Sick Prince Rescue Plan

Hearing the sound, the accompanying guard quickly pulled the reins, slowed the horse, and approached the car window and said, "Master, come on, it's time to walk for another day."

Xiao You held a folding fan in his hand, and tapped his palm with a white jade fan handle. "Well, is there any town nearby? Since it's not far away, let's rest for a night before leaving."

The guard pointed to a black spot in front of him and said, "There is a small town in front of me called Guizhen. There is an inn in the town, so let me make arrangements for my subordinates?"

Xiao You nodded: "Okay, let's go, we will settle down in the town tonight, and we will go to the palace tomorrow."

After speaking, he lowered the curtain.

The guard responded and made arrangements.

At the Beishan Palace at this time, Xiao Jin Shaogang struggled out of his sleep.

He sat upright with sweat profusely, panting uncontrollably, a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead and rolled all the way down his cheeks into his shirt.

After the slight coolness made him feel aroused, he regained his senses slightly. His gaze was half vigilant and half confused, and then he could tell that he was in the bedroom of the Beishan Palace, rather than the tortured cell in his previous life.

The tight nerves and body suddenly relaxed, and he leaned back against the head of the bed.

"······ passed, all passed······"

He murmured a few words in a low voice, his heartbeat slowly slowed down, and his fingers were still trembling, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the beautifully embroidered bed netting in light gold, Xiao Jin Shao suddenly smiled, with unspeakable irony, he actually dreamed of the few days before his death--the days when he was tortured and inhuman.

Xiao Jintang...In this life, if I don't scratch you a thousand times--

"His Royal Highness—"

When Xiao Jinshao's curse was halfway through, the door was suddenly knocked.

He was startled, and the evil fire in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He cleared his throat: "Come in."

Jun Yuwan opened the door and entered with a small porcelain cup. As soon as he raised his eyes, he saw Xiao Jinshao weakly leaning against the bed, his face pale.

She was taken aback, and quickly put down what she was holding, walked over quickly, sat on the edge of the bed, reaching out to grab Xiao Jinshao's wrist.

Xiao Jinshao shrank his hands back: "What are you doing?"

The voice is also faint a lot.

Jun Yuwan frowned: "What's wrong with Your Highness? Where is it uncomfortable?"

Seeing her nervous little look, the little haze remaining in Xiao Jinshao's heart slowly dissipated. He lowered his eyes and said innocently, "I just had a nightmare, and when I woke up I sweated all over, nothing happened."

Jun Yuwan breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words. It turned out that she had a nightmare. "Then your Highness stretched out his hand and let me see. Even if it's okay, I can see how his Highness is now.

Xiao Jinshao obediently stretched out his hand and rolled up his sleeves, revealing a white and skinny wrist, and faintly visible blue blood vessels.

Jun Yuwan pressed her finger up and muttered while looking for a location, "Why are you still so thin? Obviously, I have eaten a lot recently?"

Xiao Jinshao's mouth twitched slightly, and he ate a lot, but now is the time to grow his body!

He looked at Jun Yuwan with a serious face, and his heart moved slightly. At this time, the little guy's sense of maturity that did not fit his age was particularly obvious.

I'm only ten years old...too young.

Xiao Jinshao thought with some regret.

Jun Yuwan didn't know it, she finished her pulse and smiled with satisfaction: "Although your Royal Highness has no flesh, her body is indeed much better, and her pulse is stronger than before."