"Yes. King Huan responded lightly, Heng Zhi's hand stiffened, the porcelain bottle in his hand was put down, and his lower lip was almost bitten by himself, but he didn't let go. After knowing each other for so long, he has never been so cold to himself...... I was hated.

However, she deserved it, and she was the one who hurt Wen Jing's son.

Wang Junchun beside her looked at Heng Zhi with complicated eyes, and her expression changed one by one in Wang Junchun's eyes. Miss's joy and anger towards King Huan have unconsciously become so sensitive. In fact, Heng Zhi is just guilty in her heart.

King Huan took Wen Jing's hand and tightened it continuously, his eyes were already red, but he endured the tears in his eyes and didn't let them fall.

"Wen Jing, the imperial brother has a lot of words in his heart for many years, can you wake up and listen to the imperial brother?"

Wen Jingshizi's face was pale without a trace of blood, and he looked like a pinched lifelike wax figure. King Huan stroked his cheek, only to find that his face was so cold.

The chill flowed down the fingertips into the bottom of my heart, I had never realized it before, it turned out that Gao Leng was so frightening, just a light touch, it made people panic.

"When you were a child, you liked the imperial brother to call you Ajing, and said that the imperial brother couldn't speak, and always made you angry, at that time, you always said that the most hated thing was the imperial brother. ”

I don't know why, he still hasn't forgotten it to this day, Wen Jing's son was only six years old that year, wearing a pine green robe, standing under the big banyan tree, Wen Jing was very delicate and coquettish.

The wind blew through his sideburns, and I saw him pouting angrily: "Why is the imperial brother so annoying, he can't even say a word, I won't pay attention to you in the future." ”

At that time, he was still coquettish in his mother's arms, and now I think about the days back then.

The time that has passed has long passed, and there is no reason to come back. Just like the blood that flowed from his wound, how could it be allowed to return to Wen Jing's body, there was no way.

"That year, the mother concubine died, and you resolutely asked Ying to go to the border. The royal brother begged you to stay, you said you couldn't, you said you want to protect the imperial brother. ”

Over the years, the most important thing in the hearts of the two of them has always been the death of the queen, and the most feared thing is to turn around, and the last relatives around them are far away from them. After Wen Jing's son arrived at the border pass, he could stand in today's position, no one expected.

The power of the crown prince is gradually maturing, and the existence of Wen Jing's son has undoubtedly become a thorn in his side. knew that the prince would one day attack the prince of Wen Jing, so King Huan tried his best to strengthen his power.

He did all this just to be able to protect Wen Jing one day, but he couldn't do anything in the end.

"Have you forgotten that the person who should be protected should be you? After this year, the imperial brother wants you to return to Beijing, and the imperial brother has the ability to protect you. ”

Wen Jing's son is a son of a country, he should be pampered and grow up carefree, but he started his career as a horseman.

When Wen Jing's son was born and died, he could only pray for his hard-working brother thousands of times in his heart.

"When you wake up, after a few years the affairs of the capital are dealt with, we will go to a clean place to live in seclusion, and don't set foot in this place again. ”

The palace is a dangerous place for them, and every step they take is likely to trigger potential traps. Helpless, they walked in the palace, they were like walking on thin ice, and they were even more worried than the palace people.

"Didn't you say that you like the phoenix tree the most, and when the time comes, the royal brother will plant the yard full of phoenix trees. The flowers that bloom every summer are so much like you. ”

The flowers of the phoenix tree are bright red, and when they bloom, strings of red hang on the tree, which contrasts with the green leaves, and blooms warmly and enchantingly.

The phoenix flower is undoubtedly good-looking, but it is a pity that the phoenix flower is easy to provoke insects when it is in full bloom. Although Wen Jing asked so many times, King Huan did not agree to his proposal.

You must know that the phoenix tree grows tall, and it is not a problem to cover most of the yard at the highest time, and from time to time two bugs fall from the tree and are scary.

For the sake of the Phoenix Flower Tree, Wen Jing's son has been angry with him several times, but in King Huan's place, his coquettishness is useless, and King Huan always acts selfless in front of Wen Jing.

It is said that what kind of things a person likes, so that things can reflect the nature of that person's heart. If you talk about Wen Jing's son, he is like a phoenix, warm and enchanting.

The tree is never nonsense, the flowers are too beautiful, and the insects are provoked.

"What if there are many insects in the phoenix tree, every few days, the royal brother will take someone to clean up the phoenix tree himself, so that there will be no insects, do you say it......"

King Huan said to himself that King Huan's mansion was going to be the palace, and after sending Wen Jing Shizi back to the bedroom, he immediately ordered someone to disinfect Wen Jing's wounds. Heng Zhi didn't learn anything else from Liu Yue, when it came to stitching up wounds, no one's stitches were more delicate than Heng Zhi.

There are people in the room Heng Zhi will inevitably be distracted, no need for Heng Zhi to say, King Huan walked out by himself, Heng Zhi turned around and saw King Huan turn around and walk out, only thinking that he didn't want to talk to himself, and he felt a little lonely.

Heng Zhi patted her face, she had to cheer up: "Jun Chun, you help me untie Wen Jing's clothes, pay attention to light, don't push too hard." ”

Wang Junchun carefully untied Wen Jing's waist, but found that the blood from the wound was stuck to his clothes and could not be forcibly torn apart.

Wang Junchun hesitated for a moment, took out scissors from the medicine box, and cut off the cloth on the wound, so that the wound would not be pulled. When they saw the wound on Wen Jing's abdomen, the master and servant both gasped.

Because of hitting the corner of the table, Wen Jingshizi's wound not only cracked, but also became blurred with flesh and blood.

After carefully cleaning the wound, Heng Zhi took out the needle to suture the wound and ran it over the fire to achieve the disinfection effect before starting to suture the wound for Wen Jing Shizi.

Watching the needlework pass through the flesh of Wen Jing's son one by one, Wang Junchun felt that the needle was like wearing his own flesh and skin, which was very scary. The faint Wen Jing Shizi snorted, and the pain of the skin and flesh was open, even those who fainted could be woken up by the pain.

Heng Zhi sweated profusely to suture the wound, and her heart was even more tormented than Wang Junchun.

"Help me hold down the hands of the prince of the world, and don't let the son of the world move. "Wen Jing Shizi's casual action, the needle in Heng Zhi's hand may hurt him.

After a pillar of incense, Heng Zhi successively sewed up all the wounds of Wen Jing Shizi before he breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Jing's injuries must be well recuperated, and they should not touch water or move during the unhealed period, otherwise the wound will become infected.

Heng Zhi poured out the pills in the porcelain bottle and fed them to Wen Jing's mouth.