Rong He and Mu Qingnuan left from the front yard and did not warm up the Xiang Pavilion.

At this time, there were two carriages parked in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion, one was for Rong He to sit on weekdays, and the other was for Mu Qingnuan to sit on when he traveled.

Rong He raised his head and gently rubbed Mu Qingnuan's face with his fingertips, "I won't go with you over there in the Ye Mansion." ”

Mu Qingnuan was slightly stunned, glanced at the carriage of the Xuanyou Palace, and nodded with a smile, "Then the prince will go back to rest earlier." ”

"Hmm." Rong He nodded, sent Mu Qingnuan into the carriage, and watched her leave before he got into the carriage.

After Rong He got into the carriage, the carriage moved slowly. At this time, there was not only one person in the carriage......

"Lord Wang, my subordinates will help you take off the Qingxuan limb." Fu An looked at Rong He's slightly pale face and said.

"Hmm." Although Rong He's face was pale, there was nothing unusual in his expression, even his voice was still so careless.

It's just that if you listen carefully, you will find that his voice is no longer as clear as usual, with a faint hint of hoarseness, and there is pain hidden in it.

Rong He leaned against the wall of the car, with a slight exhaustion on his face. Fu An lifted his robe, and then slowly rolled up his trouser legs.

As the trouser legs slowly rolled up, Rong You's shrunken and ugly legs were revealed. In addition to the bruises and blackening of the places around the knees, there are many other places where Rong and his legs bear the terrifying marks of purple and black, and these places are the marks left by the Qingxuan limbs.

Looking at the situation of Rong He's legs, Fu An's eyes sank, he raised his head and said to Rong He, "Lord Wang, bear with me." Then he began to slowly remove the Qingxuan limbs fixed on Rong and his legs.

Because the eight green iron nails were almost driven into the flesh and bones, taking them off was undoubtedly like taking out a bone from the flesh, and the pain was very bearable. But Ronghe frowned slightly, and then his face was calm, as if he was not the one who suffered the ultimate pain.

Seeing this, Fu An's movements in his hands became faster and more stable. The fact that the prince did not show the pain does not mean that he is not in pain. Only by taking off the Qingxuan limb quickly can we prevent the pain from continuing to spread......

It took about a quarter of an hour for Qing Xuan's limb to be removed, and at this time, Rong He was almost unconscious from pain. It's not that it doesn't hurt, it's just that it hurts to a certain extent, and it's already numb.

Fu An put Qing Xuan's limbs aside, quickly took out the plaster that had been prepared a long time ago, applied it to Ronghe, and then bandaged it.

"Lord Wang, you can't use the Qingxuan limb for at least a month, otherwise you ......" Originally, if you only used the Qingxuan limb occasionally, then every time you use it, make sure that it is not for a long time. After use, as long as the plaster is applied, there will be no sequelae after ten days.

But in the past nearly a month, the number of times the prince has used the Qingxuan limb too often, and the time for each use is not short, and he wore it last night or even all night......

As long as the Qingxuan limb is carried, it will be accompanied by pain, not only when walking. And the pain accumulated for such a long time had already overwhelmed his already poisoned legs.

Rong He didn't respond when he heard the words, his eyes were slightly closed, and he leaned against the wall of the car like this, his expression was faint.

Fu An was afraid that he didn't listen to what he said, and said, "If you continue like this, even if you use Qingxuan Limb in the future, you may never be able to stand up again." ”