He raised his eyes and glanced at Sihan a few times, and his breezy and elegant face also showed a little remoteness and helplessness, and then, his fingertips full of hideous scars also moved slightly, and began to gradually lift his brocade robe.

Probably because he was afraid of touching the wound, or because of the hot weather, Lan Yeyu did not wear obscene pants under the brocade robe, but he opened the brocade robe slightly upwards, only to see that on his legs, the wound was still hideous, although it did not bleed again, but there were dark red scabs on the wound, and the two legs and feet were also extremely red and swollen. [Tianhuo Avenue]

Originally, I was going to see this Lan Yeyu's joke and threaten a few times, but now that his legs were so red, swollen and hideous, her pupils were inexplicably tightened.

It's all swollen like this, and it doesn't stop, and today I have to bring her to this backyard to sit down.

Not to mention that although this backyard is full of camellias, it is not too amazing, just because this Lan Yeyu has swollen legs and feet and insists on coming over with her, Sihan suddenly realized that this Lan Yeyu's actions are really a bit unreasonable, which makes people completely guessable.

"In this way, the regent's leg and foot injuries do not seem to be optimistic." Sihan was silent for a moment before forcibly suppressing his mind and spoke in a low voice.

Lan Yeyu's face remained unchanged, and the whole person was still as peaceful as ever, "In a few days, the redness and swelling of the wound will disappear." ”

As soon as these words fell, the hideous and scabbed fingertips moved slightly, as if they were about to slowly tear off the brocade robe to cover the wound, Sihan's pupils shrank, and the indifferent handle was on the back of his hand.

His hand froze in the distance, and even his gaze sank almost imperceptibly, but Sihan didn't take his reaction too seriously, but said in a low voice: "The regent's injury is not optimistic, so the palace still gives the regent a little needle." ”

The corner of his eye raised again, "No need to ......"

However, before the words fell, Sihan interrupted again, "I hope the regent will call the servant over and ask him to prepare the silver needle and send it over." ”

Lan Yeyu subconsciously choked after speaking, and carefully stared at Sihan for a moment, seeing that Sihan really didn't look like a joke, his black eyebrows wrinkled slightly again, and after thinking about it for a while, he turned his head to look outside the pavilion, "Someone." ”

As soon as these words fell, Qingtong's first trot flashed out from the side of the road.

"Prepare the silver needle." Lan Yeyu didn't delay, and as soon as his eyes fell on Qingtong, he had already spoken indifferently.

Qingtong suddenly stopped, respectfully responded to Lan Yeyu, and then subconsciously looked at Sihan, grinning solemnly, and then turned around and ran away.

Qingtong's speed was extremely fast, and in just a few moments, he returned with a silver needle.

After Sihan reached out and took the silver needle, he began to pick up one of the silver needles and stabbed it towards Lan Yeyu's red and swollen legs and feet.

The corners of Lan Yeyu's eyes twitched, and before the silver needles on Sihan's fingertips fell, he said with a slight surprise: "The eldest prince mainly administers needles, why don't you take the pulse of Weichen first?" If Weichen's pulse is stable and powerful, and the wound is also covered with medicine, it is okay not to prick the needle. ”

Sihan's fingertips stopped, and the bright silver needle also paused in mid-air.

After only a moment, she pressed her heart and said, "What, the regent is afraid?" ”

Lan Yeyu slowed down his voice slightly, and smiled lightly, "The eldest princess misunderstood, Weichen is just ......"

It was still a lazy and peaceful voice, without waves, and seemed to be as calm as ever, but the words were still not spoken, and the silver needles on Sihan's fingertips were already pierced on Lan Yeyu's legs.

In an instant, Lan Yeyu's voice stopped abruptly, and his breezy and elegant face was slightly distorted.

"Eldest princess, be careful, the master is in pain." Qingtong was shocked on the spot, and when he came back to his senses, he hurriedly said in a tight voice.

"Go and prepare candlesticks and spirits." Sihan's face was indifferent, and he didn't raise his head to Qingtong and commanded.

Qingtong's brows were almost wrinkled together, and he wanted to stop talking, but he didn't dare to say anything after all, he just looked at Lan Yeyu, and saw Lan Yeyu frowning slightly, and his deep and bottomless gaze swept towards him, and he nodded his head not deeply.

Qingtong was suddenly shocked and anxious, and in desperation, he had to quickly turn around and trot away.

Si Han was not disturbed at all, his fingertips gradually applied needles, and in just a moment, the silver needles wandered in a row at the hideous wounds on Lan Yeyu's legs and feet, and when Qingtong prepared the candlesticks and spirits, Si Han finally raised his eyes to look at Lan Yeyu, and saw that he was frowning slightly, and those deep and silent eyes were looking at her quietly.

Instantly, the two looked at each other, one deep and the other indifferent.

Sihan said gloomily: "The regent is seriously injured, and he needs to peel the flesh and clear the pus, so the regent should bear with it." ”

As soon as these words came out, Lan Yeyu did not react, and Qingtong gasped on the side.

Sihan's gaze still fell quietly on Lan Yeyu's pupils, and seeing that he didn't speak, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, and she continued: "If the regent is afraid of pain, he can tell the palace directly, in this way, the palace can also be a little lighter." ”

Lan Yeyu still didn't say anything immediately, just for a moment, he moved his gaze slightly naturally, hooked his lips and smiled, and only said: "The matter of scraping bones and healing wounds, Wei Chen has done it himself before, yes, although the pain is intense, it is only an instant, and it is still bearable." The eldest princess doesn't need to estimate whether Weichen is in pain, just do it, after all, the eldest princess can personally condescend to treat Weichen, no matter what, it is Weichen who takes the advantage, and the eldest princess can't be tied up because of the pain. ”

His voice is still warm, without waves, revealing a little weird calm, as if he is thinking about the present, he is really not afraid, and the whole person is also leisurely and elegant, calm.

Sihan looked at him carefully a few times, and admired him a little in his heart.

Regardless of this Lan Yeyu's character, with this calm attitude that is not afraid of danger, it is enough to make people look at it differently. Moreover, this guy seems to be really not afraid of pain, and even extremely cruel to himself, in order to let her save him that day, he even did not hesitate to bear her palm alive, I have to say, this Lan Yeyu sometimes in order to achieve his goal, he is also extremely ruthless, and even his own life can be spared, yes, how can such a hideous and powerful character really be afraid of pain?

At this point, for a while, a little boredom gradually appeared in my heart.

This time he deliberately said that he wanted to see the injury for this Lan Yeyu, but he was just unhappy because of his words, so that he wanted to deal with him in disguise, but now that he is so injured, he also feels that God is punishing this Lan Yeyu for her, and looking at the red and swollen legs, there is no need to take the pulse, and he knows that if he no longer peels the flesh and removes the pus, his legs may also be wasted.

Thoughts were churning, and the complexion gradually became complicated.

Just as Si Han was silent, Lan Yeyu suddenly spoke calmly again, "The eldest princess can do it directly, and you don't need to take care of Weichen." Or, if Weichen's injury is hideous and difficult to enter the eyes of the eldest princess, Weichen can also put down the brocade robe to cover it, so as not to stain the eyes of the eldest princess. ”

He said this very lightly, as if he had never put the pain of his legs and feet in his eyes.

Sihan came back to his senses, his cold gaze swept towards him, seeing his indifferent and indifferent smile, he also felt for a while that although this Lan Yeyu was extremely cruel to himself, he was just a pitiful person.

The wounds are already so serious, but they still pretend to be calm, and I don't know whether to say that this Lan Yeyu is too ruthless or too sad.

Thinking of this, Sihan's eyes also fluctuated a little, and when she saw that Lan Yeyu was still smiling as warm as the wind, her pupils shrank, and she said indifferently: "The smile on the face of the regent is vain and embarrassing. ”

She said it a little more bluntly.

As soon as these words fell, he stopped looking at him, but slowly took the dagger out of his sleeve, and then put the tip of the dagger on the flame of the candlestick and burned it.

Lan Yeyu was slightly stunned, but it was only for a moment, and then he said calmly: "The smile is originally expressed by the face, and Weichen's smile is floating on the surface, which is also natural." ”

Sihan said lightly: "The regent wants to explain tactfully, just at will." It's just that if a person forcibly suppresses or even shows nothing about his pain and injury, how much better can you go compared to this palace? This palace is for the country and the people, to prevent traitors, to prevent villains, is to have to let yourself be strained, and regent, what about you? If you are sick and unannounced, if you are injured, presumably, every time the regent swaggers and says that you are sick, it may be a lie, if you are pale one day, but you say that you are fine, maybe you are really unwell. ”

As soon as these words fell, he snorted disdainfully, and then took the dagger back from the tip of the knife slightly, left it to dry for a while, and then slightly and simply cut through the abscess on Lan Yeyu's flesh.

Lan Yeyu's legs and feet stiffened uncontrollably, and he didn't speak.

Sihan's pupils shrank and began to squeeze pus for Lan Yeyu's wound.

There was silence and silence all around, and Qingtong, who was standing on the side, had already turned pale when he saw it.

Lan Yeyu's face was silent, and the whole person sat motionless, and in his deep and bottomless pupils, he had already suppressed his smile, and he only looked at Sihan with great depth.

During the whole process, Sihan has been concentrating, and the method of squeezing the pus is also extremely simple and capable, and after a long time, she finished squeezing the pus, and then she breathed a sigh of relief, and began to pull out the silver needles around his wound little by little.

The atmosphere of silence is slightly oppressive, and it makes the scalp tingle slightly.

After a while, Lan Yeyu's gaze on Si Han's face also loosened slightly, and then he said in an extremely rare low voice: "Thank you, eldest princess." ”

Sihan raised the corners of his eyes, raised his eyes to look at him, and sneered, "This palace is just soft-hearted, and I can't see poor people." If the regent is really grateful to the palace, he will devote himself to the country, so that the palace can also be relieved and relieved, so that he will not regret saving a treacherous minister. ”

Lan Yeyu's complexion did not change much, but he did not speak immediately, only slightly took his eyes off Sihan's face, and only said: "In the eyes of Wei Chen, human feelings have long become worthless. Just as the world is indifferent, so the human heart becomes indifferent. But in the past few days, no matter what, the eldest princess has been attentive to Weichen. ”

Attentively?

Sihan put all the silver needles on the stone table, and said indifferently: "Don't think too badly about people's hearts, compared to the regent, this palace is not as ruthless as the regent." Help you today, not for anything else, just because the regent will be well sooner and welcome the matter of the princess and the prince of Tanglin. ”

"The matter between Princess Tanglin and the prince, the eldest princess doesn't have to worry." Lan Yeyu's voice suddenly became distant, and as soon as these words fell, his handsome and handsome face also became complicated, and then the words changed, and he said in a low voice: "Wei Chen wants to ask the eldest princess, if Wei Chen doesn't know how to repay his kindness, and even in the future, it will be unfavorable to the eldest princess, will the eldest princess be angry that she has saved Wei Chen in the past few days, and even regret treating Wei Chen's wounds?" ”

His voice was extremely distant, as if there were complex ups and downs.

Sihan's pupils shrank almost imperceptibly, and his eyes stared at him deeply, "Save everything, what's the use of regretting." It's just that even if the palace resists and is unwilling in every way, the palace still believes in the vision of the first emperor and the vision of the national teacher. ”