Quick Travel: Save the poor little villain

Yajiu looked up curiously, but apart from the thin beads of cold sweat on his forehead, there was almost no sign of pain on his face.

Even when the court doctor changed the dressing, he had to use a knife to cut out the rotten flesh.

Jinchen stared at Yajiu's festering arm and spoke in a righteous voice.

"It's okay if he's good-looking, what's there to ask?"

Very good, this is very consistent with the young master's character of doing whatever he wants.

This answer was something Yaji had never thought of.

Killers pay the least attention to their appearance. Yajiu has never looked at himself carefully and most of the time he covers his face. Apart from that, he wears various human skin masks to disguise himself.

Just as he was lost in thought, his bruised body was covered by the quilt again.

The palace doctor wiped his sweat and said helplessly: "Your Highness, the conditions here are limited. We cannot treat all the poisonous ulcers. We still have to return to the palace as soon as possible."

"Otherwise, the toxin will spread, and by then... I'm afraid the meridians and bones won't be able to heal themselves."

If his meridians cannot be restored, it means that he will become a useless person in the future.

How can I protect my master then?

Yajiu's heart sank slightly, and he subconsciously reached out to pull the corner of Jinchen's clothes, and a timid and pitiful look emerged.

"master……"

"Okay, okay, don't worry."

Jin Chen waved his hand and asked Da Hu to take the doctor away. He sat down beside the couch and patted the quilt. "Since I saved you, I will never let you have any root cause of illness."

These words made Yajiu's expression look better, and the smile he forced out was pale but obedient.

It’s great that he is willing to trust his master.

[The detection of the villain triggers the heartbeat value, the heartbeat value is +5, and the total is 5! 】

Yajiu lowered his brows and quietly tightened the corner of his clothes in his hand. However, such a small movement made Yajiu's heart beat faster and he was terrified.

He knew in his heart that if he waited until he recovered from his illness, he might never have the opportunity to have such contact with his master again.

This fool, is the life-saving grace so important to him?

When Jinchen heard the heart rate reminder, he pinched Yajiu's face a little harder. Then he scratched it a few times with his fingers as if to soothe him.

"Young Master, the prince is here." Dahu reported from outside.

Jinchen held Yajiu's shoulder as he tried to get up, "Just go to sleep. You don't think you can perform rituals when you're seriously injured like this."

"Chen'er is right. There is no need to salute."

Jin Xuanqi sat opposite Jin Chen. At first glance, Yajiu had the impression that he was noble yet elegant. No wonder he was named King Han. It was said that he was a man of great literary talent and could be called the best in this dynasty.

"This king has some questions, just answer them, don't worry about your identity."

King Han already had some guesses about Yajiu's identity, but this place was dangerous and it was not a good time to talk.

Jin Chen muttered, "Father, you are so mean. Is there anything you can't ask back home?"

Jin Xuanqi looked at him helplessly, "This is an urgent matter, I have to ask."

"Okay." Jinchen drank the tea slowly and complained, "This tea doesn't taste good."

Jin Xuanqi's voice became more serious. "This list of treasonous blood letters was given to me by Lao Cao."

Hearing Lao Cao's name again, Yajiu's eyes turned red, he lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yes."

"Where is Lao Cao now? Is he okay?"

Jin Xuanqi obviously cared more about this. He didn't even know what to say to this old friend.

Yajiu grasped the edge of his clothes and exerted a little force, but his voice still did not convey any emotion, "He's dead."

"That cloth... was his underwear, and the blood used to write was also his."

"Before he died, Lao Cao told me to do my best to deliver this list to you, so that he could rest in peace in his grave."

Silent for a long time.

Jinchen brushed the corner of Yajiu's eyes and said, "If you cry, the best medicine will be useless."

Yajiu was so scared that he quickly stopped crying.

He took a breath and quietly moved closer to Jinchen.

Jin Xuanqi sighed and said, "The world is unpredictable."

"Kid, who is Lao Cao to you?"

Yajiu lowered his voice, "Reporting to the prince, Old Cao is both my husband and my teacher to me."

"In...there, if it weren't for his help, I would have died a thousand times already."

Jinchen interrupted again, "No, what are you talking about."

Jin Xuanqi looked at him unhappily, "Chen'er, why are you asking so many questions? If you have some free time, why not learn some more self-defense skills?"

"Everywhere is in turmoil nowadays, and your identity is very popular."

Jinchen covered his ears, "No one can beat me!"

"puff."

Jin Xuanqi's sad mood was amused by these words, "Father thinks you have been dreaming too much recently...Okay, okay, I won't say anything."

"In that case, Yajiu will live in the palace from now on. Chen'er, you must treat him well."

Jin Chen crossed his arms and looked at the boy curled up in the quilt, and said confidently, "Am I not good to you?"

"it is good……"

It couldn't be better.

Even Lao Cao had never been so attentive and caring to him.

Yajiu whispered, "The servant will be well soon and can protect the master."

Hearing Yajiu's self-introduction, Jin Xuanqi frowned slightly. After all, he was the son of an old friend, and it might not be appropriate to take him as a servant.

But if it is to protect Chen'er, it is also a good thing, and there is no need to worry about rebellion.

Jin Xuanqi glanced at his son who was playing with Yajiu's fingers lovingly, and his eyes twitched when he thought of his wife's words "love is just beginning".

"Chen'er can arrange these things, and I won't ask about them."

"Father, please take care. It's time to go back home. My waist hurts." Jinchen supported his waist with one hand, which diluted his noble temperament a little.

After Jin Xuanqi left, Jin Chen turned around and saw Yajiu staring at his waist. He immediately frowned and pinched his face with his hand.

"What are you looking at? It's very useful!

Yajiu blinked in confusion, not understanding how the two sentences were connected.

What good is that? He was just worried whether his master was injured.

"It hurts..." he whispered.

Jinchen rubbed it and said, "You are made of tofu, how come you are more afraid of pain than me."

Ya hadn't spoken for a long time and was a little shy. When Jinchen picked up the book to read, he looked at Jinchen quietly.

It doesn't really hurt. I can endure even the cutting of flesh and breaking of bones.

But I have never been treated so well by anyone, and I couldn't help but confirm it again and again... I was afraid it was just a dream.

Jinchen was reading a storybook while eating pastries, feeding them to Yajiu from time to time.

The pastries are delicious. I haven’t eaten anything this good in a long time. They are a hundred times better than steamed buns.

During the few days on the return journey, Yajiu was taken good care of. Even when he was able to get off the car and walk around, Dahu was with him, for fear that he would fall or get hurt again.

But most of the time, Yajiu didn't want to leave the carriage and wanted to stay with his master.

Jinchen was bored, so he made various objects out of dogtail grass. Yajiu got quite a few and put them all away carefully.