The Ninth Prince was pushed away two steps by Xiao Ting, but he didn't say anything, he just stared at Xiao Ting's injured hand, pursed his lips, and his face was scary.
"Still leaving?" Xiao Ting stared, the Ninth Prince heard that her voice was not right, so he raised his head, seeing Xiao Ting's stubborn appearance, fell silent for a moment, then turned and went to the front.
After the ninth prince left, the woman stepped forward to help Xiao Ting clean the wound.
Xiao Ting was in pain and wanted to shake her hands, her teeth were chattering, her mouth was crooked and her eyes were slanting, she didn't have half the power she had just now.
Seeing her like this, the woman distracted her attention by talking, "Is that your husband?"
Xiao Ting gritted her teeth and nodded.
"He loves you very much."
"Well, he is super nice to me." Speaking of Ninth Prince, Xiao Ting temporarily forgot the pain in her hand and said proudly.
Outside, the sick doctor had already sent his assistant to go to bed first, General Fang kept turning around anxiously, "Why isn't your lord coming out?"
Li Mo lowered his eyes, "Don't be impatient, general!"
"Don't worry about it?" Fang Jian was short-tempered, and directly roared in a low voice: "This is so imminent, how can we not be impatient?"
The cloth curtain was lifted, and the Ninth Prince walked out in a clear-cut body.
He just glanced at Fang Jian, Fang Jian calmed down, and strode over, "My lord."
"Why are you in such a hurry?"
The Ninth Prince calmly sat on the main seat, looking forward, there was still a little blood on his sleeves, and there were stains on his body.
But it does not damage his Tsinghua Mingliu.
Fang Jian cupped his hands and replied: "I heard that the prince was attacked, the last general..."
Before he finished speaking, the Ninth Prince raised his hand to stop him, "What else?"
Fang Jianhu's eyes widened, and he was dumbfounded, "This is the prince?"
"My king has never been attacked. The general is too worried. Now it is a troubled time, and personal safety is of no importance. I hope that the general can fulfill his duties and protect the peace of the party, so that he can live up to the emperor's kindness."
The Ninth Prince responded calmly, and after a few words of encouragement, he let Fang Jian leave.
He did not accept his overtures and arranged accommodation.
After he left, the Ninth Prince looked at Li Mo, "Have you found a place to live?"
"It has been arranged and can go there at any time."
"Okay." The Ninth Prince nodded, thought for a while, and asked, "Is there any news from Yuchi Xinhan?"
The Ninth Prince didn't mention the Jiangnan Palace and the assassination just now. Although Li Mo was puzzled, he didn't ask much.
"Back to your lord, the imperial city is very peaceful, but the border with the country of Yue has not been peaceful recently. When the emperor heard about this, his heart welled up and he needed to rest."
The Ninth Prince knocked on the table, "A few days ago, the emperor ordered the eldest prince to supervise the country, but there was no response from the other side?"
"According to the news sent back by Yuchi Xinhan, the emperor is indeed ill, and no one is allowed to visit him. The empress is doing her best to serve her, she is very attentive."
Yuchi's chilling mission is to return to the imperial city to protect the safety of the emperor.
"My lord, will the emperor do it?" Li Mo felt that the matter is not as simple as that, the emperor is not very old, how could he rest because the border is not peaceful
But the empress is still too young, plus her relationship with Prince Rui's residence, no matter how you look at it, it is impossible to harm the emperor.
King Yu Rui has no cover!
"Don't make wild guesses. Right now, the emperor will not be in danger."
Ninth Prince reprimanded lightly, Li Mo heard the meaning in his words, and became more disturbed.
"Then, my lord, are we really going back to Li City?"
What happened along the way, Li Mo couldn't see the reason at all, let alone what the Ninth Prince was going to do
The speed of travel is not fast when it should be fast, not slow when it should be slow, not leaving when it is time to leave, and walking when it is time to stop.
"nature."
Soon, the wounds on Xiao Ting's body were bandaged. Except for the serious wound on the palm, there were some bruises and abrasions on other places. It looked scary, but it was nothing serious.
They went directly to an inn that Li Mo had found temporarily, and booked a small courtyard. Of course, it was also carried out under the intervention of Fang Jian.
Although the Ninth Prince rejected Fang Jian's kindness and did not go to the residence arranged by him, he still found a comfortable place.
After finally arranging everything, the moon is hollow after a simple wash.
Xiao Ting and the others lived in the room at the far end. The four candlesticks in the room were well lit. Xiao Ting lay on the bed and stretched herself, but she didn't dare to use force with her hands.
The Ninth Prince was sitting on the table, writing by candlelight.
Xiao Ting was bored by herself, so she lay down on the edge of the bed, wrapped herself in a quilt, and looked at the Ninth Prince.
Under the candlelight, he was very quiet, with serious eyes, a dignified expression, and a correct posture for holding the pen.
It's not the 'pretend' she's seen before, but truly dignified.
The pen was written very quickly, and after a while, a few sheets of paper were put aside, waiting for the ink to dry.
Looking at it, Xiao Ting's double eyelids closed together, and she fell asleep unconsciously.
After finishing the work at hand, the Ninth Prince asked Li Mo to send the letter, then turned around the room and came to the bedside.
At this moment, Xiao Ting is resting her left hand on her head, and her eyes are looking at the position where he was sitting just now.
There was a knowing smile on the corner of her mouth, the Ninth Prince did not disturb her, but sat down on the edge of the bed.
His hand stroked Xiao Ting's eyebrows lightly, and said softly: "I heard from my concubine before that the most real life is to fall asleep alone. What good thing did you dream about and laugh so happily?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Ting's injured hand suddenly stretched out, hugged his waist, put it there loosely, and smiled silently.
Ninth Prince's body froze, thinking she was awake, but there was no response after a long while, and only then did he know that he was thinking too much.
"You fool, those people are here to kill me, you obviously have the means to protect yourself, why are you protecting me?"
The Ninth Prince was not completely asleep at that time, he was sentient, but it was caused by drugs, which prevented him from really waking up.
There was nothing to say all night, and the next morning, when Xiao Ting woke up, only Mother Feng was by her side.
A little sullen, "Without conscience, there is no one in the early morning."
Mother Feng waited for her to wash, and then asked someone to bring breakfast. Seeing that Xiao Ting didn't have a smile on her face, she explained, "These are all made by the lord who ordered his servants to do it himself. The wangfei has a taste, does it suit your taste?"
"He knows what I like to eat?" Xiao Ting opened her mouth wide in surprise, looking at the dishes on the table that were not pleasing to the eye just now, she couldn't believe it.
She and the Ninth Prince almost ate separately no matter whether they were in the palace or in another garden. To be honest, she didn't know what the Ninth Prince liked to eat and what he liked to use.
"What is the princess talking about? The prince really treats you with care. When you fell asleep, you have already invited four or five doctors to show you."
Mother Feng helped her serve the porridge while explaining, "I just heard that the lord also went to Mr. Xu and told him to make medicine for scar removal!"
Xiao Ting's heart is like honey, very sweet.
She turned over her palm, which was wrapped like a rice dumpling, but the slight pain let her know that her hand was seriously injured yesterday.
Now I don't dare to fully unfold, so I can only half-bend to maintain the most comfortable state.
"Then, what about the prince?" Xiao Ting felt that she had really changed, becoming sensitive, restless, and duplicity.
She really doesn't look like her anymore.
"The servant does not know!"
Xiao Ting's right hand was injured, so she had to pick up vegetables with her left hand. The chopsticks in her hand could not be used at all, and it was very laborious.
Mother Feng wanted to help her, but she refused and insisted on picking it up herself.
After eating breakfast for half an hour, the food was cold and I hadn't finished it yet.
There was a black shadow moving over the door and window, the Ninth Prince pushed the door and entered, Xiao Ting stood up straight away, ready to speak with a smile, but found that she didn't know what to say.
But Mother Feng was a step faster than her, put the box in the hands of the Ninth Prince, put it on the table, invited him to take a seat, and then jokingly said: "My lord, you are back. If you don't show up again, the concubine will stare through this door."
"Mother Feng, what are you talking about?" Xiao Ting is not stupid, how can she fail to hear her joke.
"This servant is not talking nonsense. Since you woke up, you have asked the prince more than a dozen times where you are and why you haven't come back yet."
Xiao Ting pursed her lips, glared at Feng's mother, then slapped her chopsticks on the table, got up and sat on the bed angrily.
Ignore them.
Mother Feng smiled, and calmly withdrew.
The Ninth Prince sat outside for a while, Xiao Ting looked up at him from time to time, but seeing that he had no intention of coming over to coax her, she wondered, is this man really a log
Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, and as a result, the dishes on the table became empty one by one, Xiao Ting's mood was extremely bad.
"Chu Xiaoli, I'm angry."
Xiao Ting took off her shoes and smashed them directly.
Go straight to the face of the Ninth Prince.
As a result, the Ninth Prince only made one movement of getting up, and the embroidered shoe that was not in the wrong head hit his chest just like that, and the delicate print on the sole was very obvious.
The Ninth Prince was not angry, he got up and picked up the shoes that fell on the ground, and even brushed the dust on them with his sleeves, then walked towards Xiao Ting with the shoes.
"You, don't you know how to hide?"
Ninth Prince squatted down, grabbed Xiao Ting's little feet, and put the shoes on for her.
"I like to watch you make trouble."
Ninth Prince only gave such an explanation, leaving Xiao Ting speechless.
What kind of hobby is this
"Go change your clothes!"
Xiao Ting will not express strong emotions such as thank you, sorry, and sorry.
The Ninth Prince shook his head, "The carriage has been destroyed, and all our accompanying baggage has been lost."
The implication is that he has no clothes.
Xiao Ting looked at her dress, silently...
This is talking nonsense, "Then where are my clothes?"
Their burdens were packed together, so don't try to lie to her.
"I bought it." The Ninth Prince had no intention of talking to her about this, so he changed the subject, "Does your hand still hurt?"
Xiao Ting rolled her eyes at him, "You think it's a fairy medicine, and it won't hurt overnight."
Ninth Prince pursed his lips, turned around and was about to leave.
"What are you doing?" Xiao Ting grabbed him subconsciously, but she forgot that she was injured on her right hand. The Ninth Prince pulled his body together, and Xiao Ting gasped in pain.
"What's the matter? Don't move around if you're injured!" The Ninth Prince squatted down directly, protecting her right hand with both hands, and blamed her very distressedly.
(end of this chapter)