Before going to bed, Chu Yinyin hugged a pillow and placed it between the two of them.

Rong Wuya looked at her in confusion, raised his eyebrows and asked why.

She said warmly, "This will prevent me from coming over at night, and the prince can have a good sleep."

Rong Wuya thought of her exaggerated sleeping posture last night, then looked at the pillow that was so low that it was almost negligible, and sneered softly.

It turned out that his hunch was correct.

In the middle of the night, Chu Yinyin rolled over again.

He was not surprised at all, he threw the unsightly pillow to the ground, hugged her waist and tightened his arms.

Everything about a woman is fragrant, and not only that, her whole body is soft.

Although he was so thin, it seemed that only his skeleton was left, but where his hands could touch him, even his bones seemed to be soft and soft.

Rong Wuya felt inexplicably more at ease than ever before, and soon fell asleep.

He slept comfortably and had sweet dreams, but when he woke up, he heard Chu Yinyin sighing.

Seeing him open his eyes, her unpainted little face was wrinkled into a bitter gourd, "Your Majesty..."

"What?" His eyes turned red when he saw her, and he couldn't help but worry, "What happened?"

Chu Yinyin pursed her lips and said, "The pillow I placed last night ended up on the ground for some reason, and it seems to have affected your sleep again."

He said without changing his expression, "I picked it up several times and you kicked it down."

Chu Yinyin looked embarrassed, feeling deeply guilty when facing his accusation, "I...I still don't feel comfortable with it."

"Really?" He glanced at her, obviously not believing what she said.

Chu Yinyin nodded bravely, "Well... it's probably because the bed board is too hard and I'm not used to sleeping on it. I felt uncomfortable all over when I woke up this morning."

She rubbed her neck gently and frowned tightly, "I don't know what's going on, but my back hurts so much. My lord, please help me take a look."

The girl, who is still awake, is wearing clothes that are getting wider and wider, and her black hair is scattered messily like a waterfall, and the spring light in front of her is half obscured.

After she finished speaking, she turned around, leaving her entire back to him.

The clothes are loose, the collar is wide, and there is a long bruise on the neck, which spreads downwards...

When Rong Wuya saw the shape and size, he immediately understood.

No wonder she felt uncomfortable. When he held her to sleep yesterday, the heavy black iron chain hit her.

Women have thin and tender skin, and their skin is very delicate. After a night of fermentation, the bruises have already turned purple.

"What's wrong with my back?" she asked curiously, "Why is it so fine..."

Rong Wuya interrupted her, his voice tight, "The iron chain is bruised, please find some ointment and apply it on it."

Chu Yinyin was startled, "Well, I thought it was the prince who beat me in the middle of the night."

"Why did I hit you for nothing?" he asked, and then he realized that she was teasing him deliberately to ease the embarrassment.

Rong Wuya closed his eyes, "Let Rong You carry the couch in later, so as not to hurt you again."

"Don't even think about driving me away." She gathered up her clothes and combed her hair casually with her hands, "I'm going to sleep with the prince. These bruises will disappear in a while. I'll pay more attention when I sleep in the future.

Then you won’t be hit.”

Rong Wuya looked at her indifferent attitude, and then his eyes fell on the bruises on her fair neck.

Such a sharp color contrast made his throat roll uncontrollably.

When Li He came back that day to take his pulse, he suddenly stopped him after being silent for a long time, "Doctor Li, I want to untie this black iron chain, please pass the message on my behalf."

Li He put his hands back for a moment and asked calmly, "According to your current situation, it is best not to untie the chains."

"I remember that three years ago, I was asked to make a choice. Besides using the black iron chain, is there another way?" Rong Wuya reminded him, "Ghost Valley Pulse Sealing Technique."

"This..." Even though Li Hegui had been alive for so many years, he was still inevitably shocked.

He opened his mouth in shock, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "There is such a way, but it is very risky. Once the pulse is sealed, if the prince gets sick and goes crazy again, the blood will flow back and die. This is too much, I hope the prince
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