The third prince failed to hold Gu Ai.
Not only was he unable to hold him, he was also thrown to the ground by the sleeve of Gu Xiangyi, who was said to be a literati with a bad waist.
Every time later generations talk about this passage, they will sigh in addition that they can't think that Xiangye's skills are so strong - no one can see how he came here, only to see that the little prince was beaten alive in the last moment. He had to vomit blood, and the next moment he saw that figure roll up the high platform, and firmly protect the little prince in his arms.
Fifteen strokes of the cane were just finished, and according to the procedure, they had to parade through the streets to show the public.
The executioner consciously did not use a heavy hand, but at this time, he was also at a loss as to what to do. He stepped aside in panic, and hurriedly saluted him.
"Chengru-how is it?"
Gu Ai didn't care about going on and off the stage at all, she just wrapped Lu Chengru around her arms, her voice was hoarse with anxiety: "Where is the injury? Sir, take you back, please bear with me..."
I bit my tongue.
The pain of self-injury was not shielded, and Lu Deng couldn't help taking a deep breath when he opened his mouth. I wanted to tell him that I was fine, but I couldn't tell because of the pain, so I could only raise my hand to grab his sleeve and shook his head silently.
Gu Ai didn't know how to get there, and was stabbed fiercely by the blood that overflowed from the corner of his lips, only to feel cold from head to toe.
The little prince's face was pale, leaning against his arms, but he looked up at him without pain, and tried his best to make a vague and low voice: "I'm fine..."
Gu Ai couldn't hear this anymore, she put her palm lightly on his lips, pulled off the official robe, wrapped the person carefully, and hugged him with all her strength.
In one day, the chief assistant was disheveled, did not hold edicts or obey orders, and forced his way into the execution ground to rob people, which was undoubtedly an extremely disrespectful behavior.
Gu Ai was ready to be pointed by thousands of husbands, and got up with someone to leave. The people below not only didn't roar with dissatisfaction as expected, on the contrary, because they saw the Xiangye rushing to protect the people, there was an eager cry on the spot.
Gu Ai stopped subconsciously, Lu Chengru was curled up in his arms, his fingertips clasped at his collar, she couldn't help but froze for a while, then turned around and looked at him blankly.
"Master Xiang knew that although Prince Yi rode the horse, he was chasing the horse in front of him all the way, and he didn't kick over a few stalls. If it wasn't for Prince Yi to restrain the horse in time, my baby would have been seriously injured and disabled. , I might not be able to save my life!"
"Master Xiang, although the little prince made a mistake, he also knew that he was wrong. Later, he often came to the street to take care of our business. I also ask Master Xiang to raise your hand, and this time, the past will be offset!"
"The lord has a good-natured personality. It's nothing more than a young man who was ignorant of things for a while and was instigated by others. We don't blame him anymore, and please don't punish the little prince again..."
"Isn't the new law saying that if the sufferer does not report, we can negotiate to avoid some heavy punishment? We are the sufferer, and we don't blame Prince Yi, why can't we avoid the rest of the street parade?"
"The little prince is hurt so badly, let's get out of the way, let Xiangye take the little prince to treat the injury!"
…
Everyone was chattering, and they made way for a passage, and the voice came to the stage, so that both of them could hear it clearly.
Meeting Gu Ai's slightly surprised gaze, Lu Deng's face became hot, and he shrank into the soft fabric of the half-worn official uniform.
Today, I took the initiative to come to receive the punishment, and I heard the people below arguing and arguing, but I didn't expect that the noise was this.
The personality has been changing according to logic. He has been under the tutelage of Gu Ai for many days now, and it is only natural that he has been taught to be sensible and obedient. Even if he secretly came out to do voluntary labor, the evaluation bar of the main system has always been stable, and no points have been deducted until now.
He has never been used to making mistakes and not changing them. Even though Gu Ai has already been punished, he still thinks about the incidents of causing trouble on the street in the past. Whenever Gu Ai was busy with official duties, he would go out and play as an excuse to go around and try to make up for it. But he didn't even know that he had accumulated so much goodwill among the people.
Lu Deng curled up in Gu Ai's arms, and his face turned even redder when he heard the voices outside.
The little prince's spirit was better than expected.
Seeing Lu Chengru wrapping herself into a ball in her arms, Gu Ai's eyes were a little warmer, but she still didn't dare to relax. Carefully opened his robe to let him breathe, and bowed deeply to the people in the audience.
"Today's disgraceful disgrace, Gu Ai will receive the punishment... Thank you all for tolerant disciples, Gu Ai is very grateful."
The people at the bottom did not dare to accept this ceremony, and hurriedly bowed down, and the original noise was quieted down.
It is normal for teachers to feel distressed about their students.
A teacher is like a father. No one can take it easy while watching their younger generation suffer on stage. The onlookers blinked their eyes and understood Master Xiang's anxiety. They waved their hands and didn't see anything. A daring young man jumped up and pulled the executioner away. Everyone tacitly stepped aside to make way for the two of them. .
The third prince had already found a carriage and rushed over in a sullen manner, meeting Gu Ai's dark pupils, who were neither happy nor angry, and felt chills all over his body: "Gu, Gu Xiang, in fact—"
Gu Ai ignored him, and hugged Lu Chengru into the carriage: "Return to the Prime Minister's Mansion."
Xiangye is used to his majesty, and no one dares to disobey at all. The coachman gave a jerk and instinctively whipped the horse, and the carriage ran out of the street corner and headed straight for the Prime Minister's Mansion.
…
The third prince who fell to the ground sent ten text messages to the little prince who was touching porcelain in the street.
It was only the day before yesterday that the spring rain was over, and the carriage galloped, rolling away the color of the ground.
"gentlemen… "
The tongue didn't hurt so much anymore, Lu Deng carefully grabbed Gu Ai's sleeve and looked at him.
Although there are a lot of meaningless onomatopoeia in the voice message sent by the protagonist, relying on the few words in it, he still struggled to piece together the specific inside story of the matter.
Between the whole thing, it seems that there is a great misunderstanding...
Lu Deng blinked and was about to open his mouth to explain, but Gu Ai moved his arm and gently embraced him again in his arms.
"Sir is here."
The voice of the Prime Minister of a country was soft, but his heartbeat was still fierce, and his movements almost showed the cautiousness of the rest of his life and clearly feared after the catastrophe.
Gu Ai opened her arms and wanted to hug him, but she was afraid of hurting him, so she held her breath and called him to lean on her shoulders, with a calm and unwavering look clearly shaking waves.
Lu Deng moved and raised his head slightly from his chest.
Gu Ai was shaking.
She didn't dare to think about what happened next, and didn't dare to think about what went wrong, whether the third prince was an enemy or a friend - Gu Ai hardly had the slightest energy to think about anything that had nothing to do with Lu Chengru at the moment.
The little prince was leaning in his arms, quietly, still as good as usual, holding his sleeves as usual, and Wu Run's eyes looked at him as if they were not in pain.
How many sleepless nights of approving official documents, the teenager who refused to go back to the bedroom to rest at all was lying on the table and dozed off enough. When he raised his head and looked over with sleepy eyes, it was such a pair of eyes, which became the warmest point in the long night. comfort.
It was only a matter of time before that even this little consolation was forcibly taken away.
Gu Ai's eyes became darker and darker, but her hand was still soft and gentle when she held him, and she slowly stroked his forehead, trying her best to hide the slight palpitation in her voice: "Cheng Ru, where are you uncomfortable? It's okay, we are here. Just go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion to heal your wounds—Mister didn't take good care of you, it won't happen again, never again..."
"gentlemen."
Lu Deng called him softly, holding Gu Ai's sleeve with a little force, and pulling him out of the nightmare: "I'm fine, sir—the third prince helped me change the executioner, I'm fine, you see. "
Afraid that Gu Ai wouldn't believe it, while he was talking, he had neatly unbuttoned his clothes and put them aside, lying down to let him take a closer look.
The executioners are all good hands. They can beat people to death with a few strokes, and they can beat them a dozen times and leave them unscathed. Lu Deng's complexion was fair, and blood stains were particularly conspicuous, but no matter how carefully he looked, there were only a few reddish wide marks on his back.
Gu Ai was stunned, but her heart beat faster and faster, and hesitantly reached over with her hand.
"You touch it, there's nothing wrong with it."
Lu Chengru was lying on his knees, aware of Gu Ai's hesitant movement, he raised his eyebrows and looked up at him, holding his hand and covering his back.
The boy's back is not as thin and thin as he imagined, and the shoulder blades are still clearly raised, but it has a very beautiful flexible line. His skin was fair and cool, and several traces of the torture stick with the width of his palm scalded his palms astringently, but he did not have the tragic skin and flesh that he imagined and blood was flowing.
"I heard-"
Fearing that the disappointment and pain in the future would be unbearable, Gu Ai did not dare to make herself too happy, she tried her best to find her own voice, and said hoarsely: "They have a way to make it invisible on the face - but the inside is hurting the muscles and organs, and the qi and blood. Stasis. You vomited blood at that time…”
"Nothing."
Lu Deng raised his eyebrows, propped himself up with one hand, and nimbly turned over and sat up.
The bustling city was still a long way from the prime minister's mansion. He was worried that Gu Ai would be too hard to hold him all the way. He looked around in the carriage, trying to find a place to sit, but Gu Ai was still firmly around him, as if he would not let go. mean.
Facing the rare stubborn gaze of the Dang Shoufu, Lu Deng blinked his eyes, then leaned back into his arms obediently, pursed his lips and gathered up his courage: "If I say something, sir, can you not blame me for running away without authorization? come out?"
Gu Ai was slightly startled when she heard the words, and greeted the tense look of the little prince, who was so cautious that he seemed to be punished at any time. Suddenly, a warm current filled his heart, and he gently wrapped him into his arms.
"You are for the sake of Mr., Mr. knows in his heart - I failed to protect you, so how can I blame you?"
If everything is fine, no one would be willing to run away and be punished.
He is an official who enforces the law, and the reason why those people insist on such a trivial matter is because as long as he has a little favoritism, he will naturally open a hole in the new law. In the future, anyone who wants to resist the law and disrespect will have an argument and a basis for it.
The little prince is stubborn and proud by nature, and has a temper that he refuses to bow his head to others, but he came here alone, and was punished and punished in front of everyone's eyes. , in order to tell everyone that even if the relatives of the law enforcers break the law, the punishment is exactly the same.
In the Guozijian, he would rather fight with his wounds than die than bow his head. Outside the Zichen Palace, he dared to rob people on horseback. On weekdays, he always liked to practice martial arts and not like to read books.
Right on the downtown street, in full view of the public, he was tortured on his knees.
Just for his new law.
Gu Ai felt her chest tighten when she thought about it.
This incident was originally caused by him, and because of him he became the handle of that group of people. No matter how absurd he was, there was no reason to blame Lu Chengru, who was implicated by him.
It was pointless to dwell on the past. Gu Ai had already made up his mind and knew what to do in the future. Right now, he was only anxious to know if he was injured.
Touching the head resting on his shoulder, Gu Ai was about to ask again, but the little prince in his arms clasped his arm and probed cautiously.
"I also tied up the elite soldiers..."
Gu Ai: "..."
It seems that the elite soldiers left by the late emperor are not too reliable.
The little prince was more energetic than expected, and it seemed that he was not seriously injured. Although Gu Ai still didn't know what to do, he was more or less relieved.
The soft and cool body is shrunk between the arms and refuses to show its head, which easily makes people feel soft.
Facing the gleam of nervousness in Hei Zhantong's eyes, Gu Ai took a light breath, and then her face became serious to scare him, but she touched a hot and hard scar under her palm, but her heart softened unconsciously: "If you tie it up, It's because they didn't practice well, and it's not your fault."
No fines for copying!
Lu Chengru leaned against his arm, his eyes were shining brightly, his whole head popped out in an instant, and he jumped at him happily: "Thank you sir!"
Gu Ai's heart softened, she opened her arms and wrapped the person into her arms, and sighed dumbly, her palms slowly rubbing the scars: "Okay, now tell me what's uncomfortable and what's hurt. ?"
He didn't ask, but when he asked, the little prince in his arms turned red, clutching his cuffs and bowing his head, and the corners of his lips folded uncomfortably.
Other things are easy to say, only this one should not be sloppy.
Gu Ai made up her mind not to let him fool him any more, still lowered her head and waited for his reply, Lu Cheng hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't bear the gaze of the head assistant, opened his mouth tremblingly: "I bit my tongue..."
This answer was too ingenious, and Gu Ai was almost unable to regain her senses for a while, before hesitating for a moment, "Bite-what?"
"Tongue."
Lu Chengru's face became hot, and after a long while he continued to whisper, "Bite it... it still hurts."
Gu Ai was stunned for a long while, looking at the clear and cramped light in his dark eyes, suddenly picked up his wrist and pinched his pulse for a long time.
The chief assistant is devoted to learning, and only vaguely knows the general medical theory, but he can still perceive a powerful pulsation at his fingertips, revealing a clear vitality.
One hand touched the sleeve and pulled it, gently tugged it twice, and pointed to his mouth as if emphasizing.
Gu Ai was stunned for a long time, and finally smiled dumbly while holding his forehead, hugged him tightly, and let out a long sigh of relief.
…
The voices outside gradually quieted down.
The car had left the trouble and entered Jingjie, and it was about to reach the prime minister's mansion.
The suspended mind suddenly relaxed, and Gu Ai only felt that her whole body was filled with the lingering lingering lingering fear of the rest of her life. He simply leaned on the car relaxedly, raised his hand around the thin shoulder of the little prince, and lifted his lower jaw with one hand: "Let me see, sir, how much has been bitten—does it still hurt?"
Lu Deng's face was still hot, he hesitated for a while after hearing the words, but in the end he couldn't resist the majesty of the first assistant, so he had to stick out his tongue to let him check.
The wound on the tongue can't be touched with force, and it hurts with cold air. Gu Ai put one hand on his back and didn't ask him to exert any force. She lowered her head and examined it carefully: "Does it hurt so much?"
Not too great either.
Lu Deng was staring at him so intently, his heart beat so fast, he had long forgotten the pain on his tongue. She blushed and shook her head. Gu Ai raised her eyebrows slightly to look at him, and was about to make a joke when the carriage suddenly stopped unexpectedly.
The sound of footsteps sounded in a hurry, and before I could return to my senses, the old doctor who hurried to hear the news had already opened the car door vigorously.
"What are you tossing about again - is the little prince seriously injured? Quickly take the person down and let me see in the mansion - "
The old doctor's voice stopped abruptly.
In the dark carriage, the first assistant of the dynasty did not wear an official robe, so he only wore a plain white tunic, and the little prince even took off all the clothes on his upper body. The slender, strong spine of the young man was exposed, and there were a few wide marks lying on the side.
The two of them didn't know what they were doing, but they hugged each other in broad daylight. At this time, the six eyes met each other, and each other's eyes were full of surprise and dazedness.
The old doctor was knowledgeable, looked at each other for a moment and let out a tut, then took a step back silently.
He closed the car door for the two of them.