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95. Chapter 95 Throw on the bed and hug me 【2】

"Is this the shadow guard?" Ye Jiangxue blinked. She knew that Yan Junqing had placed many invisible hidden stakes in the palace. Speaking of which, this was the first time she had seen these people.

Yan Junqing did not answer the question. He sat on a round stool, put her arm on his lap, and carefully treated her wound.

When the dirty blood was cleaned up and the real injury was revealed, he narrowed his eyes and realized that he was injured by a sharp weapon. Judging from its shape, the weapon was not big, but it was very sharp, which is why the injury was so deep.

The question was not answered, but Ye Jiangxue did not give up and continued to sneer at her prime minister, "Well, well, you don't want this expression, prime minister, it affects your sense of beauty. Do you think I won't pounce on you if you deliberately destroy your beautiful appearance?"

Have you gone up? In fact, I still want to tear your clothes off...cough——"

Under his overly deep look, she wilted and lost her voice.

After applying medicine without stopping, wrapping gauze with her fingers, and tying a knot with a suitable tightness, Yan Junqing raised her eyes and looked quietly into her smiling eyes.

He didn't ask, but he waited for her answer.

He was worried about her, even felt sorry for her, so she had the responsibility to tell him everything.

Yan Junqing has never been a person who would be swayed by emotions, but at this moment, he was really willful.

Ye Jiangxue was originally a person as energetic and bright as the blazing sun. Due to the injury and blood loss, her face lost the blush and became a little pale...or, pale.

"Well... Junqing, do you want to know where this injury came from?" She scratched her head with her good hand. Since half a year ago, the chances of her calling his name have increased.

He still didn't speak. He wanted to touch the wound he had just bandaged with his fingertips, but found that he couldn't touch it no matter what. It would hurt her... With such a deep wound, she would feel pain if he touched it again.

"What a surprise. I thought you wouldn't want to know. Even if you wanted to know, you wouldn't ask. Jun Qing, you are an extremely calm and rational person. You should understand that I don't want to tell others why I came to you because I was hurt.

"Yes." Her dark eyes were full of smiles, and her lips lifted, giving her a cunning look.

He understands, but he must also know.

She tilted her head, seeing his long eyes as thick as ink, waiting unswervingly for her answer, which might be a lie. After a moment, she suddenly laughed, "Okay, I caused this injury myself. Long

The hairpin is like the one Ah Zui usually uses. If you prick it with a long hairpin, it will cause such a wound. Jun Qing, are you satisfied with what I say?"

Should he be satisfied?

Knowing that she had hurt herself, not only did his heart not dare to relax a little, it was even slowly aching.

Ye Jiangxue would not hurt herself for no reason. Something must have happened during the time she left the night banquet, otherwise why would she be so cruel to herself.

Therefore, he was not satisfied with her answer.

Lifting her gorgeous long eyes, he looked into her dazzling eyes. Perhaps because her face was too pale, those watery eyes were as bright as stars.

She was a little dizzy, but it was okay just now, because she had to stop him from breaking open the wound and opening it again. Now the world was really spinning.

Leaning exhaustedly on the bed lattice, she smiled and closed her eyes, her lips slightly opened with a pale expression, "Aren't you satisfied with this? Jun Qing, what else do you want to know?"

"...Your Majesty, you don't have to say anything." Yan Junqing said solemnly. He did not touch her wound, but held the palm of her injured arm and rubbed it slowly. It was too cold, and her body was always warm.
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