"Help the orphans up."
Feng Youxi was about to call the young eunuch to bring the chamber pot when he heard the prince say, "Where is Miss Zhen? I remember, she is cold. Take me to see her."
While he was unconscious, he regained some hazy consciousness for a while.
He remembered that Zhen Qingyin slapped him.
She was probably worried that he was about to die and wanted to wake him up.
I don’t know how frightened she was when she slapped him.
He had to go see her, otherwise if she woke up and couldn't see him, she would think she had killed him and she would be scared and worried.
Zhen Qingyin is sometimes as bold as a person, such as the look in her eyes that she wants to kill him, such as holding a knife in front of him; sometimes she is as timid as a mouse, such as lying obediently in his arms amid flying arrows, or shivering when she stabs him. , for example, he was afraid of being exterminated by the nine clans, and kept telling lies that he liked him and that he wanted to commit himself to him with his body and heart.
The prince suddenly smiled.
He loved the colorful expressions on her face.
Feng Youxi said anxiously: "Your Highness, no! Your injury has not healed, and the imperial doctor has ordered you not to act rashly! Miss Zhen has taken the medicine, and her high fever has turned into a low fever. The imperial doctor said that she will recover in a few days. In a few days, Miss Zhen will Now that the lady is able to get up, I will ask her to come and visit your highness, who is still lying down."
The prince asked seriously: "Feng Youxi, tell me, how much money is a drop of Gu's blood worth?"
Feng Youxi was shocked and didn't know how the blood was involved: "A drop of His Highness's blood is naturally worth a thousand gold, no, it is worth a fortune."
The prince made a calculation in his mind.
He probably lost most of the blood in his body for Zhen Qingyin.
Although he was unconscious, he had feelings when Zhen Qingyin drew his sword. At that time, he felt that he had transformed into the snow on the mountain. When encountering a huge sun, the white snow was forced to melt, forming two rivers, heading towards the mountain. Rushing down, gone never to return.
One river is the knife edge on his back, and one river is the knife edge on his belly.
Feng Youxi had just reported that before the East Palace guards disposed of the stone chamber, the stone bed where he and Zhen Qingyin lay turned almost pink, which was his diluted blood.
This shows that what he felt when he was unconscious was correct, and he did lose a lot of blood.
It was probably Big Bee who thought of a way to save him.
This time, he won the bet.
What he was betting on was that Big Bee would not let him, the "hero", die.
"I have shed blood for her." For some reason, the prince was a little proud and a little sour. The figure of Wei Yi suddenly popped up in his mind. Has Wei Yi shed blood for her? "She worked so hard to conquer the city. She won't be at ease if she doesn't take a look."
Speaking of this, the prince actually felt that all the hardships were over.
He was the crown prince of Dajing, and countless women wanted to marry him, but Zhen Qingyin was not among them.
What's so good about Wei Yi?
Why does a guy like Song Jian have young ladies trying to attack him, but he is shunned by Zhen Qingyin like a scourge?
Fortunately, she finally confessed her "feelings" to him. Whether she was telling the truth or lying, he would listen to her as the truth.
The prince is also a king. If she dares to lie to him, he will punish her for deceiving the king!
If she wasn't afraid of being together, or of implicating her mother, she could just come and "cheat" him.
Feng Youxi felt sour in his heart. His Highness finally managed to see the moonlight after the clouds cleared. How difficult it was.
"Your Highness is as sincere as gold and stone. Yesterday you never left her and always protected her. Miss Zhen has a soft heart, so she will naturally fall in love with Your Highness.
Moreover, the emperor greatly appreciated Miss Zhen's emphasis on love and righteousness. The servants heard that the emperor had revealed that he wanted to promote Miss Zhen's father so that he could make Miss Zhen his royal concubine. I would like to congratulate Your Highness first, my wish has come true. However, it is better for Your Highness not to act. This servant can go visit Miss Zhen on Your Highness's behalf. "
Liangdi?
The prince frowned.
He shed so much blood, so he changed to Liangdi?
Just thinking about it makes me panic.
"There are some things that you can't do for Gu. Gu knows his own body better than the imperial doctor. Stop talking nonsense and help Gu."
The prince thought of something and became worried. Seeing that Feng Youxi was in a dilemma, he simply stood up on the bed by himself.
Feng Youxi groaned, there was really nothing he could do, so he had to carefully help him up, and called a few young eunuchs, eager to carry the prince.
"Your Highness, Miss Zhen is in the tent next door, next to yours." Feng Youxi secretly praised himself for his foresight. Knowing that the prince was thinking about Zhen Qingyin, he placed Zhen Qingyin near him.
Prince: "..."
I just wanted to kick him.
Just a few steps away from his tent, Feng Youxi pushed and blocked him from seeing Zhen Qingyin.
The little eunuchs held up umbrellas and curtains to ensure that no cold wind would reach His Royal Highness.
The maids lit the glazed palace lanterns.
There was originally only a dim lamp lit in the tent, but Du Ruo was standing by Zhen Qingyin's bed when the light suddenly turned on, startling her to wake up immediately.
When she saw the prince, she slipped off the stool and knelt on the ground. She was afraid of waking Zhen Qingyin, so she did not say hello.
This girl is well trained. The prince glanced at her, nodded and motioned for her to get up, and sat on the soft stool brought by Feng Youxi.
Du Ruo stood up, but did not leave. Instead, he stayed closely outside Zhen Qingyin's curtain.
The prince gently pushed open the closed curtain, only opening a palm-wide gap, enough light to shine in, but not enough to wake Zhen Qingyin up.
Zhen Qingyin's expression was peaceful, her cheeks were as red as rouge. She was completely huddled under the quilt, only her face was exposed, and her neck was not exposed at all.
Apparently feeling cold.
The prince whispered: "Add a Tang Pozi."
In this late spring weather, summer is about to begin. Where can I go to find Mrs. Tang?
But if the prince asks for it, then he must have it.
The clever little eunuch hurriedly went to other camps to ask questions, without disturbing his master, and only asked the people below.
In less than a moment, I found one.
The prince tested the temperature and found that it was slightly hot, then stuffed Mrs. Tang into Zhen Qingyin's quilt.
Zhen Qingyin felt the source of heat and turned over, just in time to press the prince's hand under her waist.
The prince was stunned.
On the prairie, the image and touch of a woman's slender waist held in her arms suddenly came into view.
Zhen Qingyin touched Mrs. Tang in a daze, raised her body slightly, and held Mrs. Tang in her arms.
The prince's hand was able to be withdrawn, but he did not take it back. Instead, he stayed in the quilt and gently touched her belly. His eyes were a little excited, and there was some indescribable tenderness in his eyes.
Du Ruo glanced at it and saw only a slight bulge in the quilt, with very small movements. He didn't know what the prince's hands were doing under the quilt.
His hand lingered too long.
"Your Highness!" Du Ruo reminded in a low voice.
If you come to visit your girl in the middle of the night and touch her, do you still want the reputation of her family?
The prince ignored her, but took out his hand, touched Zhen Qingyin's face again, and brushed the hair on her forehead with his fingertips.
Perhaps it was because of Feng Youxi's words "priceless". The more he looked at this face, the more he loved it and couldn't get enough of it.
