After burning the incense, Yan Ruozhen helped Huang Fengmo treat the wound and said: "Your Highness, the wound cannot be touched by water, eat spicy food, or move the arm. It will take at least six days to recover before you can move it a little bit."
Move."
"I asked Dr. Li to transfer you to my side to serve you. Stop telling me this in such a long way. Help me up." Huang Fengmo knew that she was Yan Ruocheng, so of course he called her to serve her.
"Yes." Yan Ruocheng obeyed his orders habitually, helped him up, and quietly told him: "My name here is Aruo. Your Highness, you have to keep it a secret for me."
"I know, it must be Chen Ling's idea." Huang Fengmo said.
Later, Huang Fengmo asked someone to notify Imperial Doctor Li and took Yan Ruocheng away without permission.
Baimu Palace is Huang Fengmo's current new residence. Ever since Huang Chenling moved into his father's palace, he has moved into the middle hall bedroom next door. It is convenient for Huang Chenling to come find him and have someone to take care of him.
As he walked, he was a little angry. Yan Ruocheng had been in the palace for so long, but he didn't know at all. If they hadn't met her today, it seemed that the two of them had planned to keep it a secret from him.
The footsteps stopped, Yan Ruocheng looked at him doubtfully, and asked: "Your Highness, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing. I'm just a little tired." Huang Fengmo actually wanted to hit her on the head a few times to vent his anger. However, other attendants followed him and he stopped doing so.
The two returned to the palace, and Huang Fengmo asked Yan Ruocheng to close the door. When there were only two of them, Huang Fengmo pulled her to his side.
"Your Highness?"
"You are not allowed to leave me even half a step before my wound is healed." Huang Fengmo ordered. His words also contained other meanings.
"Okay." Yan Ruocheng agreed without hesitation.
Huang Fengmo looked at her, then looked away, and asked thoughtfully: "You and Chen Ling have reconciled? Shouldn't you also reconcile with me?"
"Scared?" Yan Ruocheng couldn't understand what he was talking about. When had she ever fallen out with him?
"Your Highness, have I never quarreled with Your Highness?"
"That's not what I meant. Why have you become stupid?" Huang Fengmo squinted at her slightly, frowned, and continued: "Since you are willing to accept Chen Ling, then you, the eldest prince, should also accept me.
Bar."
"Accept? Huh!" Yan Ruocheng finally understood what he meant, shook his head and wanted to retreat. However, he grabbed his wrist and could not retreat.
"My, Your Highness, we can't do this." She refused with some confusion.
"You are willing to accept Chen Ling, who is married to a princess, so why are you unwilling to accept me? I don't mind that you have him in your heart." Huang Fengmo said it calmly.
"No, it's not like that. Your Highness, Chen Ling and I already have Xiao Ling. I can't treat you like this. I'm sorry!" Yan Ruocheng was forced by him and had to tell his secret.
"Xiao Ling? Are you and Chen Ling the same flesh and blood?" Huang Fengmo was a little disappointed, but he did not let go of his hand. Instead, he held it tighter and asked again: "Do you really not have any affection for me?"
Yan Ruocheng was very confused. She couldn't say that she didn't have feelings for him. She did have feelings for him back then, but it was all over. She hesitated and then said: "This is all over, Your Highness, you will find someone better than me."
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"Now that it's over, why did you hesitate to answer? You obviously have half-hearted feelings for me, but you refuse to admit it." Huang Fengmo caught her hesitating for a moment as evidence and wanted to break her heart.
"This is just to think about how to answer, it doesn't mean anything." Yan Ruozhen answered a little slowly at first.
Huang Fengmo felt that his guess was correct and continued: "I just want to say that I have always kept you in my heart, and it has not changed for seven years. You are still the same Yan Ruocheng as you were back then. Xiaoling, I can also regard you as...
Treat it according to your own flesh and blood."
"Scare! No need, Your Highness, Xiao Ling already has many adoptive fathers." Yan Ruocheng was so anxious that he uttered a sentence that made Huang Fengmo's forehead show a trace of veins.
"Listening to what you said, it means that apart from me and Chen Ling, you have other men by your side outside." Huang Fengmo asked with a stiff smile.
Yan Ruozheng's smile became stiffer and she said awkwardly: "No, they are friends, they are just friends who treat me very well. It is not what you think, Your Highness. They all doted on Xiaoling, so I let Xiaoling recognize them as
Foster father."
"Okay, let's end the topic here. Let's make a cup of tea. I'm a little thirsty and the wound is a little sore. You can cook some medicine." Huang Fengmo felt bad after hearing what she said.
.Let her go about her business first.
"Yes." Yan Ruocheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and slipped out with an arrow.
In the afternoon, after Huang Chenling finished his day's work on the memorial, the Ouchi guards came to report and told him that the eldest prince had been injured by an assassin.
He was worried about Huang Fengmo's injury, so he put down his work and went to Baimu Palace to find Huang Fengmo.
Unexpectedly, when he entered his dormitory, he saw Yan Ruozhen changed into a palace maid's formal dress, her face was painted with elegant rouge, she was particularly charming and beautiful, and she was giving medicine to Huang Fengmo.
"Slave, please see the Second Prince." She made a show of saluting Huang Chenling.
Huang Chenling asked everyone who was following to leave, closed the door, and asked: "Brother, why did you let her come here? And dressed like this."
"Are you here to care about my injury? Or are you here to care about Ruocheng's appearance?" Huang Fengmo said deliberately.
"Both. Emperor brother, how is your injury? Is it important?" Huang Chenling took back the topic of Yan Ruocheng and turned to the topic of concern.
"Fortunately, with Ruocheng here, my injury is not a problem. It's just that for about half a month, I can't move my arms. I need Ruochie to take care of me. You don't mind." Huang Fengmo was obviously going to tease her.
Ruo Zhi refused to let go and openly signaled to Huang Chenling.
Yan Ruocheng listened a little helplessly, and Huang Fengmo deliberately exaggerated the injuries.
"I mind, you also changed her into women's clothing. What if Xiulin discovers her?" Huang Chenling said very unhappy.
"If you don't mind if you don't mind, don't mind. She is safe here with me and Xiulin will not find her. Besides, she is no longer an ugly girl, but a beauty. Xiulin may not be able to recognize her. Don't
It is unfounded to worry that she disguised herself as a man." Huang Fengmo said in a relaxed tone.
"Brother Imperial, you can't be so insistent!" As long as Huang Chenling didn't want Yan Ruocheng to be with him, he wouldn't be able to go to her often. So at first he hid it from Huang Fengmo, just to avoid being like this.
son.
"Ahem...why am I going my own way? I was just injured and asked Ruozhen to take care of me, but you won't let me go?" Huang Fengmo pretended to be sick and leaned against his face.
Ruocheng said shamelessly from his shoulder.
"No, brother, you are injured, and I will not object to letting her stay with you. I am afraid that the assassins this time were sent by those who were dissatisfied with you for giving up the throne of emperor to me, and they have murderous intentions against you.
, If you want to check, it's not easy to check." Although Huang Chenling didn't think much about it, Huang Fengmo looked sick and couldn't bear to ask Yan Ruocheng away, so she tacitly agreed.
"There's no need to check. The assassins can come into the palace. There's no point in checking. You have to be careful. I don't know what these people are planning. Although the Second Emperor's uncle is prepared for everything, there are still fish that slip through the net.
Yes, the assassin's little moves are just to give us some warning." Huang Fengmo analyzed and said.
"I got it. Let me feed you, Brother Huang." After Huang Chenling said that, she strode over and took the opportunity to snatch the medicine bowl from Yan Ruozhen's hand.
"That's fine, if Ruoqi comes over here and sits down, let me sit against you."
"OK."
Huang Fengmo leaned into Yan Ruocheng's arms in another posture, and Huang Chenling's fingers holding the spoon were so jealous that they trembled.
Yan Ruocheng wanted to laugh a little when she saw Huang Chenling's jealous look but didn't dare to show it. It had been a long time since she'd seen him look so jealous.
At night, Yan Ruozhen wanted to take advantage of Huang Fengmo to drink the tranquilizing medicine. After falling asleep, he quietly sneaked back to the secret passage of the servant room to find Huang Chenling.
Unexpectedly, Huang Fengmo developed a fever due to the inflammation of the injury, and she could not leave him even half a step away.
"Cough cough cough... Ruo Tiao, my hand hurts so much..." Huang Fengmo opened his eyes slightly and said confusedly due to the fever.
"It doesn't hurt, Your Highness. I've changed you to new painkillers, so you won't have any pain when you sleep." Yan Ruocheng stroked his wet forehead and said comfortingly.
In fact, the reason why he felt pain in his hand was because there was a little poison on the knife, and the toxin had entered his body. Yan Ruocheng did not tell him this to prevent him from worrying too much. She only stayed with him to help him slowly recover.
Detoxify.
She took out the silver needle bag, took out a few silver needles, slowly acupunctured the main veins of his body, and then fed Huang Fengmo some Jiedu powder.
It wasn't until midnight that Huang Fengmo's condition slowly improved and his breathing became smoother.
Yan Ruozhen yawned loudly and leaned on the bed tiredly to sleep. She was indeed so sleepy that she wanted to fall asleep immediately.
Suddenly, several hidden arrows knocked out the main candles in the temple.
A figure flashed into the hall, and Yan Ruozhen immediately became alert, continuing to pretend to be asleep, slowly preparing the silver needle in his hand.
A man in black approached them step by step, holding a sharp blade in his hand and reflecting white light on Huang Fengmo's face.
Yan Ruocheng was afraid but could not let the assassin hurt Huang Fengmo. She seized the opportunity, and when the man in black raised his knife, she took the initiative and shot a silver needle at the man in black's treasure, then kicked him across the board.
He fell to the ground and punched the baby at its weakest point.
Afraid that he would resist again and inject more needles into his baby, the man in black squeezed out a familiar groan due to the excessive pain.
"Ah——! Oh, don't prick me! It hurts so much!"
Huh? This voice was so familiar that Yan Ruocheng pulled away the black cloth covering his face and took a look.
It turns out to be Huang Chenling!
"You, what the hell are you doing!" Yan Ruocheng slapped him, not knowing why he had to sneak in dressed as an assassin.