Qi Huang

The injury is half healed, Xie Xuan, who was forced to get up from the bed, lay down again after standing for a while.After a long time, most of the wounds have scabbed over. After Li Zheng made such a fuss, Xie Xuan probably will lie down for several days.

There was such a big commotion, but none of the guards came to investigate. It would be fine if he just followed Xie Xuan's order, but he just lived in Luming Residence not long ago, and he doesn't know whose hands and eyes are mixed between the servants and the guards , I don’t know whether the road ahead can follow my own pace.

But it is also better than the situation in the previous life, Xie Xuan thought.

At least he is not alone now.

He removed the clothes wrapped around his back, revealing criss-crossing scars on his bare back.But he couldn't see it himself, he just felt a burning pain in his back, probably all the ointment was rubbed on his clothes.

Uncontrollably, Li Zheng's face that seemed to be covered with thick ink appeared in his mind, Xie Xuan lowered his eyes and began to think carefully.

He is not an unprofessional young man, the way Li Zheng looks at him clearly has some kind of unspeakable desire.

It has been a thing since ancient times to spoil pets and divide them into peaches.Although Li Zheng is now trapped in the pool, an ambitious person like him will break through the shackles one day and make a sensation in the sky.

If used...

Xie Xuan pursed his lips.

Forget it, he still wouldn't sell his body for the throne.

The dense pain on his back made Xie Xuan a little irritable. He wanted to call Tan Xia in to help change the dressing, but he felt that it was unseemly to shout loudly, so he smothered himself in the quilt, closed his eyes and planned to fall asleep.

The sound of footsteps sounded again at this moment.

This Luming Residence seems to be a hole with air leaking from all sides, anyone can get in through the gap, Xie Xuan closed his eyes, and said coldly: "Who is this time? Take your head off."

"Do you think the wound will heal after sleeping?"

The voice of the visitor was as clear as a lingling spring, and Xie Xuan suddenly opened her eyes in shock.

Outside the main hall, Xiao Ling, who was sitting in a wheelchair, left and returned without knowing when.The footsteps sounded like green bamboo. He was propping up the window with a fork, and the cool wind outside the house floated into the room with the fragrance of bamboo leaves.

Bamboo leaves scattered freely, falling from the stairs behind Xiao Ling, and some of them landed in his white robe.

When Xie Xuan was the emperor, he had a very tricky personality. He had to eat the finest food and the softest clothes. Even the courtiers who were promoted later were all seductive and handsome.

Thanks to Xiao Ling's blessing, after Xiao Ling's death, no matter how many beautiful beauties he met, Xie Xuan felt unwilling to eat.

Xie Xuan sat up and looked at him silently.

As Xiao Ling's confidant, Qingzhu didn't need to say many orders, but could comprehend them with just a glance.After he opened the window, he consciously walked to the table again - he was going to get the brocade box on the table and change Xie Xuan's medicine, which was explained by his husband.

But with the brocade box in hand, before it even touched the edge of the quilt, Xie Xuan gave him a cold look.

Qingzhu: "..."

He looked back at Xiao Ling, and said bravely: "Your Highness, although the whip wound is a skin trauma, if the wound is not cleaned before the scab forms, it will not only leave a scar, but may even endanger life."

Xie Xuan still didn't speak.

Xiao Ling originally lowered his head and rubbed the bamboo leaves on his robe, but there was no movement for a while, when he raised his head, he met Xie Xuan's clear eyes.

He paused, brushed off the bamboo leaves, and said, "What? Do you want me to come?"

Xie Xuan took a look at Qing Zhu: "I don't like his rough hands and feet."

Qingzhu: "..."

Qingzhu clenched his fist, and endured a punch, to let Xie Xuan, a stinky boy, feel what it means to be really rough.

Who is his husband, how could he personally apply medicine to Xie Xuan?If it wasn't for business, it would be impossible for Mister to step into this Luming Residence!Qing Zhu turned and retreated, too lazy to talk to Xie Xuan, but saw Xiao Ling tapping lightly on the armrest, and said in a neutral tone: "Okay."

Qingzhu: "..."

Being slapped in public with his heart, Qingzhu finally left angrily.

But he also knows that the gentleman who has been imprisoned in the palace for a long time seems to have gained some popularity in recent days, which is a good thing.

Xiao Ling's mother's family is a medical family, and in the previous dynasty there was a capable person who was the head of the imperial physicians. After the Xiao family lost power, this skill was gradually lost.Many annihilated traces in the long river of time have turned into curls of green smoke and gone with the wind.

Compared with Li Zheng's familiar technique, Xiao Ling knows how to maximize the effect of the medicine.Xie Xuan couldn't see Xiao Ling's expression, but the touch behind his back caused a tingling feeling near his wound.

"I or Li Zheng, whose technique is more comfortable?"

Xiao Ling asked abruptly.

As soon as the words came out, he seemed to realize that the hidden meaning of this sentence was very similar to competing for favor.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little delicate.But Xiao Ling was used to the cold face, he couldn't see sadness or joy, Xie Xuan didn't seem to react, only Qingzhu was embarrassed in the whole room.

Xie Xuan was silent for a while, did not answer, only said: "Li Zheng seems to like me."

Qingzhu: "..."

Xiao Ling paused with his fingertips, turned around nonchalantly and took a piece of ointment from the brocade box.

Before the ointment was firmly attached, Xie Xuan immediately asked: "Mr. asked me this question, so does Mr. like me too?"

Qingzhu: "..."

Where there is a crack, let him drill it.

The medicine sticking to Xiao Ling's fingertips was not yet firm, and the crystal clear paste-like object could not stand the force of gravity, and dripped on his robe, melting into a gray spot like an ink stain.

Xiao Ling frowned.

Xie Xuan's expression was really innocent, and when his blue pupils looked at people intently, it was very easy to remind people of the boundless clear sky.Xiao Ling lived a rough first half of his life, knew countless people, and knew people's hearts and calculations at his fingertips.

But he seemed unable to see through Xie Xuan.

Before the Martial Arts Field incident, he and Xie Xuan had clearly never known each other.But the little prince in front of him, who was just showing his talents, looked at him as if he was looking at an old friend.

Of course it was impossible for Xiao Ling to speak out about this matter.

After applying the medicine, he wiped off the ointment on his robe as if nothing had happened, wiped his fingertips carefully, and said: "The Li family is powerful, and there are also struggles within the family. Come, but be full of heart.”

Xie Xuan lay on the pillow, turned to look at Xiao Ling, and humbly asked for advice: "What's your opinion, sir?"

Xiao Ling said bluntly, "No."

The implication is that no matter what Xie Xuan says, it has nothing to do with him, Xiao Ling.

When he came to Luming Residence, Xiao Ling was not talking nonsense.He handed Qingzhu the handkerchief for wiping off the ointment, and raised his head slightly.

Xie Xuan made a fuss, the situation inside and outside the palace is changing, many forces are starting to move around, Xiao Ling needs to seize this opportunity.It just so happened that the eyeliner placed outside the palace by Xiao's legacy had just learned an important piece of news.

For the sake of cooperation, Xiao Ling thought it was necessary to share this news with Xie Xuan.

However, at this moment, Xie Xuan didn't seem to be thinking about the throne that he was thinking about.

He put on his robe, sat up slowly, and looked at Xiao Ling again, with as sincere and sincere eyes as possible.

"It's fine if you don't answer me, but if you ask yourself, I like you."

Qingzhu who was putting the handkerchief into the brocade box: "..."

No wonder the almanac said today that it is not suitable to go out!

The author says:

Qingzhu: Sir, Xie Shisan said he likes you

Xiao Ling: Do you think it might be the truth?

Qingzhu: (nodding)

Xiao Ling: ...

"About Xie Xuan confessing to Mr. Xiao after denying selling himself to Li Zheng just now"