"Little Princess!"
The sound of the guard's report came from outside the barracks.
"Make way! I want to see the Marquis!"
The Little Princess Dongyi said arrogantly and willfully.
Princess Xinyang glanced at Xiao Ji, who took the towel and the ointment from her hand, and unhurriedly wiped off the water droplets and began applying the medicine.
"Zhen..." Princess Xinyang opened her mouth and said, "She's coming in."
"She won't get in." Xiao Ji said calmly, dipping his fingers in the ointment and evenly spreading it over her frostbite. This ointment was very effective, but the one flaw was its unsightly color, and it was extremely sticky, not easy to wash off once it got on you.
Princess Xinyang's fingertips were delicate, and she liked cleanliness. If she really went to wash it, it wouldn't be surprising if she scrubbed off a layer of skin.
