The pet career of Shaoqing of Dali Temple

Chapter 400 Confirming my heart, long-lasting hatred for being assassinated
The fifth prince, Yu Yuanjun, was sitting in the prison. He had a bruise on his right shoulder. Although it was not serious, blood was seen.

The cell door rang, the jailer opened it, and Changhen walked in.

Yu Yuanjun was stunned.

Since the last time he discovered Changhen's true identity, he hadn't seen him for a long time.

"How did you come?"

Chang Hen put down the medicine box and said sarcastically, "I don't want to come either, but now I'm the only medical officer in Dali Temple."

Pulling out the medicine cloth, Changhen came over to check Yu Yuanjun's shoulder.

Yu Yuanjun ducked back.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt." Changhen comforted habitually.

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Yu Yuanjun's face.

Changhen skillfully cleaned up Yu Yuanjun's wound, and then applied the medicine on it.

"The injury is not deep, but the humidity in the prison is not conducive to the recovery of the wound. You'd better move around by yourself on weekdays." Changhen said in a low voice.

The cell for a single person is not big, and if he is inactive, his physical fitness will naturally decline. Yu Yuanjun seems to have lost a lot of weight.

Yu Yuanjun's eyes flickered, "Are you caring about me?"

Changhen smiled, "As a medical officer, I naturally hope that the patient's health will get better."

"Here...do you think some patients will get better?" Yu Yuanjun smiled wryly.

This is the prison of Dali Temple, a place where people die, even if the patients recover, they will die here in the end.

I can't help but choke with long regret.

Opening the medicine box and turning it to the bottom, she took out a medicine bottle from it and handed it to Yu Yuanjun.

"What is this?" Yu Yuanjun didn't answer, but looked at her.

"The wound medicine prepared by my family's ancestors." Seeing that he didn't take it, Chang Hen put the medicine bottle beside him, "The medicine in it is enough for you to use for a while."

As soon as she put down the medicine bottle, Yu Yuanjun suddenly grabbed her wrist.

Chang Hen was stunned for a moment, and wanted to break free when he suddenly saw Yu Yuanjun looking at the back of her hand.

It was hit by him with a horsewhip at the beginning, and after the injury healed, a shallow mark was left.

"Can't you remove it?" Yu Yuanjun said in a hoarse voice.

"It will be lighter in a few years." Changhen said indifferently, and wanted to pull his hand back at the same time.

She pulled, but Yu Yuanjun didn't expect to let go.

Changhen frowned and looked at him, "Your Highness Fifth?"

Yu Yuanjun tightly clenched Changhen's wrist, and there was a warm touch between his fingers, which was a little delicate, and his wrist was slender, unlike ordinary men's wrists.

"Your Highness Fifth, please let go." Changhen whispered, she didn't want the jailers outside to see this scene.

Yu Yuanjun still didn't let go of his hand, and the complicated emotions in his heart at this moment may only be understood by himself.

I haven't seen this person in front of me for a long time, I thought he would gradually expel this strange feeling, but I didn't expect that when I saw him again, he would involuntarily want to get closer.

"The person who came to assassinate me today...was sent by the prince." By accident, Yu Yuanjun changed the subject. He could only do this because he felt that he was about to lose control of his mouth. If he said something embarrassing Come on, he really wants to die of regret.

"Master Shaoqing is investigating." Chang Hen said, and at the same time secretly exerted force, trying to pull his wrist out of the opponent's hand.

"It's useless, even if the father is found out, he won't believe it." Yu Yuanjun smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I didn't expect that even if I got to this point, there would still be people who wouldn't let me go."

Changhen was slightly absent-minded, "Your Excellency Shaoqing is here, you should be fine."

"Save my life, and then I will be locked up here for the rest of my life." Yu Yuanjun tightened his fingers.

Changhen's wrist hurts from his grip.

"Let go." She rolled her eyes.

"There is something I want to confirm." Yu Yuanjun said quietly.

"what?"

"Eternal Hate." Yu Yuanjun pulled Everlasting Hate in front of him with force in his hand, and the breath he exhaled almost hit her in the face, "If one day I die, will you be sad?"

"Your Highness Fifth, this joke is not funny." Unable to break free from long-term hatred, she could only smile helplessly.

"I don't seem to be joking."

"You are a prince, how could you die, the only one who dies first is an ordinary person like me."

"I just want to know if you will be sad." Yu Yuanjun's eyes turned red.

Changhen avoided his gaze.

At any rate, they got to know each other. Generally speaking, Yu Yuanjun is not a bad person, but he was deceived by the prince.

It's a pity that once some mistakes are made, there is no way out forever.

"It should be." Chang Hen said vaguely, and at the same time pushed hard with his hand, just touching the wound on Yu Yuanjun's shoulder.

Yu Yuanjun felt the pain and let go of her hand, and she broke free.

After packing up the medicine box, Chang Hen just wanted to get out of here quickly.

She glanced out of the cell.

A jailer came forward and whispered to the two guards outside the cell, and the two hurried away after listening.

Yu Yuanjun clutched the shoulder that was sore from the long hatred just now, and couldn't tell what it was like.

He couldn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe that he would be emotionally attracted to a man, but his body betrayed him, and his heart had already lost its normality.

"Your Highness Fifth, take care." Chang Henben had already walked to the door, and suddenly turned his head, "Your Highness must trust Lord Shaoqing, with him around, His Highness will surely see the light of day again one day."

Yu Yuanjun's lips moved twice.

"Your Highness, take care, don't get hurt again." Chang Hen suddenly smiled at him, and bowed his hands to salute him respectfully.

For some reason, Yu Yuanjun suddenly felt uneasy.

Changhen has never been so respectful to him.

He had never been afraid of him, nor had he been subdued to him because he was the prince. Why did he leave? The words before he left sounded so much like a final farewell.

"Wait a minute..." Yu Yuanjun leaned over and wanted to stand up.

Changhen turned around and left the prison door.

When Yu Yuanjun came to the door, the prison door was already closed.

Just then, there was a loud sound of footsteps on the stairs.

"catch him!"

"Don't let him run away!"

Changhen stopped in the corridor outside the prison, and Yu Yuanjun also looked outside through the fence of the cell.

Suddenly a figure came down from the stairs, dressed in black and holding a sharp knife.

The jailer shouted: "There are assassins!" He drew his waist knife and went up to him.

Yu Yuanjun rushed towards the fence, "Long hate, back off!"

When he shouted, he saw the man in black throwing a hidden weapon.

The jailers were hit one after another and fell to the ground.

The long-sorrowed medicine box fell to the ground.

All sounds seemed to have disappeared from Yu Yuanjun's mind.

He saw Everlasting Hate clutching his chest, blood pouring out continuously, staining the robe, skirt and hem of his body red...

It flows continuously, like a small river, and it can't stop.

Yu Yuanjun stretched out his hand from between the fences, trying to grab something.

But his hand grasped nothing.

"Your Highness Fifth, take care, don't get hurt again..." In a daze, he seemed to hear the last words Chang Hen said to him before leaving the house.

At that time, he actually smiled at himself?
"...Only ordinary people like me will die first."

Yu Yuanjun covered his chest.

It was the same as the posture of Everlasting Hate, as if he was the one who was hit by the hidden weapon just now.

Obviously he wasn't hit by a hidden weapon, so why does it hurt like he's about to die?

(End of this chapter)