"Don't you want this king to die?" Zhu Changxun's eyes moved slightly, and he asked softly.

"Of course I don't want you dead!" Jiang Shu didn't think about it, and blurted out, "If you die, what will I do?" ”

"It turns out that this king is so important in the princess's heart," Zhu Changxun held back the pain of the wound, chuckled, the smile reached deep into his eyes, and his tone was a little happy at the same time, "If I knew that the princess would be so worried about the king's injury, this king should have found a chance to be injured earlier, so that I could know earlier that the princess actually cares about the king." ”

"Who cares about you!" Jiang Shu's slight emotion that had risen because he saved him suddenly disappeared without a trace, and helped him walk to the steps in front of the nearby jewelry store and sat down and said, "If you were injured earlier, it has nothing to do with me!" I don't want you to die, because we have just gotten married, and if something happens to you at this time, the emperor and the concubine will think that I am a kefu, so that you will be assassinated, what if you are sent to the cold palace? ”

"You think about the long term," Zhu Changxun couldn't help but be a little amused when he heard this, his eyes narrowed, and he joked, "But...... Father pointed you to this king, indeed as you think, for this king to win over your father Ye Xianggao, if this king is gone, there is no need to win him over, there is no need to take care of him, so it is possible to deal with you like this. ”

"I said I didn't care about my father's position, so I'll admit it." By the moonlight, he tore open the sleeve on his right side, revealing the injured position of his right shoulder, Jiang Shu took out a purse that could not be distinguished from the night from his arms, poured out all the small paper bags containing various kinds of medicinal powders inside, raised them to his nose and smelled them one by one, selected the Panax notoginseng powder that could stop the bleeding, unfolded it and poured it on his wound.

The pain of the medicinal powder seeping into the flesh and blood was more intense than that of the sword, Zhu Changxun couldn't help but snort, looked at her sideways and said, "What do you use for this king?" ”

"Arsenic—" Jiang Shu glanced at him lightly, raised his hand to tear a strip of cloth from the hem of his clothes, and gestured twice towards the wound, considering how to tie it properly.

"No, shouldn't I tear you," Zhu Changxun didn't believe that it really could be arsenic, and looked down at the hem of her skirt, "This storyteller, but that's what he said." ”

"......" Jiang Shu's expression couldn't help but stiffen, and the hands holding the strips of cloth also followed, groaned slightly, raised his eyes to look at him, and tried his best to keep himself calm, "My skirt is good, isn't it a pity to tear it, your shirt is already torn anyway, and you will lose it when you go back, so why care if it is more seriously broken?" ”

"This ...... Quite right. Zhu Changxun thought for a while, felt that this was reasonable, and nodded in agreement.

After a pause, seeing that she was no longer talking, he lowered his head and tied up the wound for himself with the strip of cloth, opened the corners of his mouth again, and clarified what he had just said: "This king just said that my father's intention in pointing you to this king was to win over your father for this king, but I didn't say that this king married you for this." ”

"Since it's not for this, why does the prince let go of his insistence on refusing to marry for a few years and marry me back to the house?" Jiang Shu tied the wound for him, tied the rest of the cloth into a dead knot that was not easy to loose, and asked lightly.

"......" goes back to this question.

Regarding this, the two of them have been entangled several times, but there is no result, Zhu Changxun knew that this time must be the same, smiled bitterly, endured the pain of the wound, looked at her fixedly, and said: "Jiang Shu, whether you believe it or not, this king really doesn't care about your father's position, this king ......"

"Lord Wang, didn't we say okay, let time prove it," Jiang Shu didn't wait for him to finish, and interrupted him lightly, "Lord Wang's injury is serious, although the bleeding has stopped temporarily, it is not appropriate to stay here for a long time, it is better to go back to the house early and bandage it well." ”

“…… It's good. Zhu Changxun nodded slowly, stood up with her support, and walked towards the road under the bright fireworks and bright moonlight of the fifteenth night.