Yan Xiu found a small round porcelain white box from the cabinet and unscrewed the lid. It contained a delicate, crystal-white ointment that exuded a refreshing fragrance.
This box of ointment is specially designed to treat trauma and has excellent effects on reducing swelling and blood stasis.
The young eunuch in the palace originally collected it for him to use during hunting, but Yan Xiu found it troublesome and didn't like to deal with minor injuries, so he kept it aside.
I didn't expect it to come in handy tonight.
The slightly cool ointment was taken into the palm of his hand, and Yan Xiu's hand paused. Zhu Sijia thought he would apply it directly on her, but Yan Xiu suddenly rubbed his hands slowly, letting the ointment warm up before he was willing to apply it on his palm. onto her knees.
The king of a country is actually willing to take care of a woman to such an extent.
His movements were light and careful.
He lowered his head, and looking from Zhu Sijia's angle, he could just see his pair of thick black sharp eyebrows, and the shadow cast by the two eyelashes under the candlelight, with an ambiguous yet sacred and inviolable beauty. .
Zhu Sijia trembled and said: "Your Majesty, you——"
Yan Xiu raised his eyes and glanced at her lightly: "What's wrong with me?"
Zhu Sijia stretched out her hand and brushed away the broken hair from his forehead: "Why is Your Majesty so kind to me? I really have nothing to repay."
She had never thought that she could be cared for with such considerate care.
Especially when the other party is a man.
Yan Xiu stood up and said calmly: "Not everything in this world requires reward. Everything I am willing to do for you is out of my heart and not for any purpose. Go to sleep."
After a while, the candles in the tent were extinguished, and the luminous pearl was put into the box by the eunuch for safekeeping.
Outside the tent is a moonlit and starry sky, a lonely and cold autumn night.
Yan Xiu's breathing soon became steady and long.
His manners and manners seemed to be deeply rooted in his bones, and even his sleeping posture was extremely elegant. There was no unusual noise all night long. In the past few nights, Zhu Sijia even had the illusion that he had not fallen asleep at all.
Contrary to him, Zhu Sijia never knew how Yan Xing slept.
During the more than ten years that he was trapped by Yan Xing's side, if he got interested, he only used himself as a tool to vent his anger. He didn't even take off his clothes every time he had sex.
After using it, he wiped his hands with sherbet and walked out of her room. There he was again, the handsome gentleman in white in front of her.
Thinking of those days when her dignity was crushed into the mud, she could never sleep peacefully beside Yan Xiu.
As long as she lived in this world, as long as the revenge of her previous life was not avenged for a day, and she watched one enemy after another chatting and laughing in front of her, sitting firmly on the altar, she could not suppress the resentment in her heart.
Naturally, she couldn't sleep and didn't dare to sleep. She was afraid that all this rebirth was just a dream before her death.
So she took advantage of the fact that Yan Xiu was out during the day to catch up on her sleep.
He ordered some soothing incense in his tent. To compete with it, Zhu Sijia could only try to think of other things to make herself excited.
For example, Yan Wei today.
Yan was a really weird person. Everyone knew that he was famous as a passionate prince, the most idle, extravagant and lewd person in the capital.
It's okay if he doesn't have real power. He doesn't think about making progress all day long. He just relies on Yan Xiu's trust and his own identity to swagger through the market, and his belly is more colorful than the stars in the sky.
But when he encountered an unexpected situation today, his performance was completely different from what was rumored.
In the face of crisis, he quickly put on another face that was calm in times of crisis.
There is more to Yan than meets the eye, so she just needs to be more careful.
Zhu Sijia moved her wrist, smelled the fragrance coming from her wrist, and thought of Zhu Ya, whom she boldly saved during the day.
If nothing else goes wrong, Zhu Ya should have been sent to Beijing by Yan Wei, but Yan Wei, under Zhu Ya's constant overtures, had the intention to kill her again and again. Zhu Sijia was inevitably worried about Zhu Ya's situation.
If Zhu Ya unfortunately dies...
She needs the capital to have peace of mind in the future, and she needs a large number of people who can help her. Once she enters the palace, if there is no one around her, she will face more opponents and obstacles than in Prince Yi's palace.
Zhu Sijia clutched the quilt tightly, Yan Xiu was just a part of her revenge plan.
Once this link is over, she will definitely escape from her golden shell and go away to another country.
As for the love between men and women, to her, it is just a piece of paper.
…
It rained for the second time during the fall hunt.
The rain was a bit heavy, but it did not affect the Daqin Polo Team training in the polo field.
Zhu Sijia stood with Yan Xiu in the stands. The escort team was quick and easy to pull a piece of black cloth embroidered with silver and white dragon patterns to build a rain shelter for the two of them.
The Daqin Polo Team has a total of twenty-two people including the alternates, and their opponent is a team of visiting polo masters from various countries.
Polo, as a traditional game of the Qin Dynasty, has always been regarded as the face of the Qin Dynasty. During the reign of the late emperor, there were even ministers who rose to prominence because of their good polo playing. It is conceivable that polo occupies a high position in the lives of the people of the Qin Dynasty. .
This time, Ren He was fully responsible for the Daqin team. At this moment, he was standing in the mud and loudly scolded the group of young men in front of him who had put on their fancy clothes:
"Cheer up, sleep, sleep, sleep! You will be punished for running fifteen miles after training for being late today! How do you dominate the battlefield on weekdays? You will have to use ten times the energy to deal with it in three days. This battle can only be won but not lost. If you lose, your Majesty will be beheaded!"
Zhu Sijia looked at Yan Xiu silently.
Yan Xiu's handsome face darkened and he clenched his molars.
A fat young man in front of Ren He winked at him: "General Ren——"
Any eye-dagger will gouge him back: "I am not allowed to interrupt you when I am speaking!"
Xiaopang swallowed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty and the beauty are watching from above."
Ren He: "...Well, we'll discuss this later. What is the most important thing about polo? It's not your skills or the size of the ball. What's important is the type of horse. Our horses in Da Qin are inherently good. Worse than——"
"elder brother!"
The young man who made the sound was Ren He's younger brother Ren Huai. He suddenly raised his hand: "Brother, you——"
Ren He responded mercilessly: "There are no brothers on the polo field. Ren Huai interrupted me and will be fined five miles later."
He said this too late, he didn't pay attention to the mud puddle under his feet, and fell on his back in front of everyone!
When he was pulled up, his handsome and fair face was covered with a layer of mud.
How can Renhe still have half the glory of that day at the falconry meeting?
This time it made even Yan Xiu laugh.
The rest of the audience couldn't help laughing.
Zhu Sijia just smiled. When she was tired of smiling and looked away from the court, she suddenly found a little boy standing in a hidden corner who was soaked in the rain.
She squinted her eyes slightly and immediately determined the identity of the young boy:
Isn't it his biological brother Zhu Yuancun? Is this him?
She asked Yan Xiu for instructions: "Your Majesty, my concubine's brother seems to have been caught in the rain on the court and looks sad. I'd like to go and see him."
Yan Xiu took off his coat and put it on her: "That's it."
