"What's wrong, Your Majesty?"

Seeing that his expression was different, Xuan Jin couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"I can't get down anymore." He was crying, like a child who got into trouble.

Xuan Jin laughed out loud with a "puchi", he stretched out his arms towards Liu Fengyou: "My minister hugs Your Majesty down."

"That's not good."

Liu Fengyou pretended to be polite, and was already ready to move.

However, Xuan Jin intentionally teased him, only to see that the male protagonist obediently withdrew his hand: "In this case, your majesty will come down by himself."

Liu Fengyou opened his mouth sluggishly, but finally surrendered: "I'm just joking, I'm going to trouble Xiangfu."

Only then did Xuan Jin get up, he smiled slightly, stretched out his long arms and hugged Liu Fengyou into his arms tightly from the horse.

Liu Fengyou could feel the unique fragrance of Xuan Jin's body, this kind of fragrance is not strong, light but hot, it makes people feel warm all over.

He felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't help but struggle slightly.

Xuan Jin didn't make things difficult for him, and quickly put him on the ground.

It's a pity that Liu Fengyou didn't live up to it, as soon as his feet hit the ground, he felt his knees go limp, if he didn't know that Xuan Jin hugged him quickly, he would have already knelt on the ground by now.

Xuan Jin carefully supported him, and said softly, "Is Your Majesty alright?"

Liu Fengyou awkwardly supported his strong and powerful arms, moved his legs a little, and finally looked at him with a grin: "Father Xiang, my butt hurts."

Xuan Jin didn't expect him to be so straightforward, so he couldn't help but said with a smile: "Then help your Majesty to get into the carriage."

Liu Fengyou thought he was an upright man, and it was humiliating to be helped into the carriage, but now he had to accept this method.

Thus, the little emperor was half-carried and half-supported by his powerful ministers to the carriage, and lay on the back seat with tears in his eyes.

Liu Fengyou shook his head dejectedly and took a mouthful of the snack that Qi Yue brought to his mouth outside the window, chewed a few mouthfuls and then drowned it.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

Qi Yue was still holding up the snack box, and couldn't help but find it funny looking at Liu Fengyou's bitter and bitter look.

Liu Fengyou was tortured by the burning pain in his butt, but he didn't want to lose his position in front of Qi Yue, so he insisted: "It's no big deal, I'll be fine after a while."

How can Qi Yue not know that he is still pretending to be strong, she is simply a good girl and doesn't like to do things that embarrass others.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Xiang said that he will come to give you medicine in person after a while."

She left these words in a happy mood, winked at Liu Fengyou playfully, and closed the curtains for him thoughtfully.

Liu Fengyou followed her and blinked, Qi Yue meant that Xuan Jin would come to apply medicine to her ass later?

When he thought of this, his face turned red, and he buried his head in his arms shyly, like a frightened ostrich.

Soon, Liu Fengyou knew that Qi Yue did not coax him, because Xuan Jin had already boarded the carriage with a bottle of good medicine.

Liu Fengyou still maintained the posture of lying on his stomach. He heard a sound behind him and tried to get up, but he gave up because the injury was too painful.

Xuan Jin patted his back and said softly: "Your Majesty, I brought a bottle of Yulu powder. This medicine has a very good curative effect. It only needs to be applied to the wound once or twice to heal it. leave scars."

Liu Fengyou couldn't help shivering when his lower back was photographed, he racked his brains to stop Xuan Jin: "Thank you Xiangfu, then let Xiangfu let this go, I will do it myself later."

Xuan Jin seemed to be pleased by his shyness, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and teased, "Is your Majesty enough?"

"I can't reach it," His Majesty replied honestly, "I can ask Fushun to help me after I return to the palace..."

"It will take several days before I can return to the palace. At that time, your majesty's injury will probably be more serious, right?"

Xuan Jin interrupted Liu Fengyou's words, and unceremoniously took off the little emperor's pants.

Liu Fengyou felt a chill in his buttocks, and wanted to cry without tears: "Father Xiang condescends, it's really embarrassing for me!"

Xuan Jin, however, sprinkled the medicinal powder on Liu Fengyou's wound indifferently: "Your Majesty, don't be embarrassed, this is my servant's repayment."

"Repay the favor? Repay what kind of favor?"

Liu Fengyou was slightly taken aback, he really couldn't remember any kindness he had done to the hero.

"In Xianzhou, didn't His Majesty take care of me when I was injured?"

While speaking, Xuan Jin had already finished the action of being injured, he gently bandaged Liu Fengyou's wound and put on his clothes.

"Xiangfu is injured, I should take care of it, but it's a little effort, Xiangfu doesn't have to worry about it."

Liu Fengyou has always been used to taking care of others, he never thought that others would appreciate him for taking care of him for granted.

"It's easy for the humble minister to take care of His Majesty, and it should be."

There was a smile in Xuan Jin's tone, he touched Liu Fengyou's head, and continued: "Your Majesty must avoid raw and cold things these few days, and don't move too much, so as not to aggravate the injury."

Liu Fengyou was extremely moved. Before crossing over, he was the most insignificant child in the family, and he had never been instructed so carefully.

Xuan Jin didn't know about Liu Fengyou's past, and he didn't know about Liu Fengyou's little thoughts. He just felt that the always gentle and happy little emperor in front of him seemed to have become a little emotional.

For the rest of the day, Liu Fengyou recuperated in the carriage, and finally recovered almost the day before he went to Beijing.

But when he asked to ride a horse again, he was ruthlessly rejected by Xuan Jin, which made him depressed for a long time.

Before the army entered the city, it was completely surrounded by civil and military officials who came to greet them at the gate of the city. The officials were all beaming, happier than their own wife had given birth to a son.

Liu Fengyou had already put on a golden armor, and was obediently sitting in the carriage waiting for Xuan Jin to open the way.

Xuan Jin never liked this kind of occasion, he politely greeted everyone, his patience finally ran out.

The temperature of the smile on his face gradually decreased, and he squeezed out a few words: "Your Majesty is tired and wants to go back to the palace to rest."

No one in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty knew that Liu Fengyou was a puppet emperor, and now Xuan Jin used him as a shield, naturally because he was bored.

As a result, these elites in the officialdom didn't dare to say much, and all stepped aside one after another.

It's a pity that everyone misunderstood Xuan Jin this time.

Originally, he was thinking about the long and dusty journey, the tiring journey, the little emperor's buttock was injured, he must be exhausted, and wanted him to go back to the palace to rest as soon as possible, but unexpectedly, he was surrounded by these old men.

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