"I'll just pick it up for you." Li Can was really frightened by the ruler. He wiped his tears, leaned over to pick up the pen, and cried with sobs: "I am worried and waiting for you to come back every day...
... Wuwu... You will bully me when you come back... I didn't do anything, I just asked for a clue... Wuwu... You are so cruel to me...
I will never pay attention to you again..."
She cried and walked to the bookshelf, raised her hand to take down the book: "I will sort it out now... Even if you kill me in the future, I will never come to the East Palace again..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhao Zhi pulled her away.
Li Can was unprepared and was pulled unsteadily by him. His little body tilted and bumped into his chest, and several books in his hands fell to the ground.
"What are you doing..." She raised her hand and pushed him.
Zhao Zhen groaned and covered his neck with his hands, as if it was extremely painful.
Li Can looked carefully and saw blood seeping out from the bite wound on his neck, which was very conspicuous on the white collar of his shirt.
She was so shocked by the red color that she even forgot to cry, looking at him with her wet eyes wide open.
It seems like she didn't bump into him just now, right?
But why did he bleed if he wasn't hit?
She blinked her eyes, and a large tear rolled down her face. She didn't bother to wipe it: "You are bleeding, I asked Wu Zai to come in..."
"You bumped into him, come on." Zhao Zhen's face was expressionless.
Li Can froze for a moment. After thinking about it, he still felt that he was in the wrong, so he finally turned around and went inside to get the powder.
When she came back, Zhao Zong was already sitting on the couch.
She walked over, leaned forward, and cleaned his wounds as she had done before in the dormitory.
The two of them were very close, their breaths intertwined, and before they knew it, the tension between them was gone, replaced by an indescribable feeling.
The tips of Zhao Zhen's ears are red.
Li Can's face was hot.
"Does it hurt?" She carefully applied the powder to him.
"It doesn't hurt." Zhao Zhen said in a calm tone: "You are not allowed to give anything to anyone in the future."
Li Can couldn't help but raise her little face to look at him.
Zhao Ye lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes fell straight down, perfectly covering the emotions in his eyes.
"Including you?" Li Can asked softly.
"Yeah." Zhao Zhen nodded.
"I know." Li Can stood up straight and took a step back.
As she expected, Zhao Xi did not treat her as one of his own, which made her want to pounce on him like a moth to a flame.
She raised her hand to wipe her tears, but there were more and more tears wiping away.
Zhao Ye stood up and took her over. His voice was like gold and jade, clear and sweet: "You have stayed with me in the East Palace for many years. You don't have to see anyone outside or give gifts. If there are things in the East Palace that you need, you can get them."
Li Can opened his eyes wide again and was shocked. Did Zhao Zong mean this?
She can use the things in the East Palace as she pleases. This should mean that she is considered one of his own, right?
She couldn't help but turn her eyes to secretly look at Zhao Xie's delicate profile. Unfortunately, Zhao Xie's face was still pale, without any waves, and nothing could be seen.
Zhao Ye led her to the washstand, poured hot water, soaked the handkerchief and wiped her face.
Li Can closed her eyes obediently and let him wipe her face.
Zhao Ye's eyes were focused and his movements were gentle and meticulous, caring and caring as if he were treating a rare treasure.
It's a pity that Li Can closed his eyes and missed this extremely rare look on his face.
After dinner and bathing, Li Can, with her elegant green hair loose, sat on the edge of Zhao Zhi's bed.
Zhao Zhen was leaning on the bedside, holding a book.
"Brother Zeyu." Li Can called him.
"Yes." Zhao Zhen agreed, but did not move his eyes from the book.
"Can you tell me a few stories before I go to sleep?" Li Can held one of his hands with her little hand.
"Okay." Zhao Zhi closed the book in his hand.
"Then can I go to the bed and listen?" Li Can looked at the empty side of the bed.
She wanted to sleep with Zhao Zhen.
But according to Zhao Zhi's temperament, he would definitely not agree.
But she didn't have much time. When Zhao Zong got married, she would never have the chance to sleep with him again.
Therefore, she should cherish this rare opportunity.
But she couldn't tell Zhao Zhi directly that she wanted to sleep with him.
Fortunately, she was smart and thought of the good idea of "listening to stories". After listening to a few stories, she would say she was tired, so it would be logical to stay in the East Dormitory.
Zhao Zhen didn't say anything, he just retracted his long legs to make way for her to get on the bed.
Li Can pursed his lips and smiled.
She climbed onto the bed, got into the quilt, leaned over and hugged Zhao Zong's waist: "Brother Zeyu, let's start talking."
Zhao Zong followed her and told stories.
In the past, Li Can didn't have to pretend to be asleep. As long as she was next to Zhao Zong, she would fall asleep in a short time.
But today, after telling both stories, she still hadn't fallen asleep. Instead, she was twisting and turning on the bed, very unsteady.
"Aren't you sleepy?" Zhao Zhi asked her.
Li Can sat up, his face as pink as crabapple petals: "Brother Zeyu, I'm in a little pain..."
"Where does it hurt?" Zhao Zhi looked at her.
"This side, it hurts." Li Can covered the right side of his chest with his hand, and his face turned completely pink.
I don't know if it was because she misunderstood that Zhao Xi disliked her last time, but she always felt ashamed to say this to Zhao Xi.
However, the pain was so painful that she couldn't sleep.
Zhao Zhen glanced at the place where her hand was covering, and felt the tips of her ears feel warm. A thin layer of red instantly appeared on her cold and indifferent face, and her neck also turned red.
He quickly turned his eyes away and asked her nonchalantly: "Does it only hurt on one side?"
"It hurts sometimes." Li Can wrinkled his face and looked down.
Zhao Ji rarely pondered for a moment: "This is because you have grown up, and it should stop hurting after a while."
If you look carefully, you can see that there is some very rare embarrassment hidden in his deep and indifferent eyes.
"Yeah." Li Can nodded.
Because of what happened last time, she didn’t dare to mention asking Zhao Zong to rub it for her.
"Go to sleep." Zhao Ye pulled the quilt and wrapped it around her.
"Brother Zeyu, can you ask Wu Zai to give me some soup?" Li Can pulled the corner of the quilt and looked at him with clear eyes.
She had tried it before, covering it with Tangbaozi, and it would indeed get better.
"Tuck her in." Zhao Ye gathered the quilt for her, got up and got out of bed.
"Brother Zeyu, just let Wu Zai come. Why are you getting out of bed?"
Li Can poked his little head out from the curtain of the bed and asked Zhao Hao puzzledly. When he raised his eyes, he saw that Zhao Hao had already picked up the hot water bottle and was filling her with soup.
Li Can looked outside and saw that it was getting late. He guessed that Wu Zai had already taken a nap outside. Did Zhao Zong not have the heart to wake him up?
Zhao Ji is really the best prince in the world. How could a prince not care about his followers?
Zhao Hao covered Tang Pozi tightly, wiped it clean, put it in a special embroidery bag, waited for a while, and tried the hot and cold before stepping forward and handing it to Li Can.
"Is it cold? Come up quickly." Li Can hugged Mrs. Tang with one hand and held him with the other.
Zhao Xie went to bed.
Li Can covered Mrs. Tang's chest.
After waiting for a moment, Zhao Zhen asked her: "Are you feeling better?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you, Brother Zeyu." Li Can raised her phoenix eyes and glanced at him with a smile.
The tips of Zhao Ye's ears turned red again and he looked away from her little face.
Li Can had been sleepy for a long time, and now the pain was relieved, but after a while, she gradually closed her eyes.
When she was about to wake up from sleep, she heard Zhao Ge calling her: "Li Can."
"Hmm..." Li Can responded out of instinct.
"This is a private matter. You must not reveal this matter to anyone in the future, and you are not allowed to mention it to anyone." Zhao Zhen warned her carefully.
"Hmm...huh?" Li Can almost agreed in a daze, half-opening his eyes and glanced at him: "Then the elders in the family can't..."
She thought that her grandmother and her eldest aunt had nothing to do with each other.
"No one can." Zhao Zhi said with certainty: "Do you remember?"
"Yeah... remember..." Li Can kicked his feet lightly, leaned forward, put his little head on his chest, sighed contentedly, and fell asleep completely.
Zhao Ye was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to take her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, rested his chin on the top of her head, and closed his eyes.
Early the next morning, Li Can asked Zhao Zong to lift him up from the bed.
Zhao Ge has not been in the East Palace for many days, and Li Can has not practiced martial arts for many days. Not to mention practicing, even if he got up early, he only got up because he was worried about Zhao Ge and couldn't sleep in the first few days.
Ever since he met Zhao Gong in the prison and knew that he would be fine, there was not a day when Li Can didn't sleep until midnight.
It was dawn, and Li Can was so sleepy that she was still dozing off when the maids washed her.
It wasn't until she stood in the garden and heard the north wind blowing that she finally came to her senses.
She stood in her position, shrank her neck, and felt in her heart that although it was already the beginning of spring, the weather was still very cold.
There was a long spear in Zhao Zhen's hand, which he swung so tightly that it was watertight and airtight.
Li Can held a posture in his hands, and his pair of phoenix eyes turned around vividly, never leaving Zhao Hao's figure.
It wasn't until Zhao Zhen finished a set of marksmanship dance that he came forward to correct her movements.
After struggling for two quarters of an hour, beads of sweat appeared on the tip of Li Can's nose, and his arms and legs were shaking slightly from exhaustion.
Her little voice was filled with tears: "Are you okay, Brother Zeyu? I have no strength, I'm going to collapse..."
Zhao Ye waited for a moment before speaking: "Take it."
Li Can immediately stopped the exercise, holding his hands on his knees and panting.
Zhao Zhen waited for her to rest for a while, then took her towards the side hall: "I will go to the morning court later, and you go to the study to do your homework."
"I'm not going." Li Can subconsciously refused. He raised his eyes and saw Zhao Zhen's indifferent eyes. He said wisely: "I have to go home. Are you okay? I have to go back and talk to my grandmother and eldest aunt. That's okay.
Let grandma and eldest aunt rest assured."
"That's fine." Zhao Zong nodded slightly.
Li Can was stunned. She had never thought of the random excuse for laziness, but Zhao Ye actually agreed.
"I'm going to Laizhou tomorrow and will be back in three to five days. If you stay in the imperial capital, don't mess around. Did you know that?" Zhao Zong turned his face and warned her.
"What are you doing in Laizhou?" Li Can couldn't help but ask.
Zhao Ye didn't hide it from her: "The taxes there are not good enough, so my father asked me to go there in person.