Stranger and Chen in the Palace

Except for the arrow, Ling Yichen didn't have any other wounds on his body. He was covered in blood before, and it was basically splashed.

That night, Ling Yichen developed a high fever, and his whole body became astonishingly hot.

Xue Zimo followed Doctor Zhang's instructions, and after feeding him the medicine, he used a wet towel to cool him down over and over again.It wasn't until early in the morning that the heat in his body slowly receded.

Xue Zimo stayed by Ling Yichen's bed the whole time, taking care of him every step of the way.

The next night, Ling Yichen finally woke up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xue Zimo sitting in front of the bed.

Xue Zimo gently held his hand and smiled slightly: "Are you awake?"

Ling Yichen struggled to remember, just as he moved, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder and back, Xue Zimo hurriedly stopped him: "Don't move—"

Ling Yichen held Xue Zimo's hand behind his back, looked around, and dared not say anything: "This is a military camp?" As soon as he spoke, he realized that his voice was indescribably hoarse.

"Yes, we are back." Xue Zimo said with a smile.

Ling Yichen couldn't believe it: "How is it possible—"

Xue Zimo hesitated for a moment before saying: "I met His Highness King Jing at the foot of the mountain, and he led someone to save you."

Ling Yichen was silent. Why did Ling Yihao save him? Could it be because of Xue Zimo?

"Do you feel better?" Xue Zimo changed the subject.

"My poison is also cured?" Ling Yichen asked, and then he felt that he was asking too much, if the poison was not cured, could he still talk here?

Ling Yichen suddenly thought of something, and was startled: "Using Qingjiaoxiang?"

Xue Zimo nodded, and Ling Yichen became anxious, touching the wound on his shoulder, and a burst of severe pain hit him, making his face pale for a moment.

"Don't worry, there is still half of Qingjiaoxiang left. Doctor Zhang said it is enough to detoxify His Royal Highness." Xue Zimo quickly comforted him.

Hearing this, Ling Yichen let out a long breath.

Fortunately, there is still half of it, otherwise it would be a waste of work!

"You knew you were poisoned, didn't you?" Xue Zimo asked suddenly.

Ling Yichen was slightly stunned, then smiled, and didn't deny it, even with Xue Zimo's intelligence, he couldn't deny it either.

Xue Zimo sighed, not knowing what to say about him.Ling Yichen suddenly found that the obscene clothes on his body were clean, and said, "Did you change my clothes for me?"

Xue Zimo was taken aback for a moment, and responded with a low embarrassment.

Ling Yichen wanted to make fun of him, but when he saw Xue Zimo's haggard face, he stopped joking and said distressedly: "You see, you are exhausted, take a rest."

The exhaustion of running around and being frightened for the past few days really made Xue Zimo very tired. Whether it was physically or mentally, it was fine if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, he felt a little overwhelmed.

"Okay, you sleep a little longer, and I'll come see you later." After speaking, Ling Yichen was about to leave, but Ling Yichen held his hand and didn't let go.

Xue Zimo turned around, smiled, and asked softly, "Do you want to drink water or eat?"

"I want you to stay..." Ling Yichen looked at him reluctantly, and then added, "My bed is big enough."

Xue Zimo suddenly understood his intention, and said uncomfortably: "You are injured, I..."

"So you can rest assured, I won't do anything." Ling Yichen quickly cut off his words.

Xue Zimo lowered his head and said after a while: "If you don't let me go, how can I rest?"

Ling Yichen still held his hand tightly.

Ling Yichen was overjoyed when he heard the words, quickly let go of his hand, and looked at Xue Zimo with a smile.

Xue Zimo went to wash up before extinguishing the candle, then turned his back to Ling Yichen, took off his coat, and lay down gently beside him.

Ling Yichen reached out to straighten the quilt for him, held his hand again, and fell asleep contentedly...

In King Jing's tent.

Ling Yihao stood at the door the whole time, looking sadly at Ling Yichen's tent.Xue Zimo hasn't come out since he went in, and he hasn't come out until the candle is extinguished...

Li Quan on the side couldn't help but said: "My lord, this may be the worst decision you have ever made in your life!"

Ling Yihao was silent, why didn't he know it himself.If he didn't go up the mountain to rescue Ling Yichen, he would definitely own the throne in the future, but seeing Xue Zimo's resolute back, he really couldn't bear him to die, maybe this is his fate...

Ten days later, Ling Yichen's injury improved greatly.

These days, he clings to Xue Zimo tightly. Although Xue Zimo is a little helpless, he still lets him go.

The bright moon was in the sky, and inside the military tent, it was as warm as spring.

Xue Zimo changed Ling Yichen's dressing as usual, but was pleasantly surprised to find that the wound had scabbed over, and couldn't help but praise: "Doctor Zhang really deserves to be the best doctor in the palace!"

While talking, he carefully changed Ling Yichen's dressing.

The warm fingertips brushed across the shoulders from time to time, and Ling Yichen's breathing began to be a little unsteady. To him, this was really a charming torture...

For the past ten days, they ate and lived together and got along with each other in a friendly way. He didn't want to go on like this anymore.

Ling Yichen knew that Xue Zimo had accepted him, otherwise with his temperament, he would never agree to stay.That being the case, why not take the relationship between the two a step further?

I have to admit that he still doesn't have enough confidence in Xue Zimo...

Xue Zimo was very close to him, and soon found that Ling Yichen's body was a little hot, thinking that he had a fever again, he said anxiously: "I'll call Doctor Zhang Yu..."

Ling Yichen pulled him back, pressed him under him, stared straight at him, his breathing became slightly heavy.At this moment, the postures of the two were indescribably ambiguous, Xue Zimo met his fiery gaze, and couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

"you……"

Ling Yichen didn't let him continue, he lowered his head and locked Xue Zimo's lips firmly with a kiss. He kissed Xue Zimo's lips extremely seriously and tenderly, with one hand still on the back of Xue Zimo's head, deepening the kiss constantly.

Xue Zimo was really not used to such a posture, so he stretched out his hand and pushed him.

Feeling the other party's resistance, Ling Yichen demanded more domineeringly from him, until Xue Zimo felt that he was about to suffocate, then Ling Yichen let him go...

Probably due to desire, Ling Yichen's eyes became a little moist, bright enough to make one's heart palpitate.Hugging his hand without any intention of relaxing, Xue Zimo couldn't help becoming nervous.

As if feeling the uneasiness of the person in his arms, Ling Yichen relaxed slightly, and turned to allow Xi to kiss his earlobe and neck, and tenderly imprint his own mark on him...

Xue Zimo reached out and grabbed the corner of the quilt, the strength on his body was slowly removed under Ling Yichen's delicate kisses, and he let out a light gasp that was barely audible.

With this graceful sound, Ling Yichen's heart skipped a beat, and then the blood in his body flowed wildly. He resisted the urge to crush this person into his arms...

The distance between the two of them is so close that even the subtle changes in each other's breathing can be clearly felt. The unique elegance of Xue Zimo constantly stimulated every nerve of him. He stopped and stared at Xue Zimo obsessively.

Confused, infatuated!

Breathing more and more heavily, Ling Yichen couldn't help but untie Xue Zimo's clothes.

Xue Zimo suddenly woke up and grabbed his hand nervously.

Ling Yichen stared at him blankly, not daring to move anymore.He knew that this was Xue Zimo's bottom line, a boundary that he could not arbitrarily cross.

At this moment, Xue Zimo was also looking at Ling Yichen. The desire and forbearance in his eyes, and even the slightest bit of grievance, all clearly fell into his eyes, and he couldn't help but soften his heart.

"You're still hurt..."

Ling Yichen was ecstatic, Xue Zimo didn't blame him, but was worried about his injury, he couldn't help but joked: "Then you don't resist, okay, or the wound will open."

After speaking, he began to untie Xue Zimo's clothes again, but he didn't expect that he really didn't resist any more. Ling Yichen looked up at him, and found that he had closed his eyes, looking calm and righteous...

Ling Yichen began to struggle in his heart. Isn't it too shameless to use his own injury to make Xue Zimo compromise?

However, he dreamed about the person under him for a long time, thought about it for a long time, waited for a long time, and waited for a long time...

It's hard to be in love with him; it's hard to make him accept himself.

Turning around the gate of hell several times, he really doesn't know if he will be so lucky next time, if he can hold the hand of the person in his arms and walk on...

Ling Yichen didn't move for a while, Xue Zimo opened his eyes suspiciously, just in time to see Ling Yichen who was in a daze: "What's wrong?"

The clear voice brought Ling Yichen back to his senses. Looking at the beautiful face so close at hand, Ling Yichen raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a far-fetched smile.

"We, the future is long, we..."

As he spoke, he lowered his head and stopped talking.

Xue Zimo caressed his face pitifully, and kissed Ling Yichen's lips lightly...

Ling Yichen's eyes suddenly widened, and the light in them became more and more bright, the originally silent desire was instantly ignited, and his voice became hoarse and deep because of lust: "Mo, do you know what you are doing? "

Xue Zimo smiled softly. Of course he knew what he was doing. In fact, he had already accepted Ling Yichen in his heart, but it was inevitable that he would still feel a little...

Ling Yichen still didn't dare to move, he stared at Xue Zimo closely.

After a while, Xue Zimo responded in a low voice.

Ling Yichen's eyes sank, and the last string called reason in his mind snapped instantly, and the overwhelming desire swept him away with the momentum of thunder...