Rongwang Mansion, Yizhu Pavilion.

Xin Li saw his own son hurriedly hugging a person, the person's long hair was still dripping with water, and the white brocade robe also bloomed a few blood flowers, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, until Rong Yuan told him to find a solution to the solution, he didn't react, and knocked on the door of the solution with a solemn face.

Rong Yuan gently put Yurong on the bed, took off his coat, took out the medicine box, came in with a basin of hot water, and said, "Shizi, let me wipe Miss Yurong first." As he spoke, he wrung the water, took the towel and stepped forward.

Rong Yuan slowly closed his eyes, and reached out to take the towel in Shujie's hand: "I'll come." You go for a set of close-fitting clothing. ”

The surgical solution retreated, Rong Yuan's slender fingers trembled slightly, took the towel, and carefully wiped Yurong's shoulder, the blood from the wound sealed by the previous point had almost stopped, and the blood hole the size of the little finger under the fair-skinned collarbone after wiping off the blood stain became more and more shocking, Rong Yuan's heart tightened, carefully medicated her, and helped her lean on her shoulder, and the surgical solution carefully wrapped the bandage before he was slightly relieved.

"Shizi, you avoid it first, I'll change Miss Yurong's clothes, I'm afraid that the cold will be too heavy." There was no smile in the rare case, just serious talking.

Rong Yuan nodded, stopped wiping Yurong's hair, and carefully asked her to lie down before slowly going out.

The moonlight shines through the dense bamboo, casting a dark horizontal shadow on the water surface of the spring in the pavilion. Rong Yuan's side face is as delicate as a jade carving, and it is even more elegant under the clear light.

"Is Shadowless back?" The face was like cold frost, and it took a long time for Rong Yuan to speak.

Xin Li stood aside and nodded: "It's already back." Wuying said that Miss Yurong was deceived by Ling Zhi into coming to the Imperial Garden by lying that the Five Princes were looking for her. By the way, there was also a small group of Yulin guards who entered the Imperial Garden. ”

Rong Yuan's thin lips were cold without a trace of arc, and his voice was also temperatureless, cold and bitter: "Take Wuying to the Changsheng Palace, bring all the Yu Linwei who are on an errand in the Changsheng Hall tonight to the six gates, and let the orange shadow cooperate with the green shadow to capture Ling Zhi." ”

How can a framing be completed without bystanders, Yu Linwei of the Five Princes' Hall must be a powerful witness. As for Ling Zhi, heh, since he dared to boldly reveal his identity, he must have planned that he would not continue to stay in the palace.

He will surely return blood and tooth for tooth!

Xin Li absolutely believed in Rong Yuan's judgment, and immediately started to do things, even if it was already the middle of the night, if the prince asked him to go to the palace to bring people, he would definitely be able to do it quietly.

The night was deep and the cold air hit, but Rong Yuan didn't seem to feel it at all, and he kept standing with his hands in his hands, facing the flowers and plants in the Yizhu Pavilion, and his always elegant and gentle look was a little fierce at this moment.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", Shu Xie hugged the dress that Yu Rong had changed and came out, and saw Rong Yuan's lonely back at a glance, she wanted to slip away quietly, but it was lonely in the middle of the night, Rong Yuan is a martial arts master, and his ear power is excellent, Shu Xie looked at Rong Yuan's frowning brows when he looked at her, and there was a little embarrassment in his heart.

"The prince will have to wait before he goes in." Shu Xie said stiffly.

Rong Yuan's eyes were fixed on the dress he was holding in his hand, not only was there a cloud of dark red blood on the white bandeau, but the hem of the skirt was also bloody, Rong Yuan felt a pain in his heart, and his voice was low: "Rong Er is injured elsewhere?" ”

"Nope!" Shu Xie replied quickly.

It is impossible for the blood on the shoulders to get on the skirt, let alone such a large piece! The bright red color was clearly flowed out, and Rong Yuan frowned: "Shujie, are you lying to me?" Say, where else is it hurting? ”

Shu Xie wanted to cry without tears: "The prince really doesn't, yes, it's Miss Yurong Kwai Shui who is here!" ”

Rong Yuan said calmly: "Well, I know."

Shu Xie sighed in his heart, his own son is really a person who has seen the world, and now such an embarrassing question is only a gentle response. Shu Xie hugged his clothes and quickly retreated.

When the technique was solved, a faint smile appeared on Rong Yuan's face, his little girl, finally grew up.

In the middle of the night, Wan Lai was silent, but Yizhu Pavilion was a candle flame jumping, and the fragrance of medicine was curling.

Yurong didn't sleep very well, her lower abdomen hurt for a while, the wound on her collarbone also continued to be dull pain, cold sweat broke out on her smooth forehead, and her delicate eyebrows wrinkled.

Rong Yuan has been guarding beside her, seeing her like this, his heart is tight, he took a warm towel in one hand to wipe her sweat, and tentatively rubbed the quilt on her lower abdomen with the other hand.

The antidote came in, and when I saw this scene, I felt a sudden change in the style of painting, and the son of the world was really self-taught.

Rong Yuan took the medicine from Shujie's hand, took the medicine spoon and sprinkled a few drops on the back of his hand, warm, and then handed it to Yurong's mouth and fed the medicine with her miserable white lips.

When the medicine reached his mouth, most of it dripped down his chin, Rong Yuan helplessly wiped her with a handkerchief, handed the medicine to Shujie, helped Yurong to lean in his arms, and said, "You come to feed."

Yurong didn't sleep very well, so he opened his eyes leisurely and pinched the pair of slender and thin hands that were clasping his hand.

Rong Yuan looked down and saw her staring at the medicine bowl in Shujie's hand with a pair of big eyes, and opened his lips and called her: "Rong'er?" Yurong found a comfortable place to nest in his arms, and barely responded with a little strength: "Hmm... Rong Yuan, do I still need to take medicine? ”

This stupid girl, I'm afraid I'm embarrassed to cry out that it hurts.

"Solve you and go back to rest, it's hard for you tonight." Rong Yuan nodded lightly at Shujie, Shujie put down the medicine bowl and went out with a smile, her own son showed affection or something, she didn't want to see it~ She still went to the door, lest Xinli's wood who didn't know how to live or die come to disturb again.

Yurong leaned on Rong Yuan's shoulder, still apprehensive about what was going on in the imperial garden at night, and said coquettishly: "Rong Yuan, I hurt." ”

Rong Yuan smiled and touched her long hair, and said, "Where does it hurt?" Is it a shoulder pain or a stomach ache, eh? ”

"Of course it's a shoulder pain," Yurong smacked her lips dissatisfiedly, and pulled Rong Yuan's sleeve twice like a cat. She poked the wound on the shoulder with a hairpin, how could her stomach hurt? Wait a minute! Stomach ache? The body is now fourteen years old... A hot current rushed by, confirming her suspicion, it was really the eldest aunt! Yurong's face was like a ripe tomato, fiery red.

"Rong Yuan, you hate it." Yurong twisted his head and buried it deep in his arms.

"Huh?" Rong Yuan spit out a word, took in her shyness, and said, "Okay, it's for the husband, Rong'er takes medicine first." I don't know why she was so ruthless, he looked at the wound on his shoulder and felt distressed, and he couldn't bear it for her at a hundredfold cost.

Yurong had a bitter face, leaned on a pillow and fed two bowls of medicine by Rong Yuan spoonful, and when Rong Yuan went to fetch her candied fruit, he saw that she had tilted her head and fell asleep.

The night is terrifyingly quiet.