Ye Jiangxue's claws moved and moved. If it hadn't been for the last bit of strength left by the rational gentleman, she would have pounced on him and tore off his clothes, acting like a beast!

I can't, I can't, I will be whipped... Ye Jiangxue sniffed pitifully, but couldn't control the bleeding more, because Yan Junqing leaned over to wipe her face, and her soaked clothes were more clearly outlined

His figure is truly pure and elegant, with well-defined flesh and bones.

"Your Majesty?" He also noticed that she started to have nosebleeds again, and when he took a closer look, he saw that she was looking at his clothes with slightly exposed collarbones.

He was so angry that he quickly grasped the hem of his clothes to cover up the traces of white skin, and at the same time shouted angrily: "Ye, Jiang, snow!

"Ah?" She was startled. This was the first time he called her name.

This feeling, in one word, is refreshing!

"..." Looking at the empress who was not angry, but instead smiling stupidly, Yan Junqing no longer knew what to do. He could only let out a breath of frustration and tried to recover from the biggest mistake in his life, "I have charged Your Majesty, and I am guilty."

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Knowing that he had no position, Ye Jiangxue still said to him seriously: "It's okay to know that you are wrong. The ancients often said that no one can make mistakes without being a sage. The ancients also said that since you have made a mistake, you should continue to make it bravely.

Get down!"

Hey hey, when did the ancients say this?

The ancients clearly said that knowing your mistakes can lead to great improvements, right?

No, no, why should he bother with her confusing thinking!

Yan Junqing, who was completely defeated by Ye Jiangxue's fallacy, ignored her and let her nose bleed violently. His prime minister turned around and left.

He couldn't live in the palace anymore, and tonight was destined to be a night where Ye Jiangxue would be angry to death. He had better go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion and remove the ladder from the wall, otherwise...he was afraid that his innocence would be compromised!

"Master Prime Minister, don't leave, I'm bleeding!" She begged him to stay.

It would be strange to ignore her. Yan Junqing took out her long legs and walked out without being affected.

"I'm also injured, Mr. Prime Minister!" She stretched out her arm to pull him, but seeing that he was unmoved without turning his head, she simply rolled up her sleeves, and a strong smell of blood dissipated instantly.

Although Yan Junqing ignored her pull, he noticed the dazzling blood red on her arm from the corner of his eye.

There was a bang in his head, and he immediately turned his head to look at the part where she was really injured. The slender white arm had a stab wound deep into the bone. The blood had already solidified on the wound, but when she pulled him, it broke free.

When the wound was opened, blood began to ooze out again.

Yan Junqing felt a pain in her chest. He couldn't bear to see such shocking injuries on her precious body.

"It doesn't hurt." Ye Jiangxue saw his serious expression and said softly, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Glancing over with long eyes, Yan Junqing looked at her steadily and said, "I feel sorry for you, I feel sorry for Your Majesty."

After saying that, he stretched out his hand, picked her up by the waist, walked steadily to the bed, and gently put her down. His movements were extremely gentle, for fear of shocking her.

"Come here!" he shouted in a deep voice.

A dark shadow appeared silently in the room, "My subordinate is here."

"Bring the medicine." He ordered. He had been in poor health for many years and would always leave medicine for injuries in Qingliang Hall and the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Her injury was too strange. Since she came to Qingliang Palace in person just to avoid letting the imperial doctor know, and having been sick for a long time and becoming a good doctor, he was naturally the most suitable person to treat her wound.
Chapter completed!