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Wei Xiang let the subordinates go first, entered the inner courtyard by himself, and came to the outside of the main house.

The lights were still on in the house, and apparently, she was still awake.

Yixuan couldn't sleep happily.

Some time ago, she was too tense, the whole person was in an extremely nervous state, her mood was very bad, and she couldn't show it, so she greeted Zhao Yan with a smile every day.

She was teetering on the brink of depression.

Now that Zhao Zhen has come back safely, their family is reunited, and happiness is a little unreal.

What is the sea of swords and fires outside, she is not afraid.

The sword mountain is a sea of fire, and she accompanies him to break through.

Shuang'er pointed out the window, where there was a dark shadow.

"Check it out." Yixuan whispered.

Shuang'er quietly opened the door a crack, and when she looked at it, she found that it was Wei Xiang, and was a little surprised: "Huh? Lord Wei? Is there something wrong with you? ”

Wei Xiang nodded, he didn't know what kind of situation was inside and didn't dare to go in casually, still standing in place: "Please come out of the princess, I have something important to say to her." ”

"Okay, you wait."

Yixuan got up, opened the door, and walked towards him with a smile, "What's wrong?" ”

Wei Xiang's throat was astringent, and it was difficult to speak in the face of this smiling face.

The prince didn't want her to know, but he was afraid that she would be sad.

But you can't keep it like this.

"The prince is injured."

"I know."

She thought that he was talking about the stab that Zhang Qianyuan stabbed, and she should have almost recovered, so she planned to wait for Zhao Zhen to finish the matter before asking.

"The prince was injured by a hidden arrow when he came out of Nanyuan, and the arrow was poisonous, and the prince couldn't see clearly when he first saw you. Just now, Hu Zhixian helped the prince treat his wounds, and the injuries are no longer serious, but the prince is very weak now, and the princess had better take care of it. ”

Yixuan was stunned when she heard this.

It turned out that what he had just said was to deal with the wound.

She was still holding him back at the door, delaying for so long, delaying his injuries.

Yi Xuan suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

Why didn't she see that Zhao Zhen was being strong.

His face was pale, and she thought it was hard work in prison.

He said that he couldn't lift his arm, but he was actually afraid that she would find out that he was poisoned.

Yixuan pursed her lips, "I'll go over now." ”

*

The bed tent in the guest room was put down, only one candle was left, and Hu Zhixian was decocting medicine in the tea room next door, and there were only two maids in the room.

Yixuan waved her hand and let them go down.

She stretched out her hand to open the bed tent, and saw Zhao Zhen's sleeping face.

It was probably painful, and he was still frowning, and there was fine sweat on his forehead.

Yixuan took out his handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat off his head.

Then sit quietly on the edge of the bed and watch him.

It's been a long time since I've seen him like this.

His eyebrows and eyes are resolute, and he is really majestic when he doesn't smile, but when he laughs, he makes her want to drown in them.

After a few days in prison, his cheeks became even thinner and slightly sunken. She was so distressed to watch.

Be sure to make more delicious food to replenish him.

Yi Xuan went to shake his hand, the man's palm was large, the bones were distinct, the skin of the palm was rough, and there was a rough callus where the handle of the knife was held all the year round.

It's not a nice pair of hands.

Through the weather.

But she loved it so much.

She has seen Wen Changbai and Zhao Yan's hands, the same slender and fair, Wen Changbai is a little rougher, Zhao Yan is pampered, and his hands are very well maintained, which can stand up to his handsome face.

Their hands never hurt her.

Yixuan slowly leaned down, rubbing her cheek against the man's palm.

Warm feeling.

Her cheeks were a little hot, and she sat up, but Zhao Zhen was very unaccustomed to it, and grabbed the hem of her clothes at once.

But did not wake up.

Yixuan couldn't help but laugh and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't leave." ”

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, Yixuan felt that Zhao Zhen's breathing had become more even than just now.

She casually took the comb next to her and combed it with Zhao Zhen's loose black hair. The force is very light, for fear that he will wake up Zhao Zhen with a little more force.

There was no sound in the room.

Zhao Zhen slept peacefully, her brows gradually stretched, and it seemed that the pain faded away under her comfort.

Her lips are shallow, and her gaze is as gentle as water.

About half an hour passed, Hu Zhixian came in with a medicine bowl, and saw the prince holding the hem of the princess's clothes and sleeping soundly.

He grinned.

"Princess, tell the prince to get up and drink the medicine." Hu Zhixian whispered.

Yi Xuan looked at the face of the man in his sleep, and couldn't bear to call him, but he was worried about his body, so he nodded and motioned for Hu Zhixian to put down the medicine bowl.

She feeds it herself.

Hu Zhixian said before leaving: "I have been living in the mansion recently, and the princess has something to call me." ”

Yixuan agreed.

She stretched out her hand, slowly stroked Zhao Zhen's eyebrows, and called him: "Lord Wang, it's time to drink medicine." ”

Zhao Zhen did not move.

Yi Xuan leaned down and leaned closer to him, "Lord Wang? ”

Zhao Zhen fell asleep in a daze and heard Yixuan's voice.

Gentle and gentle, like a breeze lingering among the flowers on a spring day.

Hook the heart itches.

He wanted to hear her scream a few more times.

"Lord Wang, get up and drink the medicine first, and then sleep later, okay?" The girl's breath was warm, stained with his earlobes, and the sound was very close, followed by the faint sweet fragrance of the girl's body.

Zhao Zhen's throat moved, wandering in a half-dream.

Until the girl's hand was on his Adam's apple.

He opened his eyes suddenly.

Yixuan just felt strange why he could still move his Adam's apple when he was asleep.

Or are you awake and deliberately ignore her?

So she boldly touched it with her index finger.

Then the man woke up.

Zhao Zhen hadn't calmed down, and looked at her a little confused.

Yixuan knelt on the ground on both knees, propped up the bed on both elbows, rested her head on the back of her hands, and looked at him with a pair of clear dark eyes, blinking twice.

"Drink the medicine."

Only then did Zhao Zhen realize that he was not dreaming just now, it was true.

He touched her face pityingly: "Why are you here?" ”

Of course, Yixuan would not say that it was Wei Xiang's secret.

"I came to see you, but I didn't expect you to be hurt." Her eyelids drooped and she asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

"It doesn't hurt." It doesn't hurt to see you.

Yi Xuan stared at the place where the white cloth was wrapped around Zhao Zhen's shoulder, a little red blood oozed out, and her heart twitched uncomfortably.

"I'll help you up, drink the medicine first." The tone is soft, as if coaxing a child.

Zhao Zhen smiled, thinking about the value of this arrow.

Yixuan put two soft pillows behind his head, half-lifted him up, then took the medicine bowl and stirred it, scooped up a spoonful, she blew first, and then tested the temperature with her lips before feeding him.

Zhao Zhen watched her do everything.

My heart warms as if it's going to melt.

She reached for the spoon, and he drank it, the temperature of the medicine was just right, but it was a little bitter.

He had long been accustomed to the bitter taste of medicine, and it was not difficult to swallow.

But at this moment—

"It's bitter." He said.

He stared straight at her, obviously waiting for her to speak.

Yi Xuan was stunned, she never thought that Zhao Zhen would be bitter, and she didn't prepare something to suppress the bitterness.

She pursed her lower lip, "I'll go to the tea room to get candied fruit, can you wait for me?" ”

The girl had self-reproach in her eyes.

Why was she always so careless with him?

"No, there's it here."

"Huh?"

The girl looks left and right, how can there be preserves?

Zhao Zhen hooked his lips, hiding a smile in his eyes, and he hooked his hand at her.

Yixuan leaned over.

"Here." His thumb rubbed against her lips, then hooked her neck and pressed it.

Yixuan's whole body fell on him.

His lips pressed up, with a hint of arrogance, but he never pried her teeth open.

Even so, it kissed out the lingering and sympathetic taste.

For a moment, he let go of his hand, his dark eyes staring at her, full of smiles.

"You ......" Yixuan blushed.

"What's wrong with me?"

Shameless.

But it's really sweet.

Not only in the mouth, but also in the heart.

Yixuan lowered her head and smiled.

After feeding a bowl of medicine, Zhao Zhen lay down again, Yixuan covered him with a quilt, and asked him, "Why didn't you tell me about the injury?" ”

Zhao Zhen's eyes moved away, "The injury is not serious." ”

Yi Xuan died of anger.

Why is the injury not serious? Matters that matter with a stake in one's life have to be strong, or must a person die to be considered serious?

"I think it's serious." Yixuan was serious, "You are not allowed to hide anything from me in the future." Or—"

Zhao Zhen raised his eyes to look at her.

"I'll go back to my parents' house and ignore you." It's obviously a threat, but she said it aggrieved.

Zhao Zhen helplessly held his forehead and smiled, the laughter was low, and the wound hurt a little.

But he couldn't stop.

How can it be so cute.

is so cute that he can't even let her suffer a little grievance, he just wants to put it in his arms and it hurts.

"You haven't said yes yet!" Just know how to laugh!

Zhao Zhen said "mm-hmm" twice and nodded, "Okay, lady." ”

Yi Xuan showed a satisfied smile at this time, her eyes blinked, and Zhao Zhen knew what she had in mind.

Really.

"Let me see your injuries."

She was worried that he would not be able to recover well in prison and that his wounds would worsen.

Zhao Zhen didn't want her to see it.

It's not pretty, and the hideous scar is ugly and dead.

"It's all raised, there's nothing to see." He smiled.

"No, you must show me, otherwise I won't worry."

Zhao Zhen was silent, and his hand reached into the quilt to cover the knife wound in his abdomen.

Unlike the old scars on his body, which were pale in color and thin, this scar was ugly, dark, and hideous on the skin.

Like a centipede.

The more he refused to show her, the more worried she became, did it get worse? She prayed with her eyes.

Show me, okay?

Zhao Zhen couldn't refuse her in the end, closed his eyes and said, "Look." ”

He didn't want to see her disgusted eyes.

Yixuan gently lifted the quilt, and Zhao Zhen's heart tightened.

Then even the thin clothes were lifted away.

He pursed his lips tightly, eager to cover the scar with his hand immediately.

But he just clenched his fists, his muscles stiffened, and endured the silence like a knife.

Don't look, don't look baby.

It's really ugly.

However, in the next moment, her lips fell slightly, falling like a feather on his hideous scar.

Soft and warm.

He opened his eyes and looked at her in astonishment.