Do You Want a Scar? You Ugly Girl!

It was so frustrating to be ordered around like this.

Feng Wu took a deep breath and clenched her fists. When she turned around, she was beaming.

If she had to give in, she would make sure she didn't do it for nothing. She was going to get everything she wanted.

"Come here —"

Jun Linyuan beckoned Feng Wu over.

Feng Wu was all smiles. "Your Royal Highness —"

Jun Linyuan shuddered. "That's too fake. Stop it."

Feng Wu snorted. "You're so demanding. Now my smile is too bright for you?"

Jun Linyuan took a first-aid kit from Feng, opened a bottle of pale purple potion, dipped a cotton wad in it, and pressed it to Feng Wu's cheek.

Feng looked away in silence.

This was the first time ever that the crown prince was taking care of another person's wound.

"That hurts —" Feng Wu drew in her breath and pushed Jun Linyuan's hand away. "Don't bother. I recover pretty fast and scabs will form pretty quickly."