Xiao Yizheng glanced down and pulled her up as if he didn't care: "Are you okay? Can you still walk?"
Only then did Qingxi feel pain all over her body. She raised her hand to look at the scratches on the back of her hand and shook her head with a smile.
Xiao Yizheng frowned slightly and looked carefully up and down. He felt a little relieved when he saw that there were many tears in her dress and there was no excessive blood stains.
He pulled Qingxi tightly and slowly climbed up the slope, and there were thick beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Broken carriage frames were scattered on the roadside not far away. Fortunately, the horses did not run away and were eating grass on the roadside. The coachman also ran over in a hurry, covering his legs, but he did not forget to care about Xiao Yizheng and Qingxi.
The injury. "Your Highness, your right shoulder... This is not possible. It needs to be treated quickly..."
Qingxi hurriedly tried to tear open her skirt to bandage him, but he decisively stopped her. "This injury can support her return to the palace."
He glanced at the scene again, his eyes focused and deep, turned around and asked about the coachman's situation, and after confirming that he was fine, he said: "It's not far from the city. The princess and I will ride back to the palace first. You stay here."
These people will come and take all these things back to check if there are any problems?"
The coachman took the order. "Your Highness, don't worry."
Qingxi had already walked up to the horse and got on the horse very neatly, which made Xiao Yizheng and the driver stunned.
She raised her eyebrows and said, "I can ride a horse."
The coachman smiled naively: "The princess is not only good at riding, she is also very proficient in this posture."
Qingxi patted the horse's neck and accepted the compliment very calmly. It was natural to be proficient in riding skills. When she was young in Sujiang, her grandfather specially asked the best local equestrian master to teach her and Qingsong for two years. She looked at Xiao Yizheng
The injury left him the front position.
While talking, Xiao Yizheng also used his left hand to step on the horse.
"It will be quick, just hold on tight." He pinched the horse's belly, Qingxi subconsciously hugged his waist, and the horse galloped away.
When the horses drove into the back gate of the palace, the moon was already rising above the willow trees.
When Zhao Xin saw Qingxi supporting Xiao Yizheng, whose face had turned pale, he was shocked and said: "What, what is going on?"
Xiao Yizheng held Xin Zhao's shoulders and whispered: "Go and send a few people to drag back the damaged frame on Fahua Road. Hurry! The news of my injury must not spread to the palace. Hurry!"
Soon after Zhao Xin left, Uncle Zhong led the doctor into Zhengze Garden.
"Doctor Qian, I'm sorry to trouble you, but this matter should not be spread to outsiders." Xiao Yizheng said solemnly while lying on the bed.
Doctor Qian nodded: "Young man understands so much and knows the rules."
Xiao Yizheng smiled and pointed at Qingxi: "Check for the princess first. She has injured her hand. Let's go and take care of it."
Qingxi raised her eyebrows and said angrily: "I have nothing to do, go and treat His Highness's wound." Seeing that Xiao Yizheng still wanted to insist, she added: "I'll go back and change clothes first. If you haven't treated your wound when I come back, I'll
Go into the palace and tell your father to go." After saying that, he turned around and left the house.
Xiao Yizheng chuckled and shook his head.
And when Qingxi changed into clean clothes and returned to Zhengzeyuan, Xiao Yizheng's wound cleaning was not over.
She looked at his half-naked right arm and was a little embarrassed at first, but soon all her attention was focused on the wound.
Although the wound punctured by the sharp branch was not deep, the wound was quite large. The process of applying the medicine naturally affected the wound, and the pain still made Xiao Yizheng frown from time to time.
Qingxi's heart twitched slightly as his eyebrows moved up and down. She glanced and landed on a long wound mark on her right upper arm not far from his new wound that had healed and had a slightly reddish complexion. She paused for a moment.
He stepped forward and understood that this was the mark he left behind when he rescued people in the southwest.
I took a trip to the southwest and was injured. Now, before I even set out to the northwest, I was already injured.
Qingxi lowered her eyes sadly, her mood too complex to describe.
"Princess, I'll take care of your wounds."
She suddenly came back to her senses and saw that Doctor Qian had already walked in front of her, and Xiao Yizheng was looking at her and smiling.
The injury on the back of her hand had been simply treated, so it didn't take Doctor Qian long. Then he opened the pharmacy, gave some instructions, and was led out of the house by Uncle Zhong.
And Xin Zhao also came back early to resume his life.
"Your Highness, the things are being dragged back. I'll come back and let you know first. The driver was fine when we left."
"After careful inspection, the car must have been tampered with."
After Zhao Xin left, Qingxi stepped forward and asked urgently: "Who wants to harm you? Are you not going to leave for the northwest tomorrow?"
Seeing her anxious look, Xiao Yizheng smiled slightly and asked her to sit down.
Qingxi only cared about his safety and didn't care about much, so she sat down beside the bed, very close to Xiao Yizheng, staring at him with her big eyes.
Xiao Yizheng felt a little uncomfortable being stared at by her. He gathered up the clothes on his body and said, "Don't be so nervous. There is no way the carriage could be so easily overturned by a jolt. Although I don't know who it is yet."
He planned this incident, but I think the purpose may just be to cause me some minor injuries."
"Slightly injured?" Qingxi was puzzled, and suddenly frowned: "Is it because I want to prevent you from going to the northwest?"
Xiao Yizheng nodded: "Maybe."
"Why?" Qingxi murmured.
Xiao Yizheng moved his body and asked in a deep voice: "I remember you said that the murder of the Crown Princess does not seem to be the fault of Concubine Nian alone?"
Qingxi thought for a while and realized that she had indeed said this, so she nodded lightly. "But in the end, Concubine Nian is solely responsible for this matter."
"I'm afraid your guess may be right."
Xiao Yizheng's light words left Qingxi stunned.
"This is also the fundamental reason why I insist on going to the northwest."
Qingxi was stunned. "Why?"
"I don't know if my father has any doubts about this matter. But now that he is in poor health and the third brother is not in Shangdu, if there are unscrupulous people hiding in the dark in the court, the general who has the power to deploy the military cannot be allowed to do so at this time.
Away from Shangdu."
"Then who doesn't want you to go?"
Xiao Yizheng shook his head, "At the moment, I can't guess."
"Then will it be dangerous for you to go?" Qingxi unconsciously grasped the sleeves of his clothes hanging by the bed.
The light in Xiao Yizheng's eyes was even brighter: "The more people stop me, the more I want to go."
"But your injury?" Qingxi's eyes fell on his right shoulder again.
His clothes concealed half of the wound, but the blood oozing from the remaining half of the bandage was clearly visible.
When mentioning the wound, Xiao Yizheng seemed to think of something, and said solemnly: "You pushed me away so self-righteously that you faced the danger yourself. This was very dangerous. I told you that you should never actively put yourself in danger.
.Aheng, remember, there won’t be a next time!”
Qingxi was originally worried about his injury, but when she heard his stern tone, she felt aggrieved and speechless for a moment.
Xiao Yizheng lowered his eyes, wanting to see her expression clearly, but he caught a glimpse of blood seeping out from the gauze wrapped around the back of her right hand. He felt a pain in his heart, stretched out his hand to hold up her delicate and white hand, and said softly:
"How can I feel better when you are hurt for me?"
When Qing Xi raised his head again, he somehow shed two lines of tears. "You are injured and have to travel far to go to the battlefield. How can I feel better?"
Her voice was warm and greasy, like a feather fan floating over Xiao Yizheng's heart. It was sour and itchy, numb and soft. He looked at her mirror-like eyes, and the crystal clear tears streaked across her face that could be broken by a blow. The oil lamp in the room
The dim light created a hazy feeling. He reached out to wipe away her tears, and those tears seemed to fall into his heart, nourishing countless comforting emotions.
Qingxi didn't resist, she slowly closed her eyes, feeling his silent but firm comfort, which made her feel at ease and reassured, but her tears seemed to have opened, uncontrollable, and fell again and again. She was worried about his
I am hurt and feel sorry for his burden.
Xiao Yizheng's brows furrowed even more tightly, not knowing how to cure her tears. When an idea came to his mind, he couldn't help but think about it. He stepped forward, gently placed his lips on her cheeks, and kissed her softly.
tears.
The sound of Qingxi Tong froze, and her mind seemed to be set off with fireworks. She felt that her mind went blank and her ears kept ringing.
And Xiao Yizheng's kiss had already landed on her lips, touching her carefully and gently, leaving as soon as he touched her, then touching again to test. It was clear that there was still the salty taste of her tears on his lips, but he felt as if he had a taste disorder.
Her lips were extremely soft and sweet. He pressed them tightly, wanting to explore the deeper warmth and beauty.
But Qingxi, who had already opened his eyes, seemed to understand. He suddenly pushed hard and stood up. He blushed and panted, looking at Xiao Yizheng nervously and at a loss.
Xiao Yizheng's wound hurt, and he subconsciously protected the wound with his left hand. Seeing this, Qingxi was worried about his wound and hurriedly wanted to go forward to check, but saw Xiao Yizheng raised his head and looked at her with a complicated expression.
She paused and avoided his gaze. Her face half-lit by the candlelight seemed angry. She heard his hoarse voice: "I... I'm sorry... It's me..., if you
We can feel angry and complain as much as we want...or we can just pretend that nothing happened..."
He spoke intermittently and very hesitantly, a tone and attitude that Qingxi had never heard before.
Qingxi suddenly raised her eyes and stared at him, biting her lower lip, as if she was even more angry.
She turned around and walked out of the room quickly, slamming the door behind her.
The female attendants on duty at the door looked at each other in confusion and glanced at each other. The princess was very angry and not easy to mess with.
Qingxi walked quickly towards Chaolan Garden, with all the emotions rushing into her heart: shyness, grievance, anger, worry... all mixed together, making her feel like her chest and brain were about to explode, and the tears that had just been stopped by Xiao Yizheng's kiss started again.
The embankment had burst. She kept raising her hands to wipe away her tears, and when she saw her injured hand again, her feet trembled and she almost lost her balance. She hurriedly held on to the courtyard wall on the side, and her breathing became more and more rapid. Suddenly, she
Not wanting to go forward, he turned back regardless and rushed into Xiao Yizheng's bedroom in Zhengzeyuan like a gust of wind.
The female attendants were startled again. The princess was approaching with such menace that they stayed away.
Xiao Yizheng, who was staring at the oil lamp with a downcast expression, looked at Qing Xi who was leaving and returning. He was not even surprised when he saw her pointing at him angrily with a face like a tabby cat: "Xiao Chengzhan,
You hugged me, touched your hands, and kissed me, but you actually told me that you would forget it. Tell me, when you were walking around the world, were you also so frivolous and frivolous with many women? People outside said you were some kind of knight-errant.
Your Highness, the Sixth Highness, who is brave enough to save people, is so wise and powerful that I am blind! I am also blind!"
After saying that, without giving him any time to react, she slammed the door and left.
