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Chapter 239

When Feng Zhi came into the room and saw the scene in front of him, his heart twitched uncontrollably. After reacting, he quickly stepped forward to block his sight. While secretly cursing himself for being careless, he carefully explained, "

Your Majesty, Your Majesty... Mr. Xiao Zhang is fine."

However, everyone can hear how guilty these words are.

Cheng Shi followed him and sighed secretly. He said not to put the two of them in the same room, especially...put Mr. Xiao Zhang in a place where His Royal Highness can see him when he wakes up.

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Although someone came into the room and Feng Zhi spoke, the person on the bed seemed not to have seen or heard him. He still maintained his posture of half-rising and looking at a certain place.

Even though Feng Zhi deliberately blocked his sight, his gaze seemed to break through the obstruction.

Until Feng Zhi walked up to him with red eyes.

"Your Highness, Mr. Xiao Zhang is really fine." Feng Zhi took a deep breath and spoke again.

Nothing can happen to either of these two people.

But the only thing he can do now is to take care of those who wake up first.

After a long time, Chu Lan finally withdrew his gaze and looked at the person standing in front of him, his eyes like the river in winter.

Calm, but without any warmth.

"The wind has stopped." Chu Lan called.

"My subordinate is here." Feng Zhijiang immediately lowered his head. He was ready to be beaten or punished.

Unexpectedly, Chu Lan did not say a word of punishment, and her tone was as calm as her eyes: "How many years have you been with me?"

"Your Highness!" Feng Zhi was startled suddenly and raised his head in disbelief. When he met Chu Lan's eyes again, his whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Cheng Shi was also startled, his eyes flashed, and he took a step forward and said, "Your Highness, Your Highness doesn't know that during the time when you and Mr. Xiao Zhang were unconscious, Mr. Feng Zhi was busy taking care of you, and it was all done by him himself...

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"I'm asking you, how many years has it been?" Unexpectedly, Chu Lan seemed to have not heard Cheng Shi's words and repeated what he just said.

Feng Zhi pinched his fingers and his throat became hoarse, "Eleven years."

"Eleven years." Chu Lan narrowed her eyes.

Feng Zhi's heart suddenly fell to the bottom.

It has been eleven years. If he still cannot understand what his master wants and does after eleven years, then what qualifications does he have to stay by his side?

But……

Taking a deep breath, a hint of stubbornness flashed in Feng Zhi's eyes, and he clenched his fingers.

Cheng Shi realized Feng Zhi's intention and quickly warned in a low voice: "Why don't you get out of the way? Your Highness will know sooner or later."

But Feng Zhi didn't seem to hear it. He remained motionless and his eyes became more and more stubborn, as if he would still stand here today even if he was driven away.

Cheng Shi felt nervous, fearing that it would not end well if it continued like this, so he thought about stepping forward to calm the wind.

At this moment, in the room that was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, a helpless female voice suddenly sounded, "Feng Zhi, what are you doing? I'm still alive and well..."

Feng Zhi's mind was stunned, but his body quickly made a choice and turned around without hesitation, his face instantly turned red.

Chu Lan on the other side of the bed was also stunned.

"You..." Feng Zhi looked at Zhang Qingjiu, who was half sitting up, his eyes flashed, his lips pursed, but he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Zhang Qingjiu looked at his tangled brows and sighed, "I'm really not dead. Stop blocking me. I'm afraid I'll kill you if you continue to block me."

She had a really restless night's sleep.

If I don't wake up, I'm afraid Feng Zhi will really get into trouble.

Knowing that Zhang Qingjiu always talks like this, if it was normal, he would definitely say "Who cares whether you live or die", but looking at Zhang Qingjiu's pale face in front of him, all the complaints, complaints, cynicism and sarcasm were stuck in his throat.

I couldn't help but hold back tears.

Taking a deep breath, Feng Zhi raised his sleeves and moved away from his body.

Without any obstruction, Zhang Qingjiu took a breath, calmed down, and looked across.

The moment their eyes met, Zhang Qingjiu's heart trembled suddenly.

In an instant, she suddenly understood why Feng Zhi didn't dare to give in.

If you give in, it will be a disaster.

The corners of his mouth moved. Zhang Qingjiu tried his best to put a smile on his face and blinked, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

She wanted to look okay, wanted to sound relaxed, and wanted to calm down the scarlet eyes of the person opposite her, but she couldn't do it after all.

As soon as the hoarse voice came out, as if his throat had been cut with a knife, everything was gone.

Zhang Qingjiu sighed and stood up.

"Don't move!" Chu Lan's eyes tightened.

Zhang Qingjiu was stunned for a moment, but moved anyway, and walked quickly to Chu Lan's side and sat down, so fast that no one in the room came back to their senses.

"I really just look a little miserable. In fact, there's nothing wrong with me." Looking at the man with wide eyes and forbearance, Zhang Qingjiu blinked, "It's you, you're all hurt, don't be okay.

Why lie down and rest and let him go away? Do you want me to feel sorry for you again? "

This is true, but it is not suitable for anyone else to listen to it.

Cheng Shi sighed in his heart, grabbed the confused Feng Zhi, walked out quickly, and closed the door thoughtfully.

In the room, Zhang Qingjiu noticed the movement and couldn't help but appreciate the future Yongzhou parent officer a little more.

Although Cheng Shi looks serious and stubborn, he is actually not rigid and has a very bright mind.

When there were only two people left in the room, the atmosphere began to become different again.

Zhang Qingjiu saw Chu Lan staring at his face without blinking. He felt a little embarrassed for no reason. He quickly lowered his head and reached out to pull the belt of Chu Lan's snow-white underwear, "Let me take a look."

Your wound..."

But soon, Zhang Qingjiu realized something was wrong.

Her original intention was to avoid this doggy man's blazing eyes before taking this step, but at this moment, this action seemed a bit "too inappropriate"...

Sure enough, before she could pull off the strap with her fingers, someone pinched her wrist.

Then Chu Lan's low and sweet voice sounded in my ears, "You saved me again."

His voice today was also a bit hoarse, presumably due to the fever he had had before, but when it fell on Zhang Qingjiu's ears, it was inexplicably bewitching.

Fortunately, she came back to her senses in time, laughed and said, "No, it was clearly His Highness the Crown Prince who was brave enough to save Wei Chen."

At the end, he specifically added, "If His Highness hadn't sacrificed his life to save him, I would have been buried in the hands of the thieves."

After Zhang Qingjiu finished speaking, he looked at Chu Lan with an extremely sincere look. His eyes were so charming that I was the most innocent.

But Zhang Qingjiu forgot one thing.

Ever since Chu Lan expressed her feelings, in private situations, unless she was being petty, asking for something from Chu Lan, or wanting to do something "special", she would have given up on the idea of ​​"the prince is a humble minister".

call.

After all, Chu Lan’s name is so smooth...

However, Chu Lan did not forget it.

Narrowing his eyes, Chu Lan did not refute her words, but in her "innocent" eyes, he slowly opened the belt of his inner garment, revealing the wound on his waist that had been stabbed by a stone.

Looking at the bloody hole without gauze or bandage, Zhang Qingjiu took a breath and blurted out angrily, "Who treated the wound like this? All my strength was wasted..."

When the white gauze was gently picked up under his eyelids by a finger with clear joints, Zhang Qingjiu twitched the corner of his mouth and his tone instantly weakened.

Woohoo, when did this bitch become so good at tricking people?

Is this considered self-inflicted? But she really couldn't help it...

Is it too late for her to run away now?


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