Those years of fast-wearing and paranoid teasing each other

Qin Jincheng tore off a long sleeve casually, covered the Ninth Prince's eyes, and said, "There is no medicine that can cure your disease, but I can cure it. It's just a picture of the healing process. It may not be too much for you. good."

The Ninth Prince wanted to struggle, but he couldn't move at all. The person in front of him didn't know what he had done to him. He just pasted something on his head, which made him unable to move at all, and he couldn't even speak. He could barely move, but now the other party covered his eyes again, so that he could only see the hazy moonlight through the cloth, and couldn't see anything else at all.

But at this moment, a cold breath blew, and the veil covering the eyes moved a little, and a corner lifted up slightly, allowing the Ninth Prince to see clearly the side face of the night intruder.

It was a very curved side face, which shows that the man's appearance should be very outstanding, but he actually did such absurd things as breaking into the palace at night, it shows that people really can't be judged by appearances!

The Ninth Prince thought angrily, and at the same time, there was an unspeakable grief in his heart - he was just a sick child, even if he was killed and cut to pieces, how many people would care?

Wuhuang has nineteen princes, he is the least favored among them, it's just that he is not favored, because he is the queen's son, once anything happens in the palace, people will try their best to make conspiracy theories about him.

Even though he was holding on to a sick body, he was not willing to let him go.

However, if he were to die honestly and follow the wishes of those people, he would not be willing either.

Not reconciled!

After the gust of dark wind passed, the cloth that was blown up by the wind also fell down, blocking the eyes of the Ninth Prince again. At the same time, he felt something strange coming from the direction of his feet.

This made the Ninth Prince stunned for a moment.

For five years, his feet have been numb for five years.

He has been weak since he was a child. After a little activity for a long time, he will feel uncomfortable and have a dull pain all over his body, as if there are many bugs eating his bone marrow. Until five years ago, his feet gradually began to lose sensation. .

At first, he just had no feeling in his feet. No matter what medicine or needles he took, it was useless. Gradually, he also lost feeling in his calf, and now it has spread to his thigh.

It was as if something was nibbling at him bit by bit, starting from the feet, grinding up bit by bit, and going up, maybe in the end, his whole body would lose consciousness and become a real dead thing.

Whenever he thought his body was already in a bad state, more illnesses would tell him that the worse was yet to come.

He is destined to be a man with no future.

He had already given up on his own pair of legs, and he no longer had any expectations.

But now, I don't know how that person did it, but he actually felt a soreness coming from his legs and feet!

Even though it wasn't a very comfortable feeling, it was enough to excite him!

Soon, the feeling of soreness started from the legs, and spread down to the calves and feet, and finally his entire lower body was filled with the feeling of soreness, pain and swelling!

The Ninth Prince was so painful that he wanted to cry out, but he couldn't make a sound at all now, so he could only gasp and try to suppress the pain.

It hurts, it hurts!It really hurts!

But at the same time, he was also very excited!

If he could speak now, he must have been so excited that he looked up and laughed.

His legs and feet are feeling, and he can feel the pain!

The man's voice sounded again, "This is the only way to recover for the time being. You should feel a lot of pain. If you can't bear it, I can temporarily seal your meridians so that you can't feel the pain in your legs and feet."

After finishing speaking, the man removed the cloth covering the Ninth Prince's eyes, and took off the talisman stuck on the Ninth Prince's forehead.

Painful mouth-speaking sounds instantly flowed from the Ninth Prince's lips, and was quickly suppressed by the Ninth Prince's gritted teeth.

"It's okay, I can bear it." The Ninth Prince said with difficulty.

Qin Jincheng lowered his eyes slightly, and noticed that the other party's hands were gripping the bed sheet tightly. Because of too much force, his fingertips had turned white, and the small piece of cloth in his palm was even wet.

Not only that, there were some small bumps on the forehead of the Ninth Prince, and there were more and more of those bumps, which quickly wrinkled the layer of skin on his forehead.

Qin Jinsheng said, "Your forehead."

The Ninth Prince was startled, and quickly raised his hand, trying to press his forehead, but Qin Jincheng grabbed his wrist.

Qin Jincheng's voice was low and bewitched: "Your Highness, do you want to be like ordinary people?"

These words were a fatal temptation for a person who had been ill for many years, and the Ninth Prince froze.

In just a short while, Qin Jincheng stretched out his other hand, pinched the human skin mask with edges as thin as a cicada's wing from the creases on the Ninth Prince's forehead, and gently tore it off.

The Ninth Prince seemed to give up struggling and let Qin Jincheng tear off the human skin mask.

Seeing his true face, Qin Jincheng smiled softer: "Wen Yunlin."

Wen Yunlin: "I have never heard of a doctor who dares to call the prince by his first name."

After taking off the human skin mask, Qin Jincheng saw that dense beads of sweat had oozed from Wen Yunlin's forehead, some of which had slipped from the corner of his forehead and slipped into his collar along his cheeks.

Wen Yunlin keenly noticed where Qin Jincheng's gaze fell, and subconsciously covered his neck: "What are you looking at?"

Qin Jincheng: "I'm just curious, is there human skin wrapped around His Highness's neck..."

"no!"

Qin Jincheng looked down: "Below the neck..."

"nor!"

Qin Jincheng: "That waist..."

"How could there be!"

Wen Yunlin finally realized that Qin Jinsheng seemed curious, but he was actually teasing him, so he raised his hand to block Qin Jincheng's sight: "Don't look!"

Qin Jincheng: "Do you want to try walking?"

Wen Yunlin: "..." I have to say that this temptation is too great for Wen Yunlin who has been in a wheelchair for more than five years. It is so big that he wants to ignore the danger of the person in front of him.

Isn't it dangerous?A person who can avoid the numerous guards in the palace, avoid himself, the shadow guard in the Lingyun Palace, and appear in front of his bed in the middle of the night, and even make him unable to move or speak for a moment.

But what about the danger?So what about ulterior motives?As long as it can make him stand up, even if it's only for a while, even if it's just a night dream, he is willing!

Qin Jincheng saw the answer from Wen Yunlin's eyes, so he didn't ask any more questions, and said, "I offended you", and immediately hugged Wen Yunlin horizontally.

Wen Yunlin:! ! !

Before Wen Yunlin stretched out his hand to push, Qin Jincheng took Wen Yunlin's hand and turned him around, with his back facing him, and quickly wrapped his arms around Wen Yunlin's waist with the other hand to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"you!--"

Qin Jinsheng: "I'm going to put you on the ground, it will definitely hurt, so be prepared."

Wen Yunlin had already rushed to the lips of the words, and tried to swallow them back, took a deep breath, and said with determination: "Come on!"

Qin Jincheng gently put Wen Yunlin down, and Wen Yunlin's toes finally touched the ground as he wished.

But just this time, Wen Yunlin felt a piercing pain from his toes to his whole body, the pain made him grin his teeth, and his foot touching the ground couldn't help shrinking back!

Qin Jincheng thought that Wen Yunlin would give up at this point, and looked down at Wen Yunlin's face, but saw that although Wen Yunlin's expression was distorted in pain, the corners of his mouth curved upwards.

Wen Yunlin held Qin Jincheng's arm tightly with one hand, and said in a tone of uncontrollable excitement, "It hurts...it really hurts..."

"My feet finally feel pain..."

Qin Jincheng felt distressed when he heard him say this.

Wen Yunlin in this world is having a bad time, but he didn't come here earlier.

Thinking of this, Qin Jinsheng took Wen Yunlin into his arms and hugged him tightly again, "Do you still want to try? You probably won't be able to walk now, and you still need a massage for a while."

"Try!" Wen Yunlin refused to give up just like that. He was afraid that Qin Jinsheng would put himself back on the wheelchair or on the bed again, so he grabbed Qin Jinsheng's hand even harder: "Let me go, let me go!"

Seeing that he persisted, Qin Jinsheng had no choice but to loosen his hand a little, allowing Wen Yunlin's toes to touch the ground again.

The pain is definitely painful, but Wen Yunlin gritted his teeth and endured it. The cold sweat from his forehead dripped down, wet his front, and his back was thoroughly wet. The smell of bitter medicine lingered in the air. It diffused enough to see that Wen Yunlin's body had been contaminated by the medicine for a long time.

Wen Yunlin half-supported Qin Jincheng, walked a few steps forward, and couldn't hold on any longer, his lips began to turn white, his eyes began to turn black, and a sense of dizziness suddenly came to his head.

Qin Jincheng felt the body in his arms go limp, so he quickly tightened his hands and hugged the limp person into his arms.

"Medicine...by the bed...the medicine in the wooden box..." Wen Yunlin said weakly, "It happened again..."

Qin Jincheng opened the wooden box next to the bed according to his words, and Wen Yunlin pointed to a red porcelain bottle inside and said, "Pour it out, two..."

Qin Jincheng poured out the medicine inside, showed that he had sniffed it, and then frowned: "What kind of blood is this?"

Wen Yunlin couldn't answer Qin Jincheng anymore, he began to twitch uncontrollably, and he seemed to be curling up, but because of the problem with his current posture, he couldn't curl himself up, so he could only speak softly in pain, and returned it with one hand. He tightly covered where his heart was.

Qin Jincheng noticed this, so he put his hands on Wen Yunlin's heart, closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and then opened his eyes in shock - he felt that there seemed to be something hidden in Wen Yunlin's heart, and it was because of that Things were moving, which made Wen Yunlin feel pain.

Qin Jinsheng's palm immediately gathered a ball of energy, and he gently punched in that position!

The thing hidden in Wen Yunlin's body instantly stopped moving, and Wen Yunlin gradually stopped twitching, and as the pain gradually disappeared, Wen Yunlin slowly opened his eyes, with a bit of confusion in his water-colored eyes: "You, what do you do?" what?"