Luo Yao raised her eyes and saw Xiao Yan's handsome face magnified many times. She muttered dissatisfiedly, "Is it possible that you are suffering from love poisoning so early in the morning?"
After waiting for a moment and seeing that Xiao Yan made no other movements, she simply moved closer to Xiao Yan to find out what happened to him.
Facing his pale face, Luo Yao couldn't help but sigh, "She looks so good even when she is sick, tsk tsk...it's a pity that she doesn't have a brain that can match her appearance."
As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Yan suddenly slowly opened his eyes, and the two looked at each other awkwardly.
Seeing her lying on top of him, Xiao Yan frowned suddenly, "What did you do to me?"
Because she gave Xiao Yan medicine last night, Luo Yao took off his shirt. At this moment, his naked upper body was only wrapped with some gauze to wrap the wound.
The two of them could even hear each other's heartbeats through Luo Yao's gauze clothes.
The position of the woman on top and the man on the bottom is indeed particularly ambiguous.
Glancing at their postures, Luo Yao hurriedly explained, "It's not me, it's you..."
"It seems that you have been clamoring for reconciliation before, all because of your tactics."
"..."
If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have saved him and let him die here.
She rolled her eyes at him angrily, and she couldn't bear to reply, "I was sleeping well, but you suddenly dragged me into your arms like you were hysterical, and now you want to beat me up, so I don't have to save you."
Reminded by her words, Xiao Yan only then noticed his two hands, one holding her wrist and the other around her waist.
This posture made it seem like he was really forcing her into his arms.
He recognized the reality in his heart, but he still refused to admit it and snorted coldly: "Who knows if you did it intentionally or what means you used to induce me."
"..."
She was completely speechless!
Xiao Yan looked at her face, and the figure of the little girl in the dream flashed through his mind. This was the second time that little girl appeared in his mind. Who was that little girl?
Luo Yao met his gaze and asked angrily: "Have you seen enough?"
He coughed slightly in embarrassment and immediately looked away.
"Let me go when you've seen enough." Luo Yao spoke again.
Xiao Yan took back his hand silently. Luo Yao got up from him with a look of disgust on his face, stood in front of the bed with her back to him, and arranged her messy clothes.
"hiss--"
His attention was all on Luo Yao just now. After Luo Yao left, he felt the pain in his back. "Did you take care of my injury?"
"if not?"
Xiao Yan glanced at her coldly and said no more.
"Originally, your injury is on your back, so you should sleep on your stomach, but if you insist on lying on your back, then I have to do whatever you want."
Ignoring her, Xiao Yan gestured with his hands to get up. As soon as he moved, he immediately froze in place with a heavy face.
She hurriedly approached Xiao Yan, "What's wrong with you?"
"The wound on my back seems to have collapsed." Xiao Yan had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead due to pain, but he still spoke to Luo Yao calmly.
"What are you talking about? I managed to bandage your wound, but it burst open when you told it to. Don't you disrespect the doctor's work too much?"
While Luo Yao scolded him, she forced him back onto the bed, made him lie on his side with his back to her, and began to check his wounds.
The wound was originally treated with medicine, but after a night of rest, the wound on his back showed signs of healing. Just because of his actions just now, Luo Yao's efforts last night were all in vain.
Luo Yao rolled her eyes at him angrily. Luo Yao brought ointment and gauze with resentment and bandaged his wound again.
"hiss--"
Xiao Yan clenched his fists, and when he could bear it to the limit, he couldn't help but groan in pain, and asked with a sullen face: "Are you deliberately taking revenge on me?"
"yes."
He can ruin other people's work, but still have the nerve to blame her for revenge?
"you……"
Xiao Yan took a deep breath, swallowed back the next words, gritted his teeth, clenched his fists tighter, and there were dense beads of sweat on his forehead, but he never made any more sound.
Luo Yao was not polite to him just because he looked like he was holding on. He just gave him the medicine as he wanted.
He deserves this.
After applying medicine to the wound, Luo Yao began to bandage him, wrapping gauze in circles, "Lift your body a little, I'm going to bandage you."
He didn't respond, but his body obeyed and cooperated with the movements of her hands.
She held the gauze in her hand, passed it through the gap where his body was raised, wrapped it around his chest and back, repeating this process.
Her warm breath lingered around him, and he couldn't help but look up at her carefully bandaged body, her exquisite facial features, and her thin, fair face.
He remembered that when he met her a few years ago, she still had an oval face. Why was she so thin now?
The last time she came back, Luo Zhenming and his wife had a strange attitude towards her, and the false information about her that he found out, it seemed that she was not living a good life in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Then why did she bother to stay in the Prime Minister's Mansion?
After a long while, Luo Yao finally bandaged the wound on his back. She stood up and clapped her hands with satisfaction.
"It's finally bandaged. I have no problem with you lying on your back, but don't move around anymore." Luo Yao warned seriously in a doctor's tone.
He glanced at her expressionlessly, looked away and asked, "When can I get out of bed?"
"You were supposed to be able to get out of bed today, but now I'm afraid it will be tomorrow."
Xiao Yan frowned in displeasure, "I want to return to Prince Li's Mansion."
"The arrow wound on your back is very deep, and it almost hurts your heart. If you don't take good care of yourself, you will die. Do you want to die, or do you want to go back?"
Luo Yao told him the seriousness of his wound and let him make his own choice.
Although his face was full of reluctance, he didn't say anything about returning to Prince Li's Mansion.
"Who were you injured by?" Luo Yao asked curiously.
He also wants to know who plotted against him.
Is it one of the four princes, or do all four princes want him dead?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Luo Yao raised her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "What are you thinking about?"
He raised his eyes and looked at Luo Yao, "Where is the arrow that hurt me?"
"I'll get it for you."
Luo Yao went to the outside room, brought in the cleaned arrows, and handed them to Xiao Yan.
Xiao Yan took the arrow and carefully observed the feathers and arrowhead of the arrow, and soon discovered some clues.
"What did you see?" Luo Yao asked.
"nothing."
He placed the arrow beside the bed, but his heart couldn't calm down for a long time because of this special arrow.
The arrowhead of the triangular arrow is triangular, with barbs and blood grooves. It has strong armor-piercing and lethality capabilities, but the manufacturing process is complicated and the cost is high. It is generally used for palace guards. It is difficult for ordinary people to obtain such arrows. .
The eldest prince, Xiao Mucheng, had just taken over the palace's imperial army not long ago, and he was the most likely person to get these three-edged arrows.
Xiao Mufeng and Luo Yao are inextricably linked. It seems that it is really difficult for Luo Yao to clean up the plot against him this time.
At this moment, there was a rapid knock on the door outside the hospital.
Luo Yao hurriedly walked out of the room, stood at the door and asked loudly: "What's wrong?"
"The eldest prince is here. The Prime Minister invites the princess to go to the front yard."
"knew."
Luo Yao returned to the house, and Xiao Yan on the bed was looking at her with mysterious and unpredictable eyes.
