Walking out of the dormitory, the two confidants waiting outside the hall immediately followed. One took a cloak and stepped forward to put it on Xie Zhengyi. Xie Zhengyi waved his hand and motioned them to stay where they were.
Xie Zhengyi walked through the corridor alone and came to a small pond not far away. When the palace people saw Xie Zhengyi's figure from a distance, they consciously avoided it and did not go to the small pond.
Standing by the pond, Xie Zhengyi once again raised the hand that had just grabbed the little emperor's neck, which was still shaking slightly.
Obviously, just a moment ago, he could teach the little emperor a lesson without hesitation, or even kill him, and his heart could not fluctuate, but when the little emperor opened his eyes again, everything changed. .
Those eyes faded from the gloom before, they became clear, and even the eyes that looked at him became intimate and trusting. When he saw those eyes grieved and looked at him with tears, Xie Zhengyi's calm heart became flustered and painful. , he almost fell into those eyes at that time, almost let go of his hand, held the little emperor in his arms desperately, kissed the tears on the little emperor's face, and wanted to softly coax the little emperor to stop the little emperor cry.
He didn't know how he would have such an idea at that moment, wanting to spoil the little emperor, and present everything he had in front of the little emperor to him, and let him choose.
Xie Zhengyi closed his eyes. What's even more absurd is that he is now full of regrets that he has just stunned someone, and even he is afraid that if he uses a little more strength just now, the little emperor will...
Thinking of this, he wanted to cut off his evil hand.
Oh, it's really crazy, how could he have these crazy ideas
Xie Zhengyi slowly put away his hands, slowly squeezed into a fist, and then put his back behind him. He just closed his eyes, put his hands behind his back, and stood quietly by the small pond. Black hair and black and red robes.
The sky gradually dimmed. When Xie Zhengyi entered the palace, it was already dusk. After arguing with the little emperor for a while, he stood here for a long time. By this time, it was past dinner time.
Xie Zhengyi slowly opened his eyes. The dark eyes that had been turned into by complicated thoughts had returned to their usual dullness. He opened his clenched palms, turned around, and walked towards the Taiji Palace.
Outside the Taiji Hall, two of Xie Zhengyi's confidants were still waiting. He didn't go back to the Taiji Hall, and the imperial doctor who was called to help Bai Chen read his injuries did not dare to retreat first.
Xie Zhengyi strode into the Taiji Hall and walked directly to the dragon bed without looking sideways. Bai Chen was still lying on the bed in a coma, but his pale complexion had recovered a little at this moment.
"How?" Xie Zhengyi glanced at the person on the bed, then quickly retracted his gaze, and asked the imperial doctor.
The imperial doctor hurriedly knelt on the ground and replied respectfully to Xie Zhengyi: "If you reply to the words of Lord Chitose, the emperor is not in serious trouble, but he is too frightened, and his breathing is not smooth. You can recover after two days of rest."
"What about the injury on the neck?" Xie Zhengyi asked.
A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the imperial doctor. In the past, in order to let the emperor remember his lesson, Jiuqiansui would not allow the imperial physicians to heal the wounds he had made with his own hands or by his subordinates. This time...
"Huh?" Xie Zhengyi said coldly.
The imperial doctor hurriedly returned to his senses and withdrew his thoughts that he should not have had. He lowered his head and replied carefully: "The scar on the emperor's neck can be smeared with jasper ointment."
"How many days will it take to recover?"
"About three days."
"Too slow." Xie Zhengyi said solemnly.
The imperial doctor panicked in his heart, a look of fear appeared on his face, and he was a little uncertain about Xie Zhengyi's mind.
"Is there any ointment for quicker recovery?" Xie Zhengyi asked, the imperial doctor's careful thinking, how could he not guess, he was just afraid of being punished for guessing the wrong meaning of his words.
"Yes, yes." Xie Zhengyi spoke, and the imperial doctor nodded quickly, "The bruises can be removed in one night by just smearing on the gel dew that the Valley of Magical Doctors donated to Lord Chitose last time."
"Condensation muscle dew?" Xie Zhengyi remembered that there seemed to be such an ointment in the tribute of the Magical Medicine Valley last time.
"Ada." Xie Zhengyi called.
One of the confidants who was guarding outside the hall entered the hall and knelt down: "Lord Chitose."
"Go back to the house, and quickly bring the gel muscle dew."
"Yes."
After the words fell, the confidant named Ah Da disappeared in the hall.
"Go back." Xie Zhengyi said to the imperial doctor, and then turned his eyes to one of the maids who were kneeling on the ground. Compared with the other maids, this maid had a very different temperament. Although she also knelt with her head down, The posture is not as cautious as hers, but generous and generous, "Bi Luo, take Fang Yuyi out, and take the medicine back to boil and send it over."
"Yes, Chitose-sama."
The hall was quiet again, Xie Zhengyi stood there and didn't move, and the kneeling palace servants didn't even dare to let out the air.
Until Ah Da reappeared in the temple with the ointment.
Xie Zhengyi took the ointment and, for some reason, sent everyone out of the palace.
Holding the ointment, he slowly approached the dragon bed, and sat on the edge of the bed.
The close contact made his heart tremble even more.
Xie Zhengyi's heart gave birth to a slump, obviously, this time his eyes that were wrong were tightly closed, but he was even more wrong.
The strange thoughts that I had managed to get rid of outside before became active again, and even intensified because I saw this person for the first time when I returned to the Taiji Temple.
Xie Zhengyi stretched out his hand, slowly touched Bai Chen's cheek, and then retracted it in embarrassment.
He, what the hell is going on
Could it be that the little emperor gave him a Gu worm
Otherwise, why would he want the little emperor over and over again, and the pain in his heart hurts when he sees him in a coma.
Xie Zhengyi closed his eyes hard, restrained his urge to hold the little emperor in his arms, restrained his inexplicable self-blame, opened the ointment, and carefully spread it on Bai Chen's neck, Then he hurried out of the Taiji Hall and left the palace.
Before leaving the palace, Xie Zhengyi didn't know what he was thinking, and asked Bi Luo to send someone to notify him when the little emperor woke up.
No one knows what a troubled and flustered heart hides inside his still calm exterior.
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Bai Chen woke up from hunger.
He opened his eyes and saw nothing but blackness, and the quiet needle-drops around him could be heard.
After a while, his eyes gradually got used to the darkness, and Bai Chen could gradually see the outlines of things around him.
This is a room. He seems to be lying on a large wooden bed. The quilt on his body is soft and light, with a faint woody fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed.
Bai Chen: [System, where am I? 】
The system is a little uneasy: [Little master, are you awake? 】
Bai Chen nodded, sat up from the bed, and touched his neck subconsciously. With this touch, Bai Chen remembered that he had just passed over and was pinched and fainted by a man.
He pursed his mouth subconsciously, and then touched it beside the bed. The surroundings were cold, with only his body temperature, and the man was not there.
Bai Chen lowered his head, curled his knees, stretched out his arms and hugged him.
This can make the system feel distressed.
The system asked cautiously: [Little master, do you remember? 】
【Ok. 】
Bai Chen answered the system softly, and didn't want to continue talking, he was both wronged and angry now.
After deliberation, the system took all the mistakes on itself, and said, "It's all my fault. I didn't figure out the timeline, so I sent the little master over and made the little master feel wronged. 】
Bai Chen remained silent.
The system panicked even more: [Little master, don't cry. 】
Bai Chen buried his head on his knees, choked for a moment, and his mouth became even flatter, [I didn't cry. He's a big badass. 】
He clearly recognized him, let go, and pinched him.
His neck was strangled, it was so painful that he couldn't breathe, and he was crying uncomfortably.
[Big bad guy, big bad guy. 】
Bai Chen bit his lip and cursed.
This makes the system feel bad, and at the same time, it blames itself even more. How could the little master be sent to this point in time
Bai Chen said angrily: [I don't care about him anymore. 】
Listening to Bai Chen's words, the system is even more at a loss, but now it is the most important thing to comfort the little master not to let the little master cry.
So the system echoed his own little heart and said: [He is a big bad guy, a super big bad guy, we ignore him. 】
Bai Chen was still aggrieved.
He was so wronged, and he was still not by his side. Thinking of this, Bai Chen was even more angry and wronged.
No matter how the system comforts it, it can't be comforted. It is anxious to become an ant on a hot pot, and suddenly it has an idea. [Little master, let's take a look at the mission information of this world. 】
If comforting isn't working, divert your attention.
Bai Chen heard it and was quiet for a while before he said: [Pass it to me. 】
Sure enough, this method still works.
The system breathed a sigh of relief, and then sent the data of this world to Bai Chen at the fastest speed.
In this world, Bai Chen's identity is the young emperor of the Dali Kingdom who has just succeeded the throne for three years, named Xuanyuanyan.
Although Xuanyuanyan is an emperor and enjoys the emperor's luxurious life, he has no real power at all. His only role is to display it to the people of the country and to appease the hearts of the people.
But it wasn't like this from the beginning. Xuanyuanyan still had a lot of power when he first inherited the throne, but he just lost the power of the emperor in his hands.