Heavenly World
Cold stone!
Mo Ruo had uttered this phrase countless times since he was young.
But how was he cold?
He was clearly a warm-hearted person!
If not for the pillow pressing against his back, he would have thrown it at Mo Ruo.
Mo Ruo carefully wrapped the crushed herbs in a white cloth, then placed it in a bowl and soaked it in clear water.
She didn't forget to remind Jing Rong, "When the medicinal herb's medicinal properties have completely melted into this bowl of water, you must drink it without leaving a single drop. Otherwise, don't blame me if there are any lingering illnesses in the future."
Jing Rong glanced at the bowl of medicine.
"It won't kill me, right?"
"Yes, of course it will. Moreover, it's highly toxic, especially for lovers like you." Mo Ruo answered seriously.
"…" Jing Rong was speechless.
Mo Ruo saw that it was getting late, so he said, "I have to return to Yuhua Pavilion. If you send people to smash it, I'll be able to collect some money. Otherwise, I'll have to sleep on the streets and not be able to afford a quilt."
"Get lost." Jing Rong glanced at him.
"Inhumane!"
Mo Ruo cursed him, waved his sleeves, and left.
Not long after, Lang Po came in and worriedly asked, "Your Highness, how are you feeling?"
"With Mo Ruo here, this prince will be fine." Jing Rong's heavy eyelids narrowed. "Oh right, how is Yunshu now?"
"Aunt Ji … Teacher Ji is fine."
"Mm! That's good. "
Suddenly, an imperial guard's voice came from outside.
"Teacher Ji, why are you here?"
"I'm looking for Your Highness!"
"His Highness, he …"
Without waiting for the imperial guard to finish, Ji Yunshu hurriedly rushed into the courtyard and prepared to enter the room.
Jing Rong pondered for a moment, then the corners of his mouth curved into a mischievous smile.
Then, he immediately lay down on the quilt, closed his eyes, raised his hand, and secretly waved it.
He signaled Lang Po to leave.
Too treacherous!
Lang Po secretly gave his prince a big thumbs up.
Then, he lowered his head with a smile and left, blocking Ji Yunshu at the door.
"Teacher Ji, His Highness is still unconscious and your body is not well. Please return." Lang Po's expression was solemn.
"Don't stop me." Ji Yunshu stubbornly pushed him away and entered the room.
The guards outside were about to follow them in, but Lang Po stopped them and whispered, "Remember, you didn't see anything, understand?"
I don't understand!
Why didn't you see anything?
The two guards looked at each other and nodded in the end.
Lang Po smiled and closed the door.
He muttered, "Your Highness, this subordinate can only help you this much."
Inside the house!
When Ji Yunshu entered, she saw Jing Rong lying unconscious on the bed.
She trotted over to the bed and sat down.
His pale, handsome face was no longer as spirited as it used to be. Although he looked weak and frail, his eyebrows were still sharp and alert, tightly knitted together.
Seeing him like this, Ji Yun's eyes reddened and glistened with tears.
He could not help but feel a pain in his chest, and his brows furrowed!
His dry lips pursed, and his slender fingers reached out from his sleeves and pressed on the bedding.
"Your Highness?" She softly called out a few times.
There was no response.
"From Jinjiang to the capital, it has already been several months. Every time I am in danger, you are always by my side, helping me time and time again, saving me. I may not be able to repay this kindness in my lifetime. This time, it is because of me that you have suffered such heavy injuries and ended up in this state. How can I ever repay you?"
Her voice was hoarse and choked with sobs.
There was no movement from Jing Rong on the bed.
"Jing Rong, I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. You must wake up, otherwise, I won't be able to forgive myself for the rest of my life."
She choked with sobs and tears flowed out of her eyes.
The ice-cold tears dripped onto the back of Jing Rong's hand.
That penetrating cold feeling seeped into his skin and flesh. It seemed to follow the tiny blood vessels and slowly spread throughout his entire body.
Jing Rong's heart trembled. He was obviously freezing cold, but at this moment, his heart was filled with warmth.
Ji Yunshu was crying for him!
Yes, she was crying so bitterly because of him.
Didn't that mean that in her heart, there was more than just guilt?
Ji Yunshu wiped her tears and took a deep breath. She grabbed Jing Rong's wrist and was about to shove his arm back into the quilt.
Suddenly, her slender fingers were grabbed by Jing Rong's palm and pressed against his chest.
"Ah!"
Ji Yunshu was startled.
She saw Jing Rong's eyes open, looking at her affectionately.
A devilish smile bloomed on his lips as he said, "You owe this Prince. You can use yourself to repay me."
"…"
The next moment, he propped himself up from the bed with difficulty.
"Idiot, didn't this Prince say that I won't die? This Prince won't die. "
Only then did Ji Yunshu realize that she had fallen into a huge pit.
"Liar!"
She forcefully pushed Jing Rong away and was about to get up.
"Ah!"
Jing Rong clutched his chest in pain, his brows tightly knitted.
Seeing this, Ji Yunshu sat back on the bed and worriedly asked, "Did I touch your wound? I didn't do it on purpose."
"Do you feel sorry for me?"
"I just … Ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, Jing Rong lifted the quilt and quickly grabbed her slender waist. He carried her to the bed and shoved her into the quilt.
She didn't even have time to struggle before Jing Rong covered her with the quilt again. He held her tightly in his arms from behind and pressed his chin on her thin shoulder.
"What are you doing? Let me go! "
Ji Yunshu wriggled and struggled.
Jing Rong put his mouth on her earlobe and whispered, "Don't move. I'm hurting all over."
"…"
Sure enough, she settled down.
She was afraid that if she moved again, Jing Rong would hurt her.
She bit her lip and said nervously, "Your Highness, please let me go first. If others see us like this, they will …"
"No one will come in," replied Jing Rong. The next moment, the corner of his mouth curled into an evil smile. With a bit of anger, he said, "Do you remember what I said before? If you don't care about your own safety and act recklessly, I will follow my own temper and throw you on the red bed."
'Oh my god, I'm going to fall into this beast's clutches.'
Ji Yunshu immediately struggled again, "What nonsense are you talking about? Quickly let me go."
"I already said that this Prince is hurting all over. If this Prince fainted from the pain, you will be held responsible."
"Scoundrel!"
"Be quiet, otherwise, this Prince will strip you naked and let you have a taste of Celestial World."
Celestial World?
What a liar!
Ji Yunshu's mouth twitched. She didn't feel good.
That injured beast actually wanted to learn from a tiger and pounce on its prey like a hungry wolf. Did he have any shame?
Ji Yunshu almost rolled her eyes at him.
Jing Rong's hand that was holding her waist tightened.
The two people under the quilt clung tightly to each other, full of ambiguity.
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