The emperor's plan: to rule the world

Chapter 802 Wounds
Gu Qingyi stared down at the blue tea in the cup, and said lightly: "I heard that the regent was assassinated?"

The regent covered his lips and coughed lightly, and said, "Yes, this king was assassinated, and he is weak right now."

He stood up, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, but said with a light smile: "This king is not feeling well, so I won't disturb Your Majesty the Empress."

Gu Qingyi held the teacup: "Go slowly, don't send it off."

Regent:"……"

Her Majesty's eviction order should not be too obvious.

He turned around and left here.

Gu Qingyi looked up at Qin Shu.

Qin Shu said: "The Prince Regent just suffered some skin trauma."

Gu Qingyi's eyes then fell on his hands.

Qin Shu moved his left hand, and subconsciously wanted to put his hand behind his back, but under her gaze, he stopped the movement abruptly, and stretched out his hand bravely.

He consciously lifted up his sleeves, revealing the hideous wounds.

A long gash almost reached the back of his hand. Because the temperature was still relatively high at this time, so there was no bandage. At this moment, this hideous wound was laid bare in front of her, and the blood coagulated into a The scab was broken, and blood was faintly oozing from the side.

Gu Qingyi's hand holding the teacup turned white, with distinct joints.

Qin Shu glanced at her secretly, then pulled back his hand bravely, and the wide sleeves of his robe hung down to cover the wound.

He tried to speak calmly: "It will be fine in a few days."

Gu Qingyi stretched out his hand.

Qin Shu thought for a while, then stretched out his hand again, and put his white palm on hers, with his eyes downcast, so cute.

Gu Qingyi lifted up his sleeves, looked at the hideous wound, and was silent for a long time, then raised his right hand, the fingertips gathered light, and submerged into his wound little by little to heal him.

Qin Shu watched her movements silently, and his heart suddenly became heavier.

This kind of ability, only one person in the whole world has his patriarch, and even the empress does not know how to heal wounds...

Qin Shu pursed his lips tightly.

Qin Shu was shocked and unbelievable when he saw her for the first time, but now he was full of only heaviness. That night in Cangzhou, the Lord of the Vault of Heaven opened the door to a new world for him. His Patriarch had forgotten many things, but he knew them clearly.

He knew a lot, he knew the responsibilities his Patriarch was destined to bear in the future, and he also roughly knew what the Empress Dowager did to protect her.

He knew better that, compared with his Patriarch, he is now weak and vulnerable in front of her.

Qin Shu said softly: "My lord, don't use this method to heal your wounds in the future, okay?"

He looked at the wound on his arm that healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and looked at the faint sweat on her forehead, and said softly, "I'm a little worried."

Gu Qingyi glanced at him, and said coldly: "You can choose not to get hurt."

Qin Shu lowered his voice a little, and said, "I think the snow ginseng congealed jade ointment that the Lord used when he was injured before is very good, and it is just right for healing injuries."

"The holy medicine for wounds is of course good for healing." Gu Qingyi answered the sentence in a neutral manner, pushed the teacup in front of him, and said lightly, "Drink a glass of water."

Qin Shu glanced at her, brought the teacup to his lips, and took a sip of the tea. His thin lips were stained with some drops of water, and finally looked more bloody.

(End of this chapter)