On the second day, when Sheng Guangji came, Almond was in a daze in bed.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, she thanked her in a hoarse voice.

"Thank you, Lord Wang."

She was much better and could at least speak.

But the throat is still a little dry, and it may take a few more days to recover.

Sheng Guangji put the empty bowl in his hand on the table and sat back on the edge of the bed again.

"I think you must be curious why I proposed to Your Majesty that you come."

Almond was indeed very curious, but she didn't know that this matter was actually mentioned by the prince himself.

"Why?"

Why did you take her in...... Save her?

Obviously, there is very little intersection between the two, why should he care about her as an irrelevant person?

Almond was puzzled and glad that if Sheng Guangji left her alone, she would probably suffocate to death in the palace.

"Because of a word." Sheng Guangji replied.

One word?

There are only a handful of things they have ever said, which one is that?

As if seeing her incomprehension, Sheng Guangji recalled the scene of that night for her.

"Do you remember what I asked you at the celebration of our first meeting?"

Under Sheng Guangji's description, Almond suddenly remembered the scene at that time.

The poetry book carelessly broke the wine bottle, and the fragments of the wine bottle also scratched the prince's hand.

In a hurry, she took the initiative to bandage the wound for the prince, and apologized for the poem.

How did the prince respond to her at that time?

He seemed to be asking, "You are not the one who hurt me, why do you apologize?" ”

At this point, Almond repeats the phrase.

Sheng Guangji nodded, "Then how did you answer me?" ”

Almond thought for a long time and hesitated: "The slave sees the little palace maid pitiful and wants to help her?" ”

Sheng Guangji replied: "You also know that you are a minion, how can you help her?" ”

Almond wondered, what are they doing here?

Reminiscing about the past?

Is there anything wrong with these words?

Sheng Guangji saw her doubts and smiled.

"That night you said that the king was injured, and you were as sad as if you were also injured."

Well, she seems to have said that.

Because she can't see others hurt the most, the pain is like contagious, which makes people feel empathy.

But......

Is there anything wrong with this?

Sheng Guangji told her the answer.

"Seeing the almonds being tortured, the king felt very uncomfortable, as if he was being tortured. Therefore, I ask Your Majesty to grant you to me. ”

So, is that so?

Because of a momentary act of kindness, in exchange for a friendly return.

Almond was stunned and didn't know how to respond for a while.

But Sheng Guangji didn't seem to need her response, just said to herself.

"Like you, this king was always willing to help when he saw someone in need. My Majesty, who was once a young child, was not the emperor at that time, but my imperial brother. I was very caring and caring, and I helped him a lot. ”

However, to help others, you must do what you can, not gamble everything to fulfill others. Because once the consequences are severe, the people you have helped will not be able to help you anymore. ”

At this, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

It sounds like the prince seems to have experienced it before he came to such an insight.

But isn't helping others at the beginning without asking for anything in return, and willingly?

Thinking so, she also asked.

Sheng Guangji looked at her seriously, with a light in her eyes that she couldn't understand.

"But, Almond, you helped that palace maid that night, and if I pursue you, do you know what the consequences will be?"

Almond thought about it, for the crime of hurting the royal family, I am afraid that she and Shishu will have to be dragged into the Criminal Justice Division and beaten thirty times.

Fortunately, Lord Wang has a large number of them, so he didn't bother with them.

Almond rejoiced: "Thanks to the fact that the prince is a kind-hearted person, he has been exempted from the guilt of me and the poetry book." But if I do it again, I may still help the poetry book, because since I have seen it, if I don't help, I will be upset. ”

Sheng Guangji smiled when she heard this, and asked her again.

"But you helped others, so when you fell into the abyss, did they ever come to help you?"

Almond looked at the person in front of him and subconsciously said, "Lord Wang, you." ”

Sheng Guangji ignored her rudeness many times, and rescued her from the dire situation at a critical moment, and she was grateful.

"If this king doesn't help you, what will happen to you this time? This king can't save you every time, can he? ”

Almond hesitated.

She remembered how she seemed to be going to sleep forever.

If the prince doesn't come and take her away, she will die, right?

No, she won't die, and His Majesty will never let her go.

As if seeing through his thoughts, Sheng Guangji chuckled.

"So, anytime, before you help someone, think about the consequences, don't be blindly impulsive, you know?"

What the prince said is naturally right.

Almond nodded, taking it to heart.

"Okay, you have a good rest, and this king will come to see you later."

Almond hurriedly propped herself up and wanted to sit up, but she fell back to the bed weakly.

There was no way, she had to say goodbye softly.

"The prince walks slowly."

Perhaps because she had slept too long these days, Almond lay on the bed in a daze, not sleepy at all.

The head is very clear, but if you want to think about something, it is blank.

She lay like this for a long time, and it was not until night came that she slowly closed her eyes.

Almond fell asleep, but on the other side, there was someone who had insomnia for half the night.

*

Sheng Jingyu had insomnia, and on the second night after sending the almonds away.

In fact, he didn't sleep well last night, but tonight, the night was even longer.

He lay down in distraught for half the night, couldn't help it, got up and went to the window to blow the cold wind.

It wasn't until his head cleared up a little that he went back to bed.

I finally fell asleep, but I had another dream.

In the dream, it was in Jing'an Palace, by the bath.

Almond was serving him to bathe, and those small nephrite-like hands slid across his chest and abdomen, causing him to tremble with splashes and ripples.

Her hand slowly descended, hooking up flames all the way, tickling his heart unbearably.

Seeing that her hand was about to reach underwater, it suddenly stopped, and still refused to move any further.

He was a little anxious, and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"What's wrong? Why not continue? ”

Almond's voice is delicate and innocent.

"Do you need to clean underwater?"

Without hesitation, he replied, "Yes." ”

When Almond heard this, the jade hands reached into the water, and this time, he did not stop it.

However, at the critical moment, he was so nervous that the picture suddenly changed.

"Your Majesty, I miss you, how do you write these four words?"

Almond sat at the desk, brush in hand, reluctant to fall on the paper.

Before he could react to the change of scene, his blood was boiling for a long time.

At this time, I only wish that Almond was holding not a brush in his hand, but ......

Damn it!

What was he thinking?!

But......

Isn't this a dream?

Why can't he think?

Does he have to restrain himself even in his dreams?