"Why are you here? Your injuries have not healed. What are you doing?" Zhou Jian frowned and glanced around. The main business was cleaned up and must have done it.

Listening to the slightly blamed tone, Loulan couldn't help but feel warm inside, her pretty face slightly pale, but it was much better than when she was rescued, and she could even go to the ground.

"Your Majesty, it's okay. I'm idle. I wanted to come and do something for you, but I didn't expect to wake you up. I deserve to die." She wanted to kneel down.

Zhou Jian grabbed it and said, "Please give me no gifts. Where to put the things, you can recover from the injury and don't do such a thing in the future."

He frowned. Although she looked pretty good, she was definitely not healed. Her face was slightly pale, and she was mostly tired.

Hearing this, a bitterness appeared on the corner of Loulan's mouth and she was silent.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Jian realized that she was in a bad mood.

Loulan shook her head and said stubbornly: "Your Majesty, please let me do it. The doctor said that I was injured too seriously and would have a root cause in the future. I would sleep in the open and fight and kill, and I would not be able to do it."

"I also feel that my health is not as good as before. I will be very tired after walking a few steps. Your Majesty has great kindness to me, and that's all I can do."

"Please don't deprive me of you. I don't want to have idle meals here." As she said that, her slender fingers clenched her clothes, and there was a hint of sadness between her eyebrows and eyes.

This is like a person who loses his legs and will naturally feel depressed.

After listening, Zhou Jian was silent and felt a little guilty.

Then he said in a deep voice: "No one dares to say that you are an idle meal. You are injured in doing things for me, and you are unwilling to betray me until you die. I remember this love."

"No matter what, I have a place to stay by my side!"

Upon hearing this, Loulan's eyes turned red inexplicably, and tears flowed before she could speak.

He choked and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Zhou Jian smiled bitterly, put down the things in her hand, and then asked her to sit down: "There have been a lot of things in the sand dunes these days, and I didn't have time to check your situation. I didn't expect you to go down the ground and go down quickly."

"Let me see your wounds." He said.

As soon as Loulan sat down, she immediately covered her neck with vigilance, as if she was afraid of being seen, her big eyes flashed: "Don't!"

"Your Majesty, I, I'm fine!"

Zhou Jian could see her resistance at a glance.

"I probably know your wound, is it scar?"

Most of the scars drawn with a whip are bloody and bloody. If not treated as soon as possible, the scars will be extremely hideous and ugly, which is almost certain.

Loulan's pretty face was slightly awkward and ugly, and then she lowered her head and said mercy.

In the main tent, it was extremely quiet and the atmosphere was extremely low.

Zhou Jian said: "It's okay, let me see."

As he said that, he reached out to pull Loulan's hand. Loulan resisted a little, frowned, but finally let go, closed his eyes tightly, and plucked up the courage.

When Zhou Jian's eyes saw that there were some scars on her neck covered with her collar, but this was not obvious. What was obvious was that from the neck to the collarbone, and from the collarbone to the bottom, there were scars everywhere, which was shocking!

Even though it has healed, the scars after healing cannot be eliminated.

Her skin and body are considered to be of the upper-middle posture, but her snow-white skin is covered with such terrifying and dense scars, which is really a pity!

When men see it, they are afraid they will be shocked.

"Your Majesty, isn't it ugly?" Loulan said sadly and self-deprecatingly, clenched her jade hands, and took deep breaths to prevent herself from losing her composure.
Chapter completed!