Her voice was faint as Princess Jinfeng pursed her lips, "Jinnian, are you angry?"
Yun Jinnian remained silent.
It wouldn't be true to say he wasn't angry.
He took the medicinal wine to clean Princess Jinfeng's wounds, "I'll help you to the stool to sit, and then apply the medicine!"
"Oh..."
Princess Jinfeng sighed softly.
She let Yun Jinnian help her up and sit on the stool, watching him bring over a candle to carefully examine the wound, wary of any splinters that might have been embedded in the flesh.
"Jinnian, I didn't do it on purpose!"
"I know, a princess becomes flustered with concern, I understand," Yun Jinnian said as he took a damp cloth to clean his hands.
"Are you angry?"
He was already addressing her as princess.
Definitely angry.