158 The Prince's visit

"Miss wants candied fruit?" The doctor twitched his forehead slightly, a little surprised: "Prince..."

"I want to eat it." Jiuyin said hurriedly.

Feng Chenye must have listened to what they said outside without missing a word. If someone knows that he is afraid of hardship when he drinks medicine, he will be afraid of the man when he comes into the room later.

So, she said she wanted to eat, and finally gave him some face.

Staring at the doctor's surprised gaze, she smiled and said, "The prince has a noble status. Even if he drinks medicine, he has to ask someone to test the poison first. But when I try the medicine, I am always afraid of hardship. Next time you bring more candied fruits."

The doctor responded, and finally realized it, and then he stepped back with the tray.

After hearing her words, Jingchuan next to her naturally knew what was going on. Seeing her protecting the prince's face so much, her resentment towards her suddenly became a little less.

"Then let the girl take good care of the prince. We all stay in the yard. If you have any instructions, just call me."

Jiuyin nodded, and then turned back to the room after watching him leave.

The arrogant guy was still leaning against the soft couch, maintaining his initial posture, glanced at her faintly.

Although she had just explained the use of candied fruit to the doctor, he had decided that no matter how bitter the medicine was, he would never eat that thing next time he took the medicine.

That's something that only women can eat. She protected his face outside, but in front of her, he also had to take care of his own face.

Seeing her approaching him, he snorted coldly, closed his eyes and ignored her.

Jiuyin didn't mind his little temper. She came to the soft couch and sat down beside him. She smiled and said, "Prince, should you get up first after lying for two days?"

Feng Chenye opened his eyes and his handsome face flushed with a "swish" sound.

He does have this need, but it has been a bit difficult to talk about, not to mention that he is so injured, it is still a troublesome to solve the problem.

Seeing his embarrassment, Jiuyin held his uninjured arm and said softly: "I haven't seen anything on you before? I'm not shy in front of me this time, right?"

"Just, I am very comfortable even if I take off my naked body in front of you." He snorted coldly, under her servitude, and walked behind the screen beside him.

Jiuyin felt more and more that she was gradually mastering the way to get along with him, and she also knew what method to use to get along with him better.

After Feng Chenye solved the need, the two returned to the soft couch, Jiuyin helped him lie down, pulling the quilt to cover him.

Feng Chenye glanced at her and said indifferently: "I am not used to sleeping alone, come up and warm the bed for me."

Jiuyin was stunned. When she looked at him, she saw him quickly turn his face away from his eyes, and suddenly she felt a little clear in her heart.

He saw that she had been waiting for two days and two nights and was now exhausted, so he asked her to go up and rest in the name of "warm bed"?

In fact, this man's heart is quite soft, at least when he is facing her, he is really soft.

She smiled slightly, climbed up, and lay down beside him gently.

Fortunately, what he injured was his right arm, and she was used to sleeping on his left side, so when he put his left arm down, she naturally rested on his arm.

However, she still didn't dare to get too close to him, for fear that she would touch the wound on his body. The powerful body was now full of small cuts.

She personally wiped and changed his clothes for the past two days. Whenever she saw the wounds that had just healed, her heart was always sour and astringent, and she almost couldn't help but burst into tears.

Just to let the black-clothed leader holding her hostage relax his vigilance, he let those people cut him on his body. Every time he recalled the situation at that time, his heart would always be twisted and painful.

She turned her back to him, closed her eyes and was about to rest, but the man beside her suddenly moved. As soon as she moved, her handsome eyebrows were tangled together again.

Feeling the abnormality behind him, Jiuyin quickly turned around and looked at him, and said in surprise: "Prince, don't move anymore, your injury..."

Seeing his right arm that had just been raised, she was stunned and immediately realized, "Isn't this guy trying to hug her?"

But now Prince Yi is really weak and doesn’t even have the ability to hug a woman.

Jiuyin was not trying to make fun of him, but was sad for him.

She stretched out her small bracelet and leaned against him a little, and said softly: "Don't move anymore, wait until your arms are ready. If it's not going well, how can I pick me up in the future?"

He said it warmed his heart, but he snorted coldly: "I can lift you into the air with one arm."

"But I don't want to roll with a one-armed man." She blushed. In order to make him obedient, she still thrust her lips and said, "I like you to hold me with both hands instead of using one-armed method."

The man next to him didn't say anything. After a long time, when she thought he had fallen asleep, his faint sigh came from above her head: "I will get better soon, and I can hug you with both hands soon."

She opened her eyes, and a few complicated feelings flashed in her eyes. After a moment, she buried her face in his arms and responded softly: "Yes."

...

With Jiuyin's careful care, Prince Yi's medicine was no longer a problem. He had just recuperated for only two days. From his initial weakness and paleness to his ability to walk outside the room independently.

The wounds on his body healed very well, but there were scars. They were all skin trauma, which did not have much impact on him. The key was the wound on his right arm, because it was deep and flesh, and it would take some time to get completely healed.

However, as long as you don’t move your right arm, don’t use your power, and don’t be hit by external forces, you will always get better in a few days.

However, people who are used to using their right hand suddenly have only one left arm, and many things in life will inevitably be embarrassing.

Fortunately, there was a girl Jieyu beside her guard, and the relationship between them had reached the most intimate level. No matter what Jiuyin served him, bathing, changing clothes or even going to the cottage, the two gradually stopped feeling embarrassed.

In the evening of the third day, before dinner came, the guards in the front yard hurried to report that the prince and the girl Lan Ling were visiting.

Just like in the past, Feng Chenye never went out to greet him. When Jingchuan led the prince and Lan Ling in, Feng Chenye was still flipping through the booklet behind the desk, and Jiuyin was next to him and massaged his shoulders.

When Feng Chenye saw the prince, he just smiled slightly and never got up to greet him: "I don't know that the prince's arrival is rude."

That being said, he still looks leisurely.

Feng Yiming didn't care, and had long been used to his indifferent attitude.

After entering the door with Lan Ling, Lan Ling leaned towards Feng Chenye and said, "Lan Ling has seen the prince."

Although Jiuyin did not understand these court etiquettes, she saw Lan Ling like this and walked to the side of the desk, leaned towards Feng Yiming, and called out quietly: "I have seen the prince."

When I got up, the smile on my lips was immediately mixed with many empty and frivolous elements.

In front of Feng Yiming, she had to play that exaggerated role, otherwise because of her bewitching face, once the prince becomes lustful, it will cause endless trouble in the future if he is not allowed.

It’s not that she is arrogant, but that she is cautious, and her beauty has suffered a lot from ancient times to the present.

Sure enough, seeing the impure smile on the corner of her lips, Feng Yiming's gaze that fell on her immediately retracted, and even a little disdain and disgust flashed in his eyes.

When I entered the door just now, I saw her standing behind Feng Chenye in plain clothes. Her gentle and quiet appearance really made him lose his soul. This woman really had a rare peerless face.

Unfortunately, his temperament is too far apart from the Lan Ling beside him. Compared with Lan Ling, Lan Ling is like a white cloud that is so beautiful that she is a pool of filthy mud on the ground.

Feng Chenye ignored his thoughts. Seeing that Jiuyin wanted to pour tea for them himself, he suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist and pulled her back to him.

Seeing this, Jingchuan hurriedly called the prince and Lan Ling to take their seats. Feng Chenye stood up and helped Jiuyin to sit down on the jade chair opposite them.

Jiuyin was still standing beside him, but he pulled her wrist and let her sit in his arms.

Jiuyin just glanced at him quietly, pretending to be shy but smug, and crawled into his arms and sat on his lap with a charming look.

"Since the emperor is still recovering from his injuries, don't be too moved by ordinary people." Seeing this, Feng Yiming snorted coldly, took the hot tea from Jingchuan orders, and then put the cup down. He still looked at Feng Chenye and said indifferently:

"I heard that the emperor's brother was injured in an attack a few days ago. Today, I came here to see how his injury was. I wonder if the fourth emperor's brother has healed?"

Seeing Feng Chenye just smiled slightly, he paused and said, "I will not order anyone to notify me if my brother is injured. I should have come here early, but I know this too late."

Feng Chenye smiled and said, "It's okay, the emperor's injury is no longer serious, it's just this arm..."

He lowered his eyes and looked at his right arm and sighed: "I don't know if it will be ruined."

Lan Ling, who was sitting next to the prince, was slightly stunned, his eyes fell on his arm, and said warmly: "Can you let Lan Ling see you? Lan Ling has been studying medicine since elementary school and is not proficient in medical skills, but she has some research. Maybe she can come up with a cure for the prince."

When Lan Ling heard him say that this right arm might be destroyed, she was a little nervous. She had never seen his injuries and didn't know how serious his injuries were.

Seeing her concern, Feng Yiming looked at her side, with an unknown smile hidden on his lips: "Miss Lan seems to be very concerned about my royal brother."

Lan Ling was slightly stunned, and a complex light flashed in her eyes. When she looked at him with her head, the smile on her lips was gentle and gentle:
Chapter completed!