Dressed as the favorite concubine of a downhearted prince

Not only is the plot not arranged like this, but this direction is not at all what Han Sui thought.

To be precise, Han Sui didn't expect Ye Yuming to be so afraid of death. Isn't this the time for him to show his loyalty?

Ye Yuming is good, not only did he not have the slightest intention of showing off in front of him, but he even hid behind Han Sui all the time, wanting Han Sui to block the eyeless sword for him, if Han Sui hadn't pulled him to stop him Run, Ye Yuming didn't know where he slipped off for a long time, he really didn't realize it at all.

"you shut up!"

Han Sui couldn't bear the croaking in his ear, twisted Ye Yuming and planned to stuff people into the carriage. He wanted to try Ye Yuming's attitude, but obviously he couldn't try this attitude today, because Ye Yuming was here to make trouble , but he couldn't use his hands and feet.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

Ye Yuming misunderstood.

The fact that Han Sui used Ye Yuming as a shield several times just now made Ye Yuming a little bit wary of him. When Han Sui pulled him again, Ye Yuming subconsciously wanted to avoid it.

He also really dodged.

But it was not the right time to hide.

The two of them are still arguing in this room. The black-clothed assassins don't have much time to watch the show here. After exchanging glances, they slashed at Ye Yuming with a single move. Ye Yuming didn't know that he was the man in black. His real goal was that they were all coming for Han Sui. When he saw something was wrong, he immediately sneaked into Han Sui's arms like a fool.

His Highness Prince Jing's kung fu is good, he can't escape anyway, and His Highness Prince Jing's side is the safest.

Han Sui: ...

"So afraid of death?"

Ye Yuming closed his eyes: "Nonsense! I am living a good life, of course I am afraid of death!"

Han Sui really didn't know what to say, so he could only concentrate on dealing with the assassins.

"My lord, be careful!" Zhao An had already dealt with the people on his side, and helped Han Sui block a sword. Han Sui took two steps back, trying to let go of Ye Yuming, but Ye Yuming didn't let go now, and hugged him tightly. With his waist tied, he couldn't move at all.

The man in black was approaching menacingly, and Han Sui couldn't cope with it. He was slashed on the arm in an inattentive effort. Han Sui's complexion changed slightly, and he became impatient, and called Zhao An.

"Take it!"

People who dare to assassinate King Jing don't want to live anymore. The people Han Sui brought are all good players, and it's no problem to deal with a few assassins. The reason why I have been fighting with them until now is just to use this Let's take a look at Ye Yuming's reaction, and it turned out that Ye Yuming's reaction was completely beyond his expectations, so there is no need to waste time!

Han Sui gave an order, and the situation changed instantly. After a few moves, the seemingly vicious assassins were at a disadvantage. Under Zhao An's leadership, they were all quickly subdued.

"Keep a few alive." Han Sui retreated outside the battle line and told Zhao An: "Send it back to Wangjing."

"Yes."

Ye Yuming raised his head from Han Sui's arms when he heard Han Sui say he would stay alive. He even looked over there and saw blood splattered out at a glance. The scene was quite bloody and a little disgusting. Ye Yuming shrank his neck, Then he glanced at Han Sui: "Is your lord alright?"

Han Sui: "Isn't it too late for you to remember to ask me if I'm okay?"

What were you doing just now?

However, Ye Yuming ignored him. Seeing that the situation was under control, he immediately let go of Ye Yuming mercilessly, turned his face and ran to the carriage behind.

Before Han Sui wanted to say anything, Ye Yuming had already run to Ye Ya's car.

Oh, what a good brother!

"Xiaoya, are you okay? Were you afraid just now?" Seeing the worry and panic in Ye Ya's eyes, Ye Yuming comforted him repeatedly: "It's okay, their goal is King Jing, if this happens again in the future, you will Still the same as today, obediently hide, don't make a sound, you know?"

Ye Ya nodded obediently: "I see."

Then he pinched Ye Yuming's sleeve worriedly: "Brother, are you injured?"

"No, brother is fine, nothing is wrong." Ye Yuming smiled at Ye Ya: "Brother is well hidden, don't worry."

"Then why is there blood on your body?" Ye Ya pointed to Ye Yuming's right arm: "Here."

"Blood?" Ye Yuming didn't pay attention at all. Hearing what Ye Ya said, he thought he was accidentally injured, and he didn't even know he was bleeding. There's nothing wrong with that.

"Could it be Prince Jing's blood?" Ye Yuming realized later.

Then he remembered the expression on Prince Jing's expression when he spoke just now, feeling a little disgusted and awkward.

Ye Yuming didn't care about Han Sui at all at the time, and there was a little sister in the carriage behind. Although those assassins came for Han Sui, Ye Ya should be fine, but if he didn't go to check in person, he was really worried about Han Sui, and his thoughts were not on Han Sui at all. Sui's body, who knows when he was injured?

At the same time, Ye Yuming was also very thankful that he needed to be witty and brave enough to find himself a safe place to hide first, otherwise he would be poked into a sieve like a dog like Prince Jing?

"Prince Jing is injured?" Ye Ya reminded: "Brother, why don't you go and see Prince Jing? He must really hope that you can be by his side now."

Ye Yuming had already planned to go, but when he heard Ye Ya's serious words, he couldn't help laughing: "You little friend, why are you still being so unreasonable? Maybe he's still worried that his stalwart image will be affected. , you don’t want me to see him?”

"Young master Ye, the prince is here to invite you." It was the familiar voice of the cold Zhao An robot.

Ye Ya covered her mouth and smiled at him, saying, You see, as I expected, the prince really wants to see you.

Ye Yuming rubbed Ye Ya, who was smiling, before going to see Han Sui.

The injured Prince Jing was not so arrogant anymore, he was sitting in Ye Yuming's spacious carriage at the moment, if Han Sui hadn't been injured, Ye Yuming would have wanted to bury him again.

Doesn't the prince not ride in a carriage?I couldn't invite you no matter what I did before, as if it was a shame to ride in the same carriage with Ye Yuming, why didn't you come here now?

But he dared not.

When he got into the carriage, he saw Han Sui bandaging his wound.

Strange movements and awkward postures.

Han Sui was injured on his left arm, and now he took off his left sleeve, revealing half of his arm, Ye Yuming took a sneak peek and didn't dare to look any further.

Prince Jing still has something to offer, even if it's only half an arm, it's enough to make people drool.

"What did your lord call me?"

Ye Yuming leaned over, got a little closer to Han Sui, and shifted his gaze to Han Sui bit by bit. He never dared to look at him, but now looked at him openly. Ye Yuming only gave himself two breaths, and after two deep breaths , he calmed down.

Don't look at it for nothing, don't look at it for nothing, who doesn't look at it for nothing?

Han Sui was injured on his left arm, and it was very inconvenient to bandage himself with one hand. The gauze that wrapped the wound almost fell from his hand. Seeing that Ye Yuming didn't intend to help at all, the veins on Han Sui's forehead twitched. not go down.

"You just look at it like this? Ye Gongzi is too dull, isn't he?"

Ye Yuming was very innocent: "But I don't know how to do this professional work."

After he finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, so he looked at Han Sui's expression carefully: "My lord called me here to help you treat the wound?"

Prince Jing ignored him.

Ye Yuming swallowed his saliva, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you call Zhao Anlai? I really don't know how to do it. The prince has a noble status, so how can I be fooled? You see, this wound is still a knife wound. It's so deep. If it's not done properly, it will become inflamed." Yes, more trouble."

Han Sui had never seen such a person!

"Press it!" Without talking nonsense with Ye Yuming, he bandaged the wound in two or three strokes: "Tie it well, tie it firmly."

"Oh."

Ye Yuming ordered and moved, and honestly tied a beautiful bow tie for him according to Prince Jing's request: "Is this okay?"

Why did it feel like Prince Jing's face turned darker again?Obviously the bow tie is very beautiful.

Ye Yuming said that he was very magnanimous, and he didn't have the same knowledge as the awkward Prince Jing, and he kindly persuaded Prince Jing who seemed to be trying to show off.

"It's definitely not good to treat the wound like this. Let's find a doctor at the next lodging place and let him have a look at it professionally." After Ye Yuming finished speaking, he remembered that he had to take Prince Jing's face into consideration. Prince Jing took care of it himself, and quickly added another sentence: "Of course, I'm not saying that you didn't handle it well, my lord. Is it your own arm or it's better to treat it carefully, don't you think?"

Han Sui: "Why are you talking so much nonsense?"

"How can this be nonsense, my lord, you are wrong, so am I doing it for your own good?" Ye Yuming began to speak bluntly: "Then if the wound gets worse and becomes inflamed, you won't be able to keep your entire arm. Amputation, that's all."

Throwing off one sleeve and hiding it in the clothes, leaving an empty sleeve: "You have become a one-armed Yang Guo, and then you have no brother Diao, which is worse than Yang Guo."

One-armed Yang Guo, Brother Diao, Han Sui didn't understand a single sentence Ye Yuming said, and Han Sui didn't know anyone he was talking about.

"Stupid!" The thin lips parted slightly, but his eyes softened when he didn't know it: "How could Ye Xiang have such a stupid son like you."

"If you scold Ye Xiang, you can scold Ye Xiang. Why do you implicate the innocent me?" Ye Yuming blurted out: "If Ye Xiang really has such an excellent son as me, if he is so stupid as to fight against the prince, what will happen in the future?"

The tone was contemptuous and disgusting, and he did not conceal his dislike for Ye Xiang at all. It was not like what a son would say, even if this son was a pawn in his father's hand.

Han Sui's eyes sank slightly, looking at Ye Yuming's clean and bright eyes, he said something he wanted to say a long time ago.

"You are not Ye Xiang's son, you are not Ye Yuming, who are you?!"

"I..." Ye Yuming suddenly became weak, and he didn't dare to look at Han Sui, his eyes wandered around randomly: "Of course I am Ye Yuming, what nonsense are you talking about, I am not Ye Yuming, who is it, my lord, don't get hurt and burn your brain Right? Let me touch it, it doesn’t burn, so my name is Zhao An, we have to hurry up and find a doctor for you.”

Looking at the back of Ye Yuming leaving in a panic, Han Sui looked away. He just subconsciously emphasized the second half of the sentence that he was Ye Yuming, but ignored the first half of the sentence.

So, it really isn't Ye Xiang's son?Han Sui touched the bow on his left arm with his right hand, and his doubts became even more serious. He couldn't understand Ye Yuming more and more.