Du Fengju was stunned for a moment, his heart seemed to be tightly held by something, and his breath was even more disordered than before in the Zichen Palace.
While being supported by His Highness, he smelled a vague smell of blood, mixed with the crispness of the white clouds in the mountains and forests, which he could not ignore.
This is not the smell of his blood, it can only be that of His Highness.
Just now His Highness was holding his head with his right hand. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and he knew where it was.
Because of her martial arts training, Her Highness did not keep her nails like other girls, nor did she wear exquisite armor like the nobles in the palace.
Due to Mr. Li's careful care, His Highness's fingers are white and slender, with round tips, but a thick layer of calluses between the fingertips.
But at this moment...
Her round fingers were stained with blood, and there was still blood seeping out of her palms.
She clenched her fists with as much strength as she used to suppress the killing intent.
The bloody flesh between her palms was proof that she had been violently violent in the Zichen Palace just now, and proof that she was extremely worried about him.
He put his fingertips on hers and felt the moistness of the blood, and was reluctant to let go.
He raised his eyelids and looked at Zheng Ji from bottom to top. Looking at her tense face, he couldn't say anything.
The first time he met His Highness, His Highness was teasing him, and she had been teasing him ever since. Although the bright lights, the breeze, and His Highness's words in the Hairpin Pavilion that night made him clear about her intentions.
But it’s not like I haven’t thought about it, could His Highness be acting on a whim?
And even if not, how long will it last?
Such thoughts passed by without leaving any trace, but they were still there.
After all, he could guess and imagine those future interactions, but they had not happened yet for him.
It wasn't until this moment, when he saw her palm, that he felt it was falling from the white clouds to the flat ground, and truly felt her heart.
Something burst out from his heart, from his heart to his limbs, giving him a dizzying numbness and a sour and unspeakable heartache.
He squeezed her fingertips tightly, ignoring the pain in his chest, and almost whispered: "Your Highness, I am still here."
I'm still here, don't be afraid.
Zheng Ji didn't speak, his eyes fell on the hand that was clenched by him, and his cold expression gradually relaxed.
The next moment, she suddenly moved. She held Du Fengju's hand with her right hand, pressed her left hand against the car behind him, leaned forward, and got infinitely close, without actually touching it.
There were countless storms brewing in her phoenix eyes, but they were suppressed by her forcefully.
Finally, she gently pressed her cheek against the corner of Du Fengju's lips and said hoarsely, "Yeah."
Feng Ju was still there, so she could still maintain her sanity and listen to Feng Ju's words quietly.
otherwise……
She closed her eyes to cover up the killing intent gushing out from her body.
…
When the carriage arrived at Taifu's mansion, Du Tong was already waiting outside the mansion.
He looked uncertain, but ordered his servants to bring Zheng Ji and Du Fengju into the mansion in an orderly manner.
Pei Yanshan galloped forward, much faster than Zheng Ji's carriage.
He already knew that Fengju had an accident in the palace, but when he saw his youngest son unconscious with his eyes closed, he couldn't help but stumble a few times. .
Zheng Ji noticed this and said, "Don't worry, Master. I just touched his sleeping point to make it less painful."
The journey from outside the palace to the Tutor's Mansion is not short, and no matter how smooth the carriage is, it will not be stable for the injured.
Zhu Yi's palm style has no impact on people with martial arts skills, but Feng Ju...
Thinking of the wisp of blood seeping out of the corner of Feng Ju's mouth at the beginning, Zheng Ji's eyes darkened a bit.
Du Tong wanted to say something, but he saw Zheng Ji already beside Du Fengju, following Pei Yanshan and others to the backyard as if they were familiar with each other.
She only focused on Du Fengju's injury, completely forgetting that this was not appropriate.
Du Tong was silent for a moment and did not
He was reminded that he still had many questions that needed to be answered by His Highness.
Zheng Ji walked all the way into the backyard of Taifu's mansion and stepped into Du Fengju's yard.
He was carefully placed on the bed, with his eyebrows closed and his breathing calm. Except for a faint trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he was almost sleeping as usual.
Zheng Ji clenched his fists and then released them. He restrained his desire to touch him and told Pei Yanshan, "Get ready. The palace doctor will be here soon."
"Yes, Your Highness." Pei Yanshan replied subconsciously. As soon as the words came out, he was stunned for a moment.
His Highness ordered him so naturally, and he deserved it without any hindrance, as if... Your Highness was his master.
However, the young master is his master!
It must be because the young master is injured, everyone is in a hurry, and they don't care about such trivial matters...
Du Tong saw this scene in his eyes and thought that the interactions between Fengju and His Highness Changding were more and deeper than he imagined, and even Pei Yanshan obeyed his orders unconsciously.
When did all this happen?
No wonder the emperor suddenly summoned Fengju into the palace and even hurt Fengju!
He pursed his lips and looked at the young son on the bed, his handsome and elegant face becoming more serious.
Immediately, he dismissed all his servants and asked directly: "Your Highness, what happened in the palace? Why did the emperor hurt Fengju?"
Fengju was summoned to the palace, but he came out injured in the end. There was only one person who dared to hurt Fengju in the palace.
The question is, why?
This was beyond what he had known about the emperor for many years, and it was not in line with the normal logic of things.
The emperor is an emperor and the emperor, but he would hurt the son of a minister? Is there any reason why the emperor has to do this?
Zheng Ji briefly talked about the situation at that time, and finally shook his head: "My father wanted to test Fengju, but I don't know the reason."
Fengju had been weak since he was a child, so he had been recuperating in Hedong Road. This was something that many people knew, but his father obviously didn't believe it, so he used Zhu Yi to test.
After her father issued the order to summon Fengju to the palace, he asked her to leave. She knew that her father was testing her, but she always thought that her father was testing her relationship with Fengju.
She is not worried about this. She believes that Fengju can handle it well.
But he didn't expect that his father was testing Fengju to see if he knew martial arts!
It also hurt Feng Ju...
At that moment, she felt that her heart was torn. She subconsciously took it off her waist and threw it over, but she still failed to stop Zhu Yi's offensive, and the wind from her palm still fell on Fengju.
Now that I think about it, why did Xue Gong invite her over so that she could see that scene?
There were too many unusual things in it, but at this moment, she didn't want to spend any time analyzing it.
All she knew was that Zhu Yi had hurt Feng Ju.
She was silent for a long time, looking longingly at Du Fengju, who was still sleeping, and said to Du Tong: "Master, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."
After leaving the room and passing under a plane tree in the courtyard, Zheng Ji stopped.
After a long time, she raised her chin slightly, her expression became colder and colder, and called: "Master Taohua."
