Baili Jia Jue's slender fair fingers rested on the sandal wood low table. His gaze fell on Helian Wei Wei's body and his brows raised.
Wei Wei felt that she was already near enough as this big horse carriage still didn't have much room, if she moved forward a little more, the two of them would undoubtedly touch.
"It's easier to put on dress the wound if we are closer." Wei Wei leaned her face to one side, as she used the needle and dabbed a bit of the ointment made with the Heavenly Mountain Snow Lotus. Without raising her head, she said, "It wouldn't be good if I offend His Highness later."
He seemed to take a quick look at her and replied faintly. "There's nothing not good about it."
"Hmm?" Wei Wei raised her brows and faced him directly. She even wondered if this man's mysophobia had been cured.
