The second son of the prince's family

The wound on Pei Qian's face is because the fetus in his stomach can't take painkillers, so he can only endure it like this. He can still endure it during the day, but at night, only Geng San is by his side, and all the patience Persistence does not exist, and she cowardly cries out her pain to him.

Geng San felt even more painful in his heart, so he could only hug Pei Qian tightly and coax him, preventing him from doing self-harm.

When Pei Qian fell asleep, he could still see his body trembling uncontrollably because of the pain. Geng San looked at him with pain and pity in his eyes, and only hoped that he could sleep for a while.

After Pei Qian fell asleep, Geng San went to the room where Zhao Liu and the others were imprisoned, and beat them back and forth with bare hands.

"How dare you treat me like this...ah! I won't let you go...ah..."

"Ah! Forgive me..."

"I was wrong... um... ah..."

"Help... Please, let us go..."

"Don't dare again..."

From the beginning of Zhao Liu's stubborn mouth to the later begging for mercy, Geng San was completely unmoved, and tried to torture them with knives, whips and sticks.

Even seeing them dying and begging for mercy weakly on the ground, Geng San couldn't get rid of the hatred in his heart. Every time he thought of Pei Qian lying on the bed in pain, Geng San wished to cut them into pieces.

"Dong dong dong." The door was knocked cautiously, Geng San threw the blood-stained knife on the ground, and said indifferently: "Come in."

When Da Shan came in, he smelled the strong smell of blood in the room, and saw four people lying on the ground not far away, he was inhumane, bowed his head and said: "Boss, Nanyang City Lord is in contact with foreign enemies, and searched for nearly 10 people's fat and blood." The two pieces of gold were reported by Song Linqing, the deputy guard, and he fled with his family tonight."

Lying on the ground covered in blood, the fat man froze almost invisible, with despair in his eyes, trying to gnash his teeth to kill himself with all his strength, but was stepped on his chin by a black boot, with a "click" , his jaw was broken.

Fatty's eyes were tearing open and he tried to look up, Geng San said in a low voice with indifference, "You want to commit suicide?"

The fat man's mouth was covered in blood and he couldn't speak. He could only make a "ho ho" sound from his throat.

There was a sneer on the corner of Geng San's lips, and his voice was cold: "It's a good idea."

Dashan's heart trembled, and he lowered his head even more respectfully.The boss has shown his power these days, and no one dares to get close to him. Unfortunately, he is the only one who took the pressure to reply to the progress.

Geng San took care of a few people, calmed down a bit, and said to Da He, "The Nanyang city lord Lu Anshan was killed because he disagreed with the foreign enemy to share the spoils. You know how to deal with it. Remember to bring back the one surnamed Lu, and I will entertain him personally."

Dashan bowed his head: "Yes."

Geng San said again: "Also, have you found out who is chasing Ning Yuan?"

Da Shandao: "These people came from the capital, and they are very skilled, but they are not the opponents of the brothers. We found gold medals with royal hidden guards on them..."

Geng San's eyes sank slightly, and he said after a while: "Have everyone been dealt with?"

Da Shan said: "Boss, don't worry, there are so few little grasshoppers, there will never be any escape."

Geng San glanced at him lightly, Dahe immediately fell silent, and wanted to slap himself in the heart, how could you be so good at making you talk too much.

"What does the court say?"

Da Shan said: "I sent the imperial envoy Zheng Kunjian with the imperial decree, and now on the way, this Zheng Kunjian belongs to the second prince's faction, presumably they want to mention him as the lord of Nanyang City."

Nanyang City is located in an important position, and everyone wants to place their own people here.

Geng San said: "Second prince..."

He pondered for a while, and said: "Pay attention to the people around Zheng Kunjian, and find a way to make Song Linqing gain the trust of the second prince."

Seeing that it was getting late, it was time for Pei Qian to drink medicine. Geng San went to wash up, washed off the bloody smell on his body, changed his clothes, and then took the anti-abortion medicine porridge and the medicine for wound healing, Go into Pei Qian's room.

Pei Qian was still asleep, frowning unsteadily, and even clenched his hands tightly.

Geng San put the medicine and porridge on the stool aside, and went to wake Pei Qian up.

The wound on Pei Qian's face gradually began to heal and form scars. Geng San had to apply the ointment prescribed by the doctor to him every day, but the scars were still horrific, slanting across the entire face, and the flesh was cracked across the face.

Geng San gently stretched Pei Qian's hand away and interlocked his fingers to prevent him from being so nervous, then lowered his head and carefully kissed the corner of Pei Qian's lips, murmured: " Get up and eat."

He squeezed Pei Qian's fingers again, "Ning Yuan, don't sleep anymore, sleep after eating."

Pei Qian moved his fingers. He slept very restlessly in his dream, but suddenly felt a very warm breath surrounding him, and a soft and deep voice called him. His heart relaxed, and he suddenly didn't want to wake up.

Seeing Pei Qian loosen his frowning brows and shrunk into the quilt, Geng San couldn't help smiling, and deliberately rubbed his stubble on Pei Qian's neck. Pei Qian shrugged his shoulders to avoid it, and slowly opened his eyes. open your eyes.

Pei Qian opened his eyes, and saw a pair of deep eyes looking at him with a smile and a little pampering. Suddenly, his heart was extremely stable. He couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality, and he smiled unconsciously. He didn't want to, but accidentally pulled the wound on his face, causing his whole face to wrinkle in pain.

Both hands also clasped Geng San's fingers tightly.

Geng San's complexion changed, and he said nervously: "What's wrong, did you touch the wound? It's all right, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt...I'll call the doctor!"

Pei Qian pulled him back, exhaled carefully, and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt."

Where is he not in pain, he is obviously putting up with patience.

Geng San understood this, and knew that the doctor had nothing to do, so he leaned over and blew on his wound lightly, holding back his throat and coaxing Pei Qian: "Give it to you, and it won't hurt anymore."

Pei Qian obediently let him move, feeling the soft and warm breath brushing over his cheeks, as if it really didn't hurt much.

Geng San brought the medicine to Pei Qian, when Pei Qian saw the bowl in Geng San's hand, his expression changed, and he moved back slightly vigilantly.

Geng San smiled with a hint of anticipation and a bit of bad taste, and said, "Do you still want me to help you today?"

Pei Qian's ears were slightly pink, his eyes struggled for a while, and finally he said resignedly: "I drink it myself."

After speaking, he frowned like a hero rushing to the battlefield, closed his eyes and looked up a few sips before finishing the medicine.

A few days ago, Pei Qian lost his temper and refused to take the medicine, so he just died like this.

Geng San looked at him with a dark face. Although Pei Qian was afraid in his heart, he was not afraid, but Geng San, a rascal, suddenly said to him with a smile, "I'll help you drink."

Before Pei Qian could react, Geng San pinned him down on the bed, kissed him gently and forcefully until he was dizzy, and then fed him medicine with his mouth one by one.

When Pei Qian thought of this, he couldn't help but glared at Geng San, but Geng San immediately brought the candied sweet cake to Pei Qian's mouth, and said with distress in his eyes: "Hurry up and eat some of this."

Pei Qian naturally opened his mouth and took a bite of the sweet cake.

Suddenly, I am no longer afraid of how bitter the medicine is, and I am no longer afraid of pain.

Pei Qian drank the medicinal porridge again, and Geng San came over after packing up his things and lay down with him.Pei Qian couldn't sleep at all because he slept too much these two days.

The wound on his face was constantly hurting, and he leaned in Geng San's arms and kept looking at Geng San.

Geng San habitually patted him on the back lightly, but when he lowered his head, he saw Pei Qian's eyes wide open, looking at him.

"What's the matter, is the wound so painful that you can't bear it?"

Pei Qian said: "No, I slept too much and couldn't fall asleep."

Geng San suddenly smiled and said, "Then let's do something else?"

"Other things" Geng San said these words very slowly, Pei Qian's ears turned red suddenly, his eyes shy and angry flashed, and he said reservedly and expectantly: "What other things?"

Geng San didn't speak, and slowly leaned over Pei Qian's body, lowered his head, leaned into Pei Qian's ear, and lightly pecked his pink and tender second tip.

Pei Qian's heart was about to jump out of his chest, and he looked at Geng San with moist eyes without blinking, his hands tightly grasping Geng San's clothes, feeling the warmth and softness touching his ears, his whole body seemed to be on fire It seemed that they were all agitated uncontrollably.

But after Geng San kissed him, he got up and said, "Come and get dressed."

Pei Qian: "?"

Half an hour later, Pei Qian and Geng San sat on a hundred-year-old pagoda tree in the south of Nanyang City, looked down at the bright lights below, and men and women knelt under the tree and made devout wishes.

The locust tree is covered with red cloth strips, each with wishes written on it.

Pei Qian was tightly wrapped by Geng San, only a pair of eyes were exposed, because of fear, he held Geng San's arm tightly and sat in Geng San's arms, looking down with a trace of curiosity in his eyes.

Geng San protected him, and the two of them sat on a branch above the locust tree, their legs swaying in the air, and they could see the lights of most of Nanyang City.

Pei Qian reached out for a red cloth strip, and tried hard to read what was written in it under the dim moonlight and the lights below, but he couldn't see clearly because it was too dark.

Geng San leaned over to take a look, and said, "I hope my husband will be able to go to high school this year."

Pei Qian glanced at him, why could he see it?

Geng San was smiling, Pei Qian suddenly felt a little embarrassed, glanced at his eyes, and gave Geng San another red cloth strip.

"I hope my dad gets better soon."

"I hope my future husband treats me well, don't have a concubine, God, don't tell others."

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"May God bless this fetus to be a son."

Seeing this, Geng San paused with his fingers, and carefully loosened the arms tightly around Pei Qian's waist. He couldn't help but want to touch Pei Qian's belly again. I don't know if this little guy is a boy or a boy. As for the girl, will she be as handsome and handsome as Pei Qian?