Your Majesty, the concubine of the next court dominates the capital.

Chapter 11 A False Alarm, Injured
Huh?Is it my own illusion?Why did I just see this flower-picking thief covering his chest for a while, as if he was injured?So dedicated? Yan Ziyu was filled with emotion when he was injured and had to go out to work.

But she still couldn't relax her vigilance, she took out Xuanyou and faced the man in black in front of her, but for some reason, the flower picker didn't speak, knew to walk towards her without a weapon in her hand, and limped of.

What's the situation, isn't he a flower picker?Why is it different from what I imagined?Shouldn't he be teasing himself with a wretched smile?Then he won him handsomely, Yan Ziyu imagined the scene like this.

"Hey! What are you doing, come closer and I'm really going to attack you?" Seeing that the flower picker was getting closer and closer to her, she gave a warning.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, the flower-picking thief fell on her body powerlessly. There was a bathtub just behind her. She didn't expect that the flower-picking thief would suddenly rush back, so the two of them went straight into the bathtub together.

Yan Ziyu floated his head out quickly, and even picked up this "thief flower picker?" He took off his veil, and finally saw the face of this "thief flower picker" clearly under the moonlight.

"My lord?" At this moment, she was funny, wanted to cry, and still didn't understand, the two of them were lying in the bathtub with wet body, if it wasn't for his delirious appearance, she would have thought they were taking a bath together.

Yan Ziyu couldn't help but rolled her eyes and got out of the bathtub on her own: "The clothes I just changed are wet again." She couldn't help complaining.

Afterwards, he still took out Ye Jingming who was soaking in the tub, and it was really necessary.

On the way to carry it, it seemed that the strength was a bit strong, and the adults woke up directly.

"Ah, my lord, are you awake?" Yan Ziyu was holding Ye Jingming's collar at this moment, and was about to lift him out, but in this way, his eyes met, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Why am I in the water?" He looked at himself who was wet and then at Yan Ziyu who was also wet, with a puzzled expression creeping up his face.

"My lord, this is really a big accident. You just fell on me without saying a word when you came in, and then there happened to be a bathtub behind you." She explained the whole process with some amusement.

She soon noticed that Ye Jingming's chest seemed to be oozing blood, and the wound was definitely not shallow.

"Are you injured?" She put away her smile and went to check, only to find that there was a shocking sword wound on his chest, and blood was still oozing out.

"Go to my room, I'll bandage you, I have hemostatic medicine in my room," although she didn't like the prince in front of her very much, after all he didn't like to see me, although it was her former self, but she did not save herself. less than.

Ye Jingming was also extremely weak now, so he obediently followed her to the room.

Back in the room, she rummaged through the boxes and took out a bottle: "Take off your clothes, I'll give you the medicine, don't be a jerk, I'm not ashamed as a girl, you're still coy." She saw Ye Jingming a little After hesitating, he answered impatiently.

Only then did Ye Jingming take off his shirt. His skin was fair, but when he got closer, he could see large and small scars on it. Although they had recovered, most of them left traces, which proved one merit after another. .

She remembered that Ye Jingming had indeed experienced a lot of battles, and these scars must have accumulated slowly at that time.

She treated the wound methodically, and Ye Jingming didn't respond when the powder was sprinkled on it, but it could be seen that she was holding back.

"Okay." She clapped her hands and put away the medicine bottle and some tools.

"By the way, where are the prince's guards, why were they injured so badly in the middle of the night?"

"To capture a fugitive, it's inconvenient to bring too many people, so I brought one person there, but... the fugitive was too insidious, and he fell into a trap..." He slammed the table hard at this point.

"Since you're back, why didn't you notify the imperial doctor, what are you doing here?" She finally said the most curious thing.

She thought it was the flower picker who came, and thought it was such a coincidence, but she didn't expect it to be like this.

"I've lost too much blood and my consciousness has begun to blur. I'm the closest to your Zhaohuayuan, so I walked over looking for the candlelight." He rubbed his temples and said.

"Then I will take you back, my lord."

"You're going to drive me away just after I lay down after being so seriously injured?" Ye Jingming said with a somewhat displeased expression.

"Of course it doesn't mean that, it's just..."

"We are husband and wife, and I don't want to disturb too many people in the middle of the night. It's too noisy. I'm sleepy. Let's talk about other things tomorrow." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Hey! This is my bed!" Yan Ziyu looked at Ye Jingming who was lying majestically on his bed, and he couldn't help but feel angry.

Running over in the middle of the night, the nervous self didn't say anything, didn't even say thank you for dressing up his wound, and now he directly occupied his bed?

In the end, Yan Ziyu lay down on the table beside her and rested all night.

Xu Shi's neck felt a little uncomfortable after lying on the table for a long time, and she got up early in the morning.

Unexpectedly, Ye Jingming just got better.

"The prince is awake? Do you remember what happened last night?" She said with a smile.

Ye Jingming looked at the wound on his chest with some confusion in his eyes. Now it has been treated very well, and the memory of last night is slowly appearing.

"Of course I remember, thank you."

Heh, now I finally know how to thank me, but the matter of occupying my bed is endless.

"Princess, are you up? I'm arranging someone to prepare breakfast now!" Xiaohuan's voice came in at this moment.

"Prepare two." Yan Ziyu spoke before Ye Jingming, who was next to him, could answer.

"My lord! Alright, I'll order people to prepare right away!"

After hearing this, Xiaohuan hurried to the kitchen to explain the matter.

Why?I remember that the princess didn't sleep alone last night?But the princess said last night that she wanted to take a quiet bath and let them leave early, and they really didn't know anything about it.

Could it be that the prince came over in the later period, but it was the first time that the prince stayed in the princess courtyard for such a long time!
During breakfast, Yan Ziyu ate with resentment, and the person next to him ate his own like an ice cube.

"My lord, go back to the hospital after eating, and see the imperial doctor for the injury." She ate a little and put down her chopsticks.

Ye Jingming was obviously displeased when he heard this sentence: "This is my palace, can I sit for a while?"

(End of this chapter)