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Because it was already the third day, there were almost no people coming to pay their respects.

In addition, the people who were monitoring the palace were no longer there, so Feng Qingjiu wanted to be lazy.

There was no need to wait for dinner. Nanny Jiang asked her to go back to her room to rest, and Feng Qingjiu went back to her room without any delay.

When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, Ye Xiumo appeared in the room again.

He took off his coat and boots, tiptoed to the bed, held the sleeping person in his arms, and kissed her smooth and delicate face.

"Amo, you're back!" Feng Qingjiu's lazy voice sounded.

Hearing the voice, Ye Xiumo kissed her forehead and raised his lips: "I thought you were asleep, why are you still awake so late?"

Feng Qingjiu turned around, put her head close to his chest, and muttered softly: "I can't sleep well without your scent."

"It's all your fault. I've gotten used to your smell. What should I do when you're not around?"

Ye Xiumo stroked the cheek of the person in his arms, speaking in a gentle tone: "How could I not be by your side! Don't worry! No matter where I go or what I do, I will definitely come back at night to sleep with you and let you sleep soundly!"

Feng Qingjiu smiled with satisfaction and said, "That's pretty good."

"By the way, how is the matter at the All Saints' Pavilion going?"

Ye Xiumo nodded: "Well, it's almost done. Except for a few who escaped, all other traitors have been arrested."

Feng Qingjiu: "Amo, when will you take me to your Wansheng Pavilion?"

Ye Xiumo: "Okay, after this incident is over, I will take you there."

"I heard that Lao Er came to see you today."

"How do you know?" Feng Qingjiu raised his eyes and asked.

"Oh...! I see. Tell me, did you have someone watching me?"

"No...!" Looking at the angry woman, Ye Xiumo stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, explaining: "I was just worried about you! So I asked Eleven to follow you to protect you."

"Protect me? Are you sure?" Feng Qingjiu raised his chin and looked at the man above him with confidence: "Even you may not be able to beat me, and you actually let your subordinates protect me, are you kidding me?"

Ye Xiumo smiled dotingly: "Yes, yes, yes...! My Ah Jiu is the best! But I really just asked Shiyi to protect you, there is no other meaning, don't think too much."

"But Lao Er actually touched your hand, and you let him do it, Jiu, I'm angry and unhappy!"

Looking at the man's childish appearance, Feng Qingjiu sniffed and said, "Strange~ There is no vinegar in the dishes tonight. Where does this vinegar smell come from? It's so sour!"

Looking at her, Ye Xiumo chuckled: "You woman, you actually make fun of your husband."

"I will teach you a lesson...!"

“Haha…!” Feng Qingjiu felt itchy all over because of being tickled by a man.

"Stop it, Ah Mo, stop it, it's itchy...! Hehe...!"

“Ajiu…!” Looking at the little face of the person in front of him that had turned red due to the struggle, Ye Xiumo felt a little emotional.

"Don't...! Ah Mo!" Feng Qingjiu grabbed his hand that was about to take action: "I was too tired last night, I need to rest."

Thinking of last night, Ye Xiumo wanted to laugh: "I asked you to come down, but you refused. You must be exhausted!"

"You! Instead of enjoying yourself, you insist on being the one taking action."

"But I am very, very satisfied."

Hearing this, Feng Qingjiu's face turned red: "Don't say that again! I'll get angry if you say that again."

Ye Xiumo said: "Okay...! I won't say anything more."

"I will spare you today, but your body is really not in good condition. You need to practice in the future."

"When I have time later, I will personally teach you how to practice."

When Feng Qingjiu heard this, the first thing that came to his mind was running, so he immediately said, "Amo, please forgive me! What I fear most is exercising."

"I don't want to practice. I'm afraid of getting tired!"

"What a lazy little cat, okay...! No more practicing, go to sleep!" Ye Xiumo hugged the person in his arms.

Feng Qingjiu nodded: "Hmm...!"

In modern times, people are not willing to do anything like running, basketball, volleyball, or Fengqing wine.

After a while, Feng Qingjiu smelled the familiar scent and fell asleep.

Looking at the sleeping face of the person in his arms, Ye Xiumo's face was full of tenderness.

"Ajiu, thank you for coming into my life."

"…………"

This is the Second Prince’s Palace.

Ye Xiuming was lying on the bed, grimacing in pain and sweating profusely.

"Ah...! Can you be gentler? It hurts me so much."

The court doctor said, "Your Highness, all ten of your fingers are broken. I need to connect them one by one. It will be painful. Please be patient."

"My Lord, how did you do this?"

"I was beaten." Ye Xiuming said angrily.

“Ah…?” The court doctor was stunned.

The prince seems to be very skilled in martial arts, how could he be beaten like this?

If you don't hit other places, you have to hit all ten fingers.

When Ye Xiuming thought about being put over his head with a black bag, taken to a corner and beaten, he felt a tightness in his stomach.

The most important thing is that the man’s martial arts skills are actually better than his own, so he can’t resist even if he wants to.

I'm so angry!

"Your Highness, why did that man only hit his hands?" the court doctor asked again.

Ye Xiuming was already very annoyed, and the court doctor kept asking questions, which made him even more annoyed. He could not help but roar:

"You ask me? How do I know?"

"It's not enough to hit me with a thug. Where else do you want someone to hit me?"

"Bandage them properly. If anything happens to my ten fingers, I will not forgive you."

The court doctor lowered his head and said, "Yes, yes, Your Majesty, I obey your command."

In fact, Ye Xiuming was also very puzzled!

Why did that man only hit his hands?

Could it be that he is jealous because his hands are so beautiful?

"Ah...!" Ye Xiuming yelled again: "You want to die, don't you?"

The court doctor pulled his hand back: "I'm sorry, Your Majesty."

"Is it wrapped up already?" Looking at his tightly wrapped fingers, Ye Xiuming felt depressed!

The court doctor said as he collected the things, "Your Highness, your finger needs to be immobilized for a month. It needs to be fixed for a month before it can be moved. Otherwise, it will not be able to return to normal by then."

"What, a month? So long?" Ye Xiuming exclaimed in surprise.

So how do you go to the toilet, eat, and bathe during this month?

As if seeing Ye Xiuming's worry, the court doctor continued, "Your Highness, if you need to use your hands, you can ask others to help."

"Humph!" Ye Xiuming snorted coldly: "You don't have to worry about your waist when you are standing and talking."

You can ask someone to help you eat and bathe, but what about going to the toilet? Especially that thing, do you really have to let someone wipe your butt for a month?

"Your Highness, I can help you." Zhui Ri, who was standing aside, said.

Ye Xiuming glanced at him and said with some disdain: "This is the only way."

Zhui Ri: “…”

There is really nothing that the prince dislikes. I don't even dislike him, but he dislikes me first.