Chapter 6
Chapter 6
"But father is not willing to kill me, is he?" Mu Xueyin's voice began to tremble, and his brain began to dizzy, but he couldn't faint, because he didn't want to miss any expression of Xuanyang King.He was very happy with this kind of punishment, because more than once, he found a trace of distress from Xuanyang King's indifferent and hateful expression.
Day two.
Mu Xueyin slowly opened her eyes, white velvet, white gauze curtains, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms, it seems that she has returned to Qingxue Lanxuan.
"Young master, you are awake!" The graceful figure wrapped in yellow clothes, with only two small yellow flowers on the simple bun as accessories, is also full of aura, if not for holding a sword in his hand all the time No one would know that such a dexterous woman would be a killer.
This woman is Mo Zhanyi, the second commander of Mu Xueyin's secret murder weapon "Shadow".
Mu Xueyin looked at the peach branches hanging above her head expressionlessly: "How long have I been asleep?"
"Two days, son!"
Mu Xueyin wanted to sit up, but touched the wound on his body, only to realize that his upper body was naked, and the wound had been bandaged, Mo Zhanyi hurriedly helped Mu Xueyin up, and said, "My lord, be careful." The wounds on your body were all bandaged in Tsing Yi, you didn't even see it, when he bandaged your wounds, his hands were shaking, this time, the prince really hit harder!"
Leaning on the soft pillow, Mu Xueyin endured the throbbing pain of the nerves in the wound, and said weakly, "When did I come back?"
"The night before yesterday, Tsing Yi went back to Xuanyang Mansion with us on his back, just happened to bump into the Song of Songs who was about to send you back, so Tsing Yi came back with you fainted son on his back." Mo Zhanyi thought of Tsing Yi's expression at that time, It hurts so much.Feeling sorry for Tsing Yi, Mo Zhanyi didn't know what was wrong with him.
The corners of the pale mouth suddenly turned up, and a bleak but happy smile bloomed: "Father actually asked Shang Ge to send me back, he still cares about me."
"Forgive Zhanyi to be blunt, if the prince cares about the young master, why should he be so harsh? Tsing Yi spent a lot of effort this time to help the young master stop the bleeding." Mo Zhanyi said a little bit unfairly.
"You don't need to tell me that." Mu Xueyin's tone turned cold, and Mo Zhanyi hurriedly knelt down: "My lord, forgive me, Zhanyi talked too much."
"Where's Tsing Yi?"
"Qingyi went to make the medicine herself. I don't know when the young master will wake up, so Qingyi always boils and boils. When the young master does not wake up, he pours out the cold medicine, and then goes to the pharmacy to boil it, so that Zhanyi can keep it. Keep watch in the prince's room."
And at this moment, the door was opened.A thin but muscular man in a green shirt approached slowly. His long hair was tied up high, heroic and lonely, and his hands wrapped in black cloth so hard to see his fingers were holding a bowl of steaming water at the moment. medicine bowl.
This man is Mu Xueyin's bodyguard Tsing Yi.Seeing that Mu Xueyin had woken up, Tsing Yi couldn't hide the joy in his heart, his hands holding the medicine bowl trembled, walked to Mu Xueyin's bed, and bent down: "My lord, drink up the medicine!"
"If I'm not afraid of knocking over the medicine bowl, you can continue to stand there!" Mu Xueyin said with a smile.
Tsing Yi stepped forward, sat down, scooped up a spoonful of medicine and handed it to Mu Xueyin's mouth, Mu Xueyin opened her mouth and drank it.
This is a very warm picture, perhaps Tsing Yi, only when facing the young master, those expressionless eyes will show tenderness!
Mo Zhanyi lowered his head in frustration, and still didn't dare to get up without Mu Xueyin's order.
"Zhanyi, step back!"
"Yes, son!" Tsing Yi handed the empty bowl to Mo Zhanyi, and when Mo Zhanyi left the room, Mu Xueyin said, "Tsing Yi, are you tired?"
"No!" Tsing Yi replied lightly.
"Every time I get hurt, I need you to help me bandage it. It's really hard work for you!" Mu Xueyin smiled softly.
"My lord, that's what Tsing Yi should do, but every time Tsing Yi sees the dense scars appearing on the Young Master's body, Tsing Yi can't stand it."
"It's also thanks to you that I don't have any scars on my body. The prince confessed it. If I have scars on my body, he will feel disgusted even if he looks at me!"
Tsing Yi hurriedly got up and knelt down: "My lord, even if there is no confession from the prince, Tsing Yi will do everything I can to do anything for my lord."
"I understand, get up!" Mu Xueyin closed her eyes tiredly.
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