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"Still itchy?" Seeing Jing Chen shaking his back from time to time, raising and lowering his hands, he asked softly.

"Nonsense, try it." Jing Chen said angrily.

"The deep wound on your back has just healed for a short time, and it will easily rupture if you move around."

Those dozens of lashes were no joke. The deep scars on his body had healed a bit slowly in the past few days. No matter how restless this guy is, he would easily leave marks.

After being injured, you must take good care of it.

"But I'm uncomfortable." Jing Chen snorted.

He didn't say a word when he was whipped by his father, but now he has learned to complain.

The person behind him didn't speak, and seemed to have left the bed, but came back not long after.

He took the towel and pressed it on his back. The water in the towel was wrung out, but it was still a little damp. He pressed it lightly on his back, and the uncomfortable itching subsided a lot.

Fortunately, the weather is not cold now, otherwise since he was injured, he would lie on the bed with his back exposed all day long, and it would be no wonder he didn't catch a cold.

"How is it?" the person behind him asked softly.

"Very comfortable." Jing Chen lay on the bed, barely snoring from his throat like a cat.

Jun Shaoqian didn't speak, just holding the handkerchief and gently pressing on his back.

"It's hard for you to think of such a way." Jing Chen smiled, the wound should not touch water, now he has wrung out the towel so that there is only a little coolness left in the towel. Less itching will not affect the wound. "Hey, I heard that you have a great career in Fenglin's family, why don't you go back?"

This person did not work in the Imperial Hospital. When he found out that something was wrong with Jun Ziqian, he asked Imperial Physician Yang. Imperial Physician Yang said that Jun Ziqian had a career in Fenglin and spent most of his time in Fenglin. He would visit his old man every few months. sky.

But now, it has been a month since he was drugged and woke up to see him. Why hasn't this guy gone back?

"Aren't you afraid that those people will smash your house and evacuate your money and leave?" Jing Chen joked.

"They dare not." Jun Ziqian said flatly, "Your injury is important."

"Cut," Jing Chen curled his lips, "You know these injuries are nothing to me. The injuries I suffered when I was on missions were much worse than now, and you gave me the medicine yourself." He endured His mother will be more worried if he doesn't speak, so it's better to whine all day long, so his mother won't think that he is holding back.

"That was before." The hand holding the towel paused, and Jun Shaoqian said flatly, "It won't happen in the future."

"You know you won't in the future." Jing Chen said with a smile, "Things are impermanent. I offended so many people in the past, but now I leave the protection of the royal family. If those fish who slipped through the net know, it's no wonder they don't come to trouble me."

"They won't have a chance." Jun Shaoqian said indifferently.

Jing Chen turned his head to look at him with some doubts. His posture was a little difficult. After all, he was still lying on his stomach and Jun Shaoqian was behind him. He needed to turn his head hard to barely see him.

But Jun Shaoqian has always been expressionless, even if Jing Chen stared out his eyes, he might not be able to see his emotions.

Turning his head like this was too tiring, so Jing Chen gave up and turned back.

There was silence in the room, Jun Shaoqian put down the towel and began to apply medicine to Jing Chen.

The cold ointment was applied on the back, which was very comfortable.Jing Chen was a little drowsy, but he didn't like too much silence. He was the only one in the palace before, and he had had enough of years of silence.

"Actually, these injuries are nothing," he said sullenly, "I have practiced martial arts, so these small injuries and pains are nothing."

"En." Jun Shaoqian responded, indicating that he was listening.

"I just don't want to hide it. A little pain is pain. Even people who have practiced martial arts didn't say that they won't hurt after being injured. I just want to say it."

"You're more like a human being."

"You also think that I was not human at all before, right?" Jing Chen smiled wryly, "Thinking about it now, I don't even know how I endured it."

He counted with his fingers: "At the beginning, he said that he wanted to become a queen because he wanted to stabilize the heroes of the previous court. Later, he said that the queen's mother's family should not be dominant, and someone in the harem needs to check and balance the queen, so the emperor Rouhuang appeared in the harem. The imperial concubine is only under the empress. The empress really felt a sense of crisis. In order to equally share the favor of the imperial concubine, she tried to get other women in, and even proposed a draft, so he had no choice but to agree. It was really a last resort. In the end, he didn't even bother to explain, the pain in my heart, the bitterness in my heart, who knows except Zhuyue Zhuqing?" Jing Chen said softly, "At the end, he never came to see me again, I was reduced to nothing. To the point where I have to build a good relationship with his concubine to see him occasionally, but he is willing to see me, probably because he has a task for me."

That person always appeared suddenly when he was in despair, giving him a little hope again. He never treated him materially badly, and occasionally stood up for him. Now it seems that he used such means to make himself stupid. I think the man still has feelings for him.

"Thinking about those days until now, I still feel terrible. I love the excitement so much, how did such a proud person spend those ten years?" It was less than a month since I left the palace, but everything before it seemed like a lifetime ago.It's like a long, long time ago, just a few days ago, and he doesn't really remember what happened in the past ten years.

It's like having a nightmare. When the nightmare is not over, I feel difficult to breathe and even feel like I know myself. No matter what, I can't escape the shadow of this nightmare. In the end, I struggled until I was exhausted. I can bear all the pain in the dream, it is clear and deep, and I feel that I will never forget it in my life, but after suddenly waking up, I only remember something vaguely.

Looking back now, these ten years seem to have become a blank period, except for a huge palace, he doesn't remember anything.

He remembered that he used to close his eyes and reach out to touch that person's face. In the end, he could describe his appearance with his eyes closed, but today, ten years later, he can't even blur the person's appearance. up.

These years...he has become more and more used to bowing his head in front of him, just like those concubines who dare not look directly at him, and his occasional care can make him happy for a while.

But now, all of this is blurred, except for that cold and huge palace, he doesn't remember anything.

On the contrary, I often dream about what happened when I was 15 years old recently.It's like a connecting port, squeezing out the middle ten years, and directly connecting him now to the time when he was 15 years old ten years ago.

"Now I can express my feelings without any scruples. Some people will care about me, some people will care about me, and some people will be nervous about me. Why should I endure it?"

Jun Shaoqian didn't speak, he knew that what this guy needed was someone who would listen to him.

He will never tell his family these words, even if his family should have learned about his recent situation through various channels, even if everyone in this family knows that he has had a hard time these years, but there are some words that he can not say.

Jun Shaoqian is different. Jun Shaoqian has taken his pulse and prescribed medicine for him over the years, and has seen how he struggled over the years, so he can speak out without any scruple.

Jun Shaoqian is not a person who breaks his mouth. He is sure that what he said today will not fall into the ears of others.

So he talked about some of the past intermittently, talking nonsensically, with warmth when he was a teenager, and despair later.

In the end, it turned into relief.

"When the young master recovers from his injury, he will run to Fenglin. The young master is not born with a broken sleeve. He can always find someone who I am willing to take care of or who is willing to take care of me. I will start again and see who will have a better life in the future. good."

"I thought you planned not to marry from now on." There was a faint smile in Jun Shaoqian's voice, his previous worries seemed unnecessary.

"Who is the young master? How can something like being bitten by a snake be used on the young master." Jing Chen snorted, "I won't live in the shadow he gave me. Naturally, everything about him has been forgotten by the young master. I will always have a better life than him. He has to work in front of the Sangong Sixth Courtyard, and the combined total of the young master’s family is not as much as his. There are fewer worries, and naturally a lot of happiness .Is it okay that when he passed away, the young master was welcoming the birth of his grandson?"

Jing Chen was the only one who dared to curse the emperor like this.

"Really." Jun Shaoqian was noncommittal, and helped him to apply good medicine. His back was covered with ointment, and it was inconvenient to cover him with a quilt.

"I will have a better life than anyone else." Jing Chen's consciousness was in a daze, and he whispered a few more words. He didn't know what he said, but Jun Shaoqian did hear it clearly.Jing Chen fell asleep, lying on the bed was very uncomfortable, Jun Shaoqian picked him up and let him lie on his body, so that he could sleep more comfortably.

Jing Chen rubbed his chin on his clothes, and then fell asleep peacefully.

He just hugged him like this, without making a sound, motionless, staring at him quietly.

"You will have a better life than anyone else." He clenched his hands tightly, and whispered something in his ear, and Jing Chen slept too soundly, maybe it was just a dream language in his sleep.