Ying Er frowned, "If you don't change the dressing, how will the injury heal?"
Xie Xun said: "Now that the remaining poison has been removed, it won't be life-threatening if the wound remains healed."
"That's what I say, but you still have to get better soon. You can't abuse your body like this!"
"Ying Er, I often see you making fun of Ying Yi for being a stupid person with a dull head. Do you have a woman you like?"
"Ah...?" Ying Er was confused by his words for a while, then scratched his head and said, "I don't have a woman I like yet."
Xie Xun smiled lightly, "That's it."
He seemed to have a lot to say today and couldn't find anyone to talk to, so he slowly started talking to Ying Er.
"I used to think that some of the methods used in the inner circle to compete for favor were very unpopular. It was very boring for so many women to be jealous of one man."
"Don't you know? I grew up in the palace, and I have seen many of these tricks. Some pretend to be sick to gain pity, some try their best to sleep with you, and some even hurt your own children, just to ask the emperor to look back.
Just take a look..."
"In the past, I felt that these women...although I couldn't judge whether they were good or bad, I couldn't actually understand their actions."
"But now... I seem to understand."
"If there is such a person and you love her so much, but she doesn't even bother to look at you, how would you feel?"
"If you use some means, this person will care about you and pity you. Then I will only think that the means are not used enough."
"You know... During her absence, I often wondered why such an extremely intelligent person as Qin Rushuang lost to Qin Fanghao's clumsy tricks..."
"It is true that my unclear understanding of people accounts for most of the reasons, but have you ever thought that it was precisely because she was too proud, too outstanding, and too independent that she gave up those things that asked me or
When other people get the chance to ask for help, she doesn’t bother to use those petty tricks, and doesn’t bother to use those little tricks to gently trap me..."
"I... love her, but I won't be like her."
"If you can make her come back, why not use some tricks?"
After he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and made a fist fiercely.
Veins popped out all over his arm, and naturally, the wound under the bandage also burst open, and a stream of bright red blood soaked out along the bandage.
Xie Xun unclenched his fist and dropped his hand weakly to the side.
"I think it will take some time for this injury to heal."
"Besides... this injury will probably leave a scar after it heals, right? What do you think, I, the king, should also use some bone-breaking grass?"
"But Your Majesty, the Princess used Broken Bone Grass because the injured area is the face that women care about most. But your scar is only on your arm, why bother to suffer that?"
"Because I also want to taste the pain she has experienced."
As he spoke, he reached out and touched his right cheek as if he had remembered something.
"The injury on her face...is here, right?"
When Ying Er saw him like this, he felt a chill rising from the bottom of his heart, and he felt a little absurd for no reason: "My lord, what do you want to do?"
Without waiting for Xie Xun to answer, Ying Er quickly said: "You don't want to destroy your appearance, do you? I would like to advise you, look at the princess...who are the people around her? Lord Shen, Mu Duo
And so on, all of them are handsome and good-looking. It can be seen that the princess likes handsome men! My lord, please don’t get carried away!"
Xie Xun seemed to think about Ying Er's words for a moment, then put down his hand, "Well, I understand."
"Let me, the king, be alone."
Ying Er secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but still felt uneasy.
I always felt that the prince's last words contained a hint of pity in his tone.
Your Majesty is really... more and more...
Ying Er didn't know what to say.
He is the closest person to Xie Xun, so only he, besides Xie Xun himself, knows some things.
As early as when Qin Rushuang had just died in the sea of fire, Ying Er had a vague feeling that something was wrong with the prince.
He seemed... a little crazy.
In the eyes of outsiders, Xie Xun only regretted and cried bitterly in front of the fire that day, and his hair grew old overnight the next day.
After that, he seemed to be back to the taciturn King Huai, but with some sadness of losing his wife and children.
But where no one could see it, only Ying Er silently watched Xie Xun's abnormality.
The prince began to be unable to sleep all night long;
He sent people to seal up all the things used by the princess, and no one was allowed to touch them;
Occasionally, I would go several days without sleeping and feel extremely sleepy. I would take a short nap, which was often accompanied by cold sweats all over my body and painful sleep talking.
even……
There was something he had been holding back in his heart for a long time, and he never dared to tell others.
One day, he even saw the prince reading a book with strange patterns in his study. Later he took a look and found that it was a strange art he had found somewhere.
And the page that the prince opened was called Soul Calling.
There were so many unusual and frightening things among them that Ying Er didn't know who to tell, so he could only follow Xie Xun even more wholeheartedly.
If Xie Xun did something extreme, he could only try his best to persuade him.
And after the princess returned to the border, the prince behaved in various ways... others didn't know, but he knew it all too well.
For example, last night, the prince's mouthful of blood was caused by him using his internal energy to cough it up.
For example, when the prince was poisoned, although the military doctors used conservative treatment methods, the remaining poison was almost gone, but the prince never woke up until the day the princess came to the border...
He could see clearly that Mu Duo proposed scraping the bones to heal his wounds out of revenge. At that time, the prince's hand was clearly moving. He could hear Mu Duo's suggestion, but he pretended to be Mu Duo.
I came here, scraped my bones and healed my wounds before waking up.
Ying Er didn't know whether what the prince did was right or wrong. Privately, he felt that the prince shouldn't play such tricks on the princess.
But when he came back from his dream at midnight, he looked at the prince lying peacefully on the bed with his eyes open, and felt that his figure was lonely, and he seemed to understand his thoughts.
He is like a gambler who has nothing but his own life, but he wants to use this life to win back everything he has lost.
Yes, what else can the prince do to save the princess?
Fame, fortune, money, the princess seemed to lack everything.
The only thing the prince can mess with is probably his own life...
The prince seems to be using scheming methods, but in fact it is just... the humbleness of love has been reduced to the dust.
Even since Mu Duo came to the border, that bold boy from the southwest has always said some treacherous words. If it had been the past, I am afraid that even ten lives would not be enough to kill him.
But the prince still endured it.
Yes, my lord, he endured it.
Yesterday, when the prince asked him to do something, he saw how angry the prince was and thought he was going to kill him.
But all the prince ordered him to do was to send a letter back to Kyoto so that Taoist Lianqing could find a way to get Mu Duo back to the southwest.
In the letter, he even promised Taoist Lianqing many benefits, as long as Taoist Lianqing could bring Mu Duo back to the southwest.
After all, are you still afraid that the princess will be angry if she finds out? Or are you afraid that the princess will be sad if Mu Duo is injured?
Ying Er kept standing there, watching Xie Xun's back getting further and further away.
His hair has turned gray, and his figure is not as tall as before. His thin body looks a little empty in his originally well-fitting clothes.
why……
Why is it that the princess is back, but the prince seems to have lost more...
