(952) No foresight
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Wang Chi breathed a sigh of relief slowly and silently. wWw.β Xiao Wanting's hands are well maintained, and the hands that don't need to do any physical labor are softer, but under such a pair of hands massage, the kind of weird internal injuries he suffers can play a very little good role.
At most, it is just by relying on the gentle touch of the skin to temporarily cover some of the dull pain that is entwined in the heart veins, which is also a symptom but not a cure.
But finally in this moment, Wang Chi felt comfortable, his tense spirit slowed down a little because of the self-suppression of the pain, and he subconsciously leaned towards his wife's side shoulder. However, he leaned on it for a while, and then sat up straight again, because the splendid jewels on his wife's gorgeous dress were too embarrassing.
In the past, she and Xiao Wanting were sleeping or lying or sitting, she was all hairpins, green silk was scattered, and her thin shirt lined her skin, but this time it was a little different. Because the pain in the heart has been slightly alleviated, Wang Chi can also think about a few more questions mentally, and he suddenly has a new understanding of "luxury hinders the distance between people's body and mind".
Concubine Xiao Wanting noticed her husband's move of leaning over but quickly sitting upright and going back, and after thinking for a while, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?" β
"Nothing." Wang Chi withdrew his aimless gaze towards the door, looked at his wife and smiled, and said, "It's not early, and you're tired, so you don't have to accompany me, so you can't rest well." β
Xiao Wanting saw a strong tiredness in her husband's somewhat distracted eyes, she knew that he was actually tired, so she obeyed his wishes, gently admonished a few times, and left the South Compound.
In fact, as far as today's point is concerned, Concubine De Xiao Wanting should be the person who will not feel tired.
For something that had been planned for several years and should have started today, Xiao Wanting recuperated for a few days. But she was going to lose sleep tonight. Because what she wanted to do hadn't been done, to be precise, she hadn't started yet. It was forcibly interrupted for some reason.
Today's Wang Chi is not only physically unbearable due to the pain, but also mentally dragged down because of this. He hadn't felt this tiredness in a long time. In the past, he dealt with heavy state affairs, and it was not that he didn't feel tired, but he was physically strong and had a fiery enthusiasm for this new country, so he could hold on. And today, for the first time since ascending the throne, the cornerstone of the body has been shaken by external forces, and this fatigue that has been suppressed seems to have erupted like a torrent.
And the people in the palace today. The second person who will feel very tired should be the second prince Wang Hong.
One night a few days ago, because of the assassination incident in the palace, although the second prince Wang Hong was only injured on one hand, he suffered a lot of blood loss. The palace people of the entire Huayang Palace served carefully and recuperated for a few days, but Wang Hong's face was still a little pale.
His physical condition is already extremely poor, and he has only recovered in the last two or three years, and he is no longer so prone to illness. But that doesn't mean he's really strong, in fact, his physique is still much weaker than his peers.
His injuries hadn't healed yet, and he hadn't recovered so much of his lost blood. galloped out of the palace in this physical condition, and finally the injury on his hand was broken for the second time. Although because of the cloth belt wrapped around his hand, some bleeding was stopped. After returning to the palace, he was bandaged again and the condition seemed to be fine, but at night, Wang Hong's body gradually became hot again, and his forehead was cold.
After using a little ginseng soup and washing up briefly, the second prince Wang Hong was really tired of reading and homework for half an hour every night, and went to bed early. However, he only slept for a moment, and kept dreaming of scattered and broken dreams. The dream suddenly stopped in a scene, and he woke up.
As he sat up. The injured hand unconsciously pressed heavily on the edge of the couch, and the soft silk mattress became hard. The sharp pain in the wound in his palm spread across his arm and into his heart, suggesting the separation between reality and dreams.
A fine layer of cold sweat had once again oozed from his forehead.
But he did not notice this, for his gaze naturally fell on the knee-high brocade quilt, which was covered with a square cloth. It was evident that the veil had been folded into a long section at first, and as it slid off his forehead as he sat up suddenly, the fold was half loose.
Wang Hong stretched out his hand to pick up the handkerchief, twisted his fingertips, and felt that the handkerchief was an extremely simple cotton fabric, with a slightly damp coolness.
After he fell asleep, the light in the dormitory was blown out, leaving only one corner of the room that did not interfere with sleep, but the light was so weak that it could almost be ignored. However, today, the palace maid who was on duty in the dormitory had already heard the sound from the couch, and by the faint light of the ever-bright lamp, through the thin gauze tent, the palace maid saw that the second highness had woken up, and immediately opened her sleepy eyes, and asked softly: "Your Highness, do you need slaves and maids to serve?" β
Wang Hong hesitated for a moment, then said, "Palm lamp, you come here." β
As soon as the palace maid heard the second prince call her over, her tone was extremely simple and direct, she couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and hurriedly lit the triangular glass lamp on the table, and approached the couch with the lampstand.
The triangular glazed lamp has a total of three candles, and the light is reflected by the crystal glazed lampstand base, just lighting this lamp, but every corner of the dormitory suddenly brightened.
With this bright light, Wang Hong saw clearly the cotton handkerchief in his hand, the handkerchief was the simplest cotton color, but in the white of the whole face, a small red petal embroidered on the corner of the handkerchief was extremely conspicuous.
Wang Hong's gaze only stopped on the petals, but his heart suddenly tightened, and his hand holding the cotton handkerchief with two fingers also shook a little, and then the whole palm rubbed the handkerchief into the palm of his hand.
The excessively bright light of the glass lamp also illuminated the pale face of the second prince and the forehead oozing a fine sweat, and the palace maid holding the lamp could see this clearly even if she stood outside the silk tent. The palace maid was very worried, after all, this prince was usually quite friendly to their slaves, which could not help but make people feel grateful, but at this time she didn't know what to do.
The second prince's health has always been very poor, and even the imperial doctor sometimes can't do it.
After standing for a while, the palace maid naturally saw what the second prince seemed to be holding in his hand, and kept this action all the time, and did not say anything again. The palace maid was surprised in her heart, and couldn't help but whisper curiously: "Your Highness, what are you holding?" β
The second prince, Wang Hong, came back to his senses. A hint of amazement appeared on his face, and then he turned his eyes to look at the palace maid holding the lamp, and spread her fists to support the cotton handkerchief. said lightly: "Is this what you put on the forehead of the palace?" β
The palace maid hurriedly shook her head and said respectfully: "The slave maid has been guarding the corner of the room. Your Highness has said before that you sleep lightly, so you don't like people to come close to disturb you, and the slave has always remembered it and dare not disobey it. β
After glancing at the cotton handkerchief a few times, she added: "This handkerchief doesn't look like an item in the palace, it's too plain." β
Wang Hong's eyes moved, and he said, "You also think." Isn't this veil from the palace? β
When the palace maid heard his words, she thought of the bloodshed that happened in the palace a few days ago, she seemed to realize something, and suddenly knelt on the ground with a "bang", and suddenly said: "It's the slave who has a lot of mouths, and she should ...... her mouth."
As she knelt, the glass lamp in her hand flickered, swaying the bright light, and at this moment, Wang Hong seemed to vaguely see a corner of the dormitory. A figure flashed.
"Okay, just ask you to hold the lamp, and then hold the lamp steady. It has nothing to do with calling you a palm. Wang Hong breathed a sigh of relief softly, seeing that the corners of the palace maid's eyes were drooping, and she was sleepy, obviously she didn't seem to have come to serve her just now. After thinking about the figure he seemed to be dazzled by just now, he said again: "You go to the door, if the palace doesn't summon you, don't come in." β
Hearing this, the palace maid's panic in her heart decreased slightly, but she was very puzzled. She was a little incomprehensible. The second prince suddenly asked her to hold the lamp and approach the couch, just to take a look at her? She had a vague feeling. It should be that the second prince was going to tell her something, but for some reason it was suddenly canceled.
She was a little uneasy. Just before turning around and going out, he asked softly: "Your Highness, are you really fine?" β
"It's okay, you go out, and tell the people outside not to come in and disturb." Wang Hong raised his sleeves and wiped the sweat on his forehead casually, and then put the cotton handkerchief back into his sleeve, and then lay down and continued to sleep.
His Royal Highness the prince has said that when it comes to this Cheng dΓΉ, no matter how much the palace maid stays, her brain will be broken.
And when the palace maid who held the lamp came out of the dormitory and gently closed the door, Wang Hong, who had just laid down on the couch in the dormitory, sat up again.
After sitting quietly for a while, and when the dizziness in his mind faded, he lifted the quilt, lifted the silk tent with one hand, and removed his feet to take off his shoes. And at this moment, he suddenly felt a light breeze blowing, which was really abnormal in the closed room, and he subconsciously raised his head, and met a pair of eyes that were also looking at it flatly.
"Little Star?"
Although the light line in the corner of the dormitory was extremely weak, Wang Hong could only see the general facial features of the person standing in front of him, but he still saw her identity from her familiar standing posture and body shape at a very fast speed.
"Your Highness......"
The figure immediately replied to him.
His heart suddenly swelled with great joy. Slightly stunned for a moment, he couldn't wait to put on his shoes, just stood barefoot on the cold ground, suddenly stood up from the edge of the couch, and hugged the thin figure in front of him into his arms.
His arms wrapped around her shoulders, Wang Hong only felt that the person in his arms was thinner than three years ago, he felt a slight pain in his heart, and sighed: "You are finally back, it is good that you can come back, and it will be fine as soon as you want......"
"However, Your Highness, you don't look very good right now."
Hearing the words of the person in her arms, Wang Hong slowly let go of the arms that were bound on her shoulders, moved her face back to front of her, and said with a happy smile in her eyes, "I'm fine." You haven't been back for three years, so I don't know, but everyone else knows, and my body has gradually grown up a bit. β
Under the dim light of the lantern in the corner, Xiaoxing, a thin woman with curled hair and a coarse cloth dress, did not say anything immediately, but raised her hand and put it on Wang Hong's shoulders and gently pressed him to sit down. Then she squatted down in front of him, first raised her palm to her mouth and sighed, then quickly rubbed it, and then held Wang Hong's bare feet on the ground and slowly rubbed them.
"Your Highness can't look like this, you'll get sick." Xiaoxing, a woman with a thin cloth skirt, finished rubbing Wang Hong's left foot and began to rub his right foot again, "It's still like this, my feet are always not hot at night, and now it's the warm spring season." β
Feeling the familiar kneading of his fingers under his feet, Wang Hong became more and more sure that the figure of this woman in the dim light was not the phantom in the dream, but that his little star had really returned.
As for why she suddenly appeared in his dormitory, and the palace people inside and outside the dormitory were all unaware, according to what he knew about Xiaoxing's light and agile skills, it was not difficult for her to do this. There are several long-term palace people in Huayang Palace who know Xiaoxing's other identity, and they will inevitably help Xiaoxing to avoid Yu Linwei, who patrols the palace several ways.
At this moment of regain, Wang Hong was full of joy, and he only felt that nothing could be difficult to get him at this time. So when he heard Xiaoxing say that, he just smiled lightly: "If you walk around more during the day, it will naturally be warmer." Do you know? I have been practicing boxing for three years, and now I can lift 30 pounds with my left hand, and more with my right hand, I can lift 45 pounds, and I have learned to ride a horse, which is not like before......"
"Xiaoxing knows." The woman squatting in front of her feet stood up and said slowly: "Your Highness rode out of the palace today, and Xiaoxing also saw it." At that time, I was really happy, but when I saw that you had a cloth belt wrapped around your hand, and it was beginning to ooze red stains, I was so worried that I finally couldn't help but sneak into the palace to see if you were doing well. β
Wang Hong's mood fluctuated for a while, and she imagined her difficult life in the dry and sandy land to the north, and then asked, "When did you come back?" Listen to the meaning of your words, if you hadn't seen me riding out of the palace today and saw my injured hand, you wouldn't have come to the palace to see me? β
"I arrived in Kyoto six days ago." Xiaoxing answered truthfully, but when she heard the second half of what Wang Hong said just now, she couldn't help but feel sour, and after pursing her lips and enduring it for a while, she finally spoke: "Xiaoxing was convicted and left the palace three years ago, how can you come back at will?" If it is discovered, will it bring trouble to His Highness again? Seeing that His Royal Highness was in better health than before, Xiaoxing was able to leave with peace of mind. Now that His Highness has been able to take care of himself, whether there is a small star by his side or not is no longer a matter of how important it is. β
"What do you mean by that?" The joy on Wang Hong's face gradually cooled, "Are you really planning not to come back?" β
Xiao Xing lowered his head slightly, he couldn't bear to see the change in the eyes of the second prince from hot to cold, and only replied slowly: "Of course Xiao Xing must come back once, what His Royal Highness ordered three years ago, Xiao Xing must complete the last step." βββ
(To be continued)