then Kim Yung grabbed the bowl that contained the potion of mint root boiled water and gave it to Quan Ling's daughter.

"Drink, this will make your body fresher."

Princess Quan Ling just kept silent with her eyes constantly staring at the bowl filled with mint root boiled water, as if she was suspecting just in case something would harm her. Apparently the events of the afternoon had taught Quan Ling's daughter to be more careful.

"Drink, it's just an herbal concoction. I don't mix anything that harms you." Kim Yung tries to convince Quan Ling's daughter.

"Why are you saying that? asked Quan Ling's daughter who seemed to feel that Kim Yung knew something that had happened to her.

" E-I mean–," said Kim Yung stammering, "I can't possibly mix up the ingredients that will make you sicker, believe me this is just a natural herbal concoction that helps reduce the pain in your body,"

"Where do you know I'm sick?" Princess Quan Ling intimidated.

"You're delirious, you're saying that you feel pain in your body, so I'm making you this herb."

"All right, thank you." Princess Quan Ling immediately grabbed the bowl and drank the mint root boiled water until it was gone.

"Thank you" said Quan Ling's daughter, handing the bowl to Kim Yung.

"Now lie down."

Princess Quan Ling nodded, honestly she felt unable to sit any longer, she felt her entire body was destroyed as a result of the effect of the drink given by the king's servant Fan Kris Wu. The longer drink increasingly undermines the health of princess Quan Ling.

After Quan Ling's daughter was again lying in her place, Kim Yung said again, "Let me treat your external wounds, there are some places that are bruised and badly injured enough, are you fighting? If it's true with whom?" He pretended.

"Yes, I did fight with someone that I hated so much, akh," exclaimed princess Quan Ling as the pain began to be felt on her wound which was covered in finely ground mint leaves.

Kim Yung did it very carefully and gently.

"What do you mean is prince Zhou Yhan?" kim Yung asked pretending not to know.

"Yes, but no matter how much I hate him, I'm his wife, right? Do you think a wife would hurt her own husband? I'm just trying to protect myself, he attacked me first!" Princess Quan Ling's emotions rose when recalling the event. The moments where he saw no sense of humanity in the kingdom of Shengshi.

"Not only that, what makes me even more claustrophobic is the treatment of king Fan Kris Wu and prince Zhou Yhan to queen Yan Yiku, they have absolutely no respect or respect for the woman, pity her, pity her, his love and affection are very sincere, you think the attitude of prince Zhou Yhan as a child is not good, right? Shouldn't he be devoted to his parents? Not just his dad, is it?" Princess Quan Ling ended her heartbreak by raising a question to Kim Yung.

"Perhaps," said Kim Yung unconsciously suppressing too strongly the wound of princess Quan Ling because she felt a little offended by the remark of princess Quan Ling.

"Pardon me." Kim Yung relaxed the pressure of her hand.

His face flushed red as he continued to be noticed by the woman in front of him who continued to stare at Kim Yung unblinkingly, making the man even more misbehaving. Maybe if it was only five or ten seconds, Kim Yung could still hold back the gaze of princess Quan Ling. But this has been passing for seconds and almost a minute more.

"Why are you looking at me like that?" kim Yung asked with a strange gurgle.

"I can hardly believe that I can see you again, I just want to apologize for what Uncle Yan Bei has done to you, I didn't expect my Uncle to attack you." Princess Quan Ling turned her face showing guilt.

Kim Yung immediately grabbed the woman's chin and said, "There's nothing to forgive, your Uncle is innocent, I think it's a natural attitude as an Uncle to look after his nephew." Kim Yung sighed.

"Perhaps if I were in her position, I would definitely do the same," Kim Yung continued staring at princess Quan Ling's face.

"Why?" Princess Quan Ling frowned her frown shifting her eyeballs to the side.

"Because you're so pretty, there must be a lot of guys who want to seduce you and make you her lover."

That answer he could only say when he became Kim Yung, not a prince of Zhou Yhan. For abstinence for a prince Zhou Yhan to praise women. Hearing the masked man's reply in front of her, Quan Ling's daughter blushed. Clearly from the look on his face he looked happy.

"Don't praise me too much, I'll forget myself." Princess Quan Ling glanced at Kim Yung then laughed loosely as if forgetting all the pain that had plagued her body.

Kim Yung brought her thumb closer to princess Quan Ling's lips and gently rubbed it.

"What's wrong?" ask Quan Ling's daughter in surprise.

"Look!" Kim Yung showed her thumb that looked bluish blood spotting there.

"Didn't you feel something inside your body?"

Princess Quan Ling shook her head slowly, astonished to keep her eyes on Kim Yung's thumb. Almost as if he did not blink, how could his body bring out something but he could not feel.

"It's the color of the poisonous liquid that enters your body and injures all your internal organs, but you take it easy, the herbs you drink have offered all the performance of that poisonous liquid. Maybe tomorrow you'll recover." Kim Yung smiled to make princess Quan Ling not feel panicked.

Princess Quan Ling felt very lucky to have been met with someone as good as Kim Yung, a masked man who was unknown to her identity.

"Since when have you had a scar on your palm?" suddenly, Quan Ling's daughter's gaze turned toward Kim Yung's palm.

Look there's a scar that hasn't been too long. Because the marks still look reddish.

"Like a sharp object incision," said Quan Ling's daughter again and sent Kim Yung panicking again, fearing that his identity would soon be exposed.

"Here, I got hurt when I saved you earlier."