Chapter 1386
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Ye Zhen patted him mercilessly on the shoulder. "Have you forgotten?"
Mo Rongzhan felt a throbbing pain. He reached for her hand and chuckled helplessly. "What's wrong? I've made you unhappy again. "
"You said to let Eunuch Fu apply medicine for you, but I don't think you took it seriously at all." Ye Zhen said angrily and took a bottle of ointment from the side. "Take off your clothes."
"Yes, Empress." Mo Rongzhan put down the memorial in his hand and spread his hands for her to untie his clothes.
Ye Zhen's little face was sullen, obviously still angry. "Humph, I don't think you take your injury seriously."
It was indeed just a small injury, a little bruise that would disappear in two days. He had suffered more serious injuries.
However, he would certainly not say this, or she might add a few more wounds to his body.
He was only wearing a thin set of pajamas. When she unbuttoned his shirt, she could see his tanned chest. Ye Rou spread the ointment on her palm before rubbing it on his shoulders. His skin was like silk wrapped in iron. It felt really good to the touch, but there were too many scars on his body.
"Are these injuries all added in the past two years?" Ye Zhen saw the wound on his lower abdomen. He must have suffered a lot of injuries when he fought with Wan Ziliang.
Mo Rongzhan held her fingertips and pulled her to sit on his lap. "It's just a small injury. It will heal in a few days."
Ye Zhen felt that it was certainly not a small injury. She rubbed the bruise on his chest. "When I was at sea, I thought of you every day."
"Then why didn't you come back?" Mo Rongzhan hugged her soft body and kissed the faint fragrance on her body. His heart softened as if soaked in water. At that time, when he fought with Wan Ziliang, he could only stop thinking about her when he devoted himself to the war.
At that time, he didn't know if she was still alive.
"When I come back, you will let me stay in Chengde Villa again. I don't want that." Ye Zhen whispered. She leaned forward and kissed the corner of his mouth. "I will never leave you again."
Mo Rongzhan pressed the back of her head and kissed her hard. He would never let her go again.
"Hmm …" Ye Zhen straddled his waist in his arms and pushed his shoulder. "It's not ready yet."
"Like this." Mo Rongzhan placed his hand on her slender waist, his hot breath brushing against her cheek.
Ye Zhen's cheeks were slightly red. How could she apply the medicine now?
"Are there any bruises on your back?" Ye Rou glared at him and rubbed the wound on his waist. "Don't spar with others so easily in the future. You know that Shui Yichen is not your match."
Mo Rongzhan leaned against the big pillow lazily. He supported her with one hand and moved his other hand to her chest. "Mm."
"Don't touch me!" Ye Zhen cried. "Turn around and let me look at your back."
She was sitting on him and rubbing against him gently. If he could still remain indifferent, then he must be seriously ill.
Mo Rongzhan pinned her under his body. "My back is healed. Now I need your help with something else."
Ye Zhen froze for a moment, not understanding his words. "What?"
"Here." Mo Rongzhan pulled her hand downwards and lowered his head to kiss her lips.
What a bastard!
Ye Zhen squeezed his hand hard. Mo Rongzhan groaned and undid her skirt more forcefully.
Then … the medicine in Ye Zhen's hand was removed.
An ambiguous sound came from the bedroom.
Hong Ling and Hong Ying, who were guarding outside, looked at each other and tactfully walked out.
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It was already night in Honglu Temple. The lights everywhere had been extinguished. Only a few rooms still had faint lights.
Zhao Yong took the medicine Song Honghao sent. He leaned gently on the soft couch and drank it in one gulp. He asked faintly, "What has Rong 'er been doing these two days?"
"The princess seems to have been in her room all the time." Song Honghao whispered. On the second day of the banquet, the emperor let Marquis Anning go back first. Originally, the princess also wanted to go back to Qi, but the emperor let her stay.
He didn't want the princess to go back with Cheng Zheng.
Song Honghao felt that when Cheng Zheng left, the expression on his face was not very good.
Zhao Yong smiled faintly. "Take her to the palace tomorrow."
"Your Majesty, do you have other arrangements for the princess?" Song Honghao whispered. He felt that Zhao Yong's thoughts were getting deeper and deeper. Sometimes, it was hard to guess.
"What arrangements do you think I have for her?" Zhao Yong asked faintly. He had five daughters. Except for Zhao Ning, who he spent less time with, the other daughters were completely under his control. Moreover, they all respected him. Only when he was with Zhao Rao, he sometimes didn't know what to do to make this daughter treat him like his other daughters.
The other daughters all wanted to please him and act like a spoiled child by his side. If he spoke a few words to them, his face would be filled with uncontrollable happiness. However, Shang'er always seemed to be avoiding him and did not see him as a father at all.
Song Honghao looked at the indifferent expression on Zhao Yong's face. He shook his head. "This official doesn't understand."
"I … don't know." He hadn't even decided which son should inherit the throne, let alone how to treat this daughter.
Hearing Zhao Yong's answer, Song Honghao didn't know what to say.
Zhao Yong didn't seem to want to say more. He waved his hand and dismissed him.
The next day, Zhao Rao came to see Zhao Yong early in the morning. She said that she wanted to return to the Qi Kingdom. Now that the ceremony was over, there was nothing else for her to do.
"Now is not the time for you to go back." Zhao Yong said faintly. He didn't agree to let Zhao Rao return to the Qi Kingdom at this time.
"Why?" Zhao Rao couldn't figure out why her father wanted her to stay in the Yuan Kingdom.
Zhao Yong was actually a little depressed. He had always hoped that his daughter would take the initiative to tell him about Lu Wushuang. But after so many days, she still didn't say a word in front of him.
She would rather believe in Cheng Zheng than to trust him, her father.
"I am not in the Qi Kingdom. It is not the right time for you to go back. In the future, even if Cheng Zheng finds out the truth about your mother, others will spread the news to you. You are not in the Qi Kingdom. Let your uncle find out the truth first before you go back." Zhao Yong said coldly.
Zhao Rao looked at him in surprise. "Father … You know?"
"Cheng Zheng wants to find out about the Imperial Concubine. How can he hide it from me?" Zhao Yong looked at Zhao Rao. He saw fear and despair in her eyes. It was as if all her hopes had been shattered if he found out. He felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.
"You let Marquis Anning leave because you don't want him to find out about the past? Do you think I made this up again? "Zhao Rao's tone suddenly became sharp. She looked like a little porcupine.
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