The itch lasted for a while before it got better. Fortunately, there was no other reaction.
Yan Qiu put down the porcelain bowl that was covered with a layer of red liquid. She wrung the liquid dry and wiped the area around Shi Sheng's wound. She lifted the quilt and covered him. "Sleep in my room tonight. I'll go to the study."
Shi Sheng's face, which was buried in the quilt, suddenly lifted up. He said weakly, "You're not sleeping with me?"
Yan Qiu stiffened and said dryly, "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. We … haven't married yet."
"I don't mind." It didn't matter whether they were married or not. It was fine as long as it was him.
"I …"
"I feel uncomfortable." Shi Sheng interrupted Yan Qiu. "What if there are some side effects?"
Yan Qiu was speechless. After a while, she said, "Then, then I'll accompany you by the bed. You can sleep."
Shi Sheng glanced at her, turned his head and buried it in the quilt.
Yan Qiu said that she would accompany him by the bed. She really sat by the bed until dawn.
It was impossible to heal the wound in one go. He had to use this method for seven consecutive days.
There was a lot of blood in the human body. However, she couldn't bear to let it out every day. Yan Qiu's face began to turn pale.
"Your Highness, have a bowl of ginseng soup." Xuan Chen put the ginseng soup in front of Yan Qiu. "There are two more days. You can't go on like this. Why don't you drink mine?"
Yan Qiu shook her head. "Is there any movement from Ning Huan?"
"Nothing, but … the palace sent someone to send an order. They want you to accompany them for the autumn hunt." Xuan Chen paused. "Your Highness, I don't recommend you to go. I'm afraid the emperor wants to use this opportunity to get rid of you."
Yan Qiu drank the soup in one gulp. Her eyes flashed fiercely. "Get rid of me? It's not that easy. Even if I die, I'll drag someone down with me. "
"Then will you bring Hongjin?"
The fierceness in Yan Qiu's eyes was replaced by gentleness. "Even if I don't bring her, she will go by herself."
If he died, how could she live? She had to die with him …
Xuan Chen opened his mouth and stopped.
"What's the matter? What do you want to say?"
Since Yan Qiu asked, Xuan Chen didn't hide it. He said directly, "Your Highness, is it worth it for her? Her … identity is still a little unclear. "
"It's not about whether it's worth it." Yan Qiu lowered her eyes. "When I did these things, I didn't hesitate at all. Since it was my instinct, I didn't have to restrain myself. Even if in the end … I will accept it. "
Upon receiving the answer, not only did Xuanchen not heave a sigh of relief, he even grew more nervous. Why did His Highness seem to have become a completely different person?
Seven days later, Shi Sheng's wound was healed, leaving only a pale pink scar on his back, which still looked hideous.
Shi Sheng put on her clothes piece by piece. Xuan Chen was waiting outside. When he saw her come out, a trace of sadness flashed past his eyes. He bowed slightly. "His Highness is in the West Court."
Now that His Highness liked her, she was half his master.
"Has anyone been looking for me these days?"
"The Hall Master of the Cool Breeze Hall came, but he was chased out by His Highness." Xuanchen said expressionlessly. "Hongjin, don't disappoint His Highness."
Since His Highness had chosen her, his only hope now was that this woman was not here to deceive His Highness.
Shi Sheng pursed his lips and said confidently, "Of course I won't disappoint him."
"Let's hope so." Xuanchen threw down these words and walked in another direction. It was obvious that he did not want to see her.
Shi Sheng found Yan Qiu in the pavilion of the West Court. He had finished writing the words that he had not finished the last time and laid them out in front of him.
Kill Yan Duotian.
He was so engrossed in the words that he did not even notice Shi Sheng coming over.
"You don't even know if you are going to be killed. Can't you be a little more vigilant?" Shi Sheng walked over to him.
"I know it's you." Yan Qiu said indifferently.
Shi Sheng was instantly amused. He pulled Yan Qiu's sleeve and leaned over.
Yan Qiu dodged, but his hand held onto Shi Sheng's waist. "Stop fooling around."
Shi Sheng pursed his lips. He leaned against Shi Sheng's chest and looked at the words on the table. "What's wrong? Do you want to rebel?"
Yan Qiu reached out to cover the paper. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid that if I lose, I won't even be able to protect you."
"Be more confident! If you want to rebel, you have to show the spirit of rebellion. If you are already worried about losing, how can you win? " Shi Sheng patted him on the shoulder. "If you show the spirit of rebellion, you will have won half the battle."
"I have too much to lose." Yan Qiu hugged Shi Sheng and sat her down. He let her hold the brush while he held her hand to write. "When I was young, I thought I was the luckiest prince to have a mother and father who loved me dearly."
"Before I was ten, I was no different from other princes. I was even more arrogant and unscrupulous because I knew that my father would support me."
"That was my tenth birthday …" Yan Qiu paused and kissed Shi Sheng on the cheek, as if seeking a sense of security. "Many people came to celebrate my birthday. It was a spectacular scene. But I didn't see my father, so I sneaked away from the banquet and went to look for him."
"I didn't hear what my father said. But when he saw me, I was suddenly enlightened by the hatred in his eyes. Although he quickly stopped looking at me and didn't show it again, I couldn't forget it. "
"The people around me were all arranged by my father. For a long time, I felt that they were watching me. The older I grew, the clearer I saw things. My father seemed to love me, but it was just a show. He put me on the cusp of the storm. If I couldn't stand firm, I would be swallowed up. "
"I lost my freedom and self. I became his chess piece. For a long time, I couldn't understand how a person could be so heartless when they wanted to be ruthless. But now I understand … "
Yan Qiu finished the last stroke. "So, I don't want to lose you again."
On the paper, it was written in black and white — The imperial family is heartless.
Shi Sheng moved his hand and the calligraphy appeared at the bottom like a dog's scrawl — If the heavens don't tolerate you, then go against the heavens.
After a while, Yan Qiu pursed his lips and smiled. "You need to practice your handwriting more."
She didn't know how to embroider. Her handwriting was like a dog's scrawl. She probably didn't know how to play the zither or compose poems. But she was good at murder and arson …
"The words aren't important. Look at the content!" Shi Sheng pointed at the blank space on the paper. Her calligraphy looked like a ghost. Ordinary people wouldn't be able to understand the calligraphy of someone who knew how to draw talismans.
"Shameless boasting." Although he said that, his tone was full of affection.
"I'm going to do something to that chatterbox. Are you coming?" Shi Sheng turned around and put his arms around Yan Qiu's neck. He looked up at her slightly.
"Chatterbox?" Who was it?
"The one from Qingfeng Hall."
Yan Qiu: "…"
That gigolo? No, Little Black Face? What did Little Black Face have that was worth her attention?
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Little Black Face:!??? WTF？？？
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