"Prince, all the ministers outside have returned to their senses." Tong Feng reported the news he had just received.
Liang He just nodded: "Is the princess awake?"
Tong Feng didn't expect Liang He to ask this. He really didn't understand this carefully: "The princess has woken up and eaten."
Liang He nodded with satisfaction, got up and went to look for Yan Ling.
Yan Ling looked at Thirteen and felt very worried. She still remembered what happened that day. Those people actually attacked her people, and Concubine De poisoned Thirteen under her nose.
Thirteen shook her head. The poison was intermittent, and now it was no different from ordinary people. She would not tell Yan Ling and let her worry about her.
Yan Ling also wanted to ask Thirteen some private questions, and Liang He came in. Yan Ling could only choose not to say anything, and would talk about it later when there was a chance. Liang He's eyebrows were a little tired, and Thirteen Zhiqu walked to the corner aside, silently Exit the room.
"How was your dinner?" Liang He sat beside Yan Ling's bed and asked about ordinary household matters.
Yan Ling looked at Liang He. This was the first time since their marriage that they had space to get along quietly. Yan Ling was half lying on the bed, answering Liang He's questions one by one about whether to eat more.
Liang He felt that there was something he needed to tell Yan Ling: "Yan Li and Li Yun are now living in the Prince's Mansion."
It is true that Yan Li is a young master in the Prime Minister's Mansion, but he is not used by Prime Minister Yan. His servants can bully him anytime and anywhere. In the past, he was targeted by Mrs. Yan everywhere, but now it is not a good thing to be able to escape from that minion.
Yan Ling nodded: "Yan Li is the one who treats me well in the palace, and because he treats me well, he has earned the dislike of Mrs. Yan and Yan Shuang. It is certainly a good thing that they can be in the prince's palace now."
Seeing that Yan Ling's views were so similar to his own, Liang He felt a touch of pride in his heart. He looked at Yan Ling and remembered the injuries on her body: "I didn't even see all the injuries on your body during the day, and I don't know if they were. How about it, I took medicine specially and will rub it on you later."
Yan Ling's face turned red, remembering the embarrassing scene in the Prime Minister's Mansion, he expected to call Thirteen in, but Liang He saw through it: "Why did you call Thirteen in?"
"Take some medicine."
"Is it possible that as a husband, I can't do it?" Liang He said seriously.
This made Yan Ling dumbfounded, and his face quickly turned red. He lowered his head and didn't look at Liang He. She and Liang He were already married. This was a fact. She didn't expect that he actually said that his face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he looked shy and cute. , Liang He thought that Yan Ling was unwilling, and immediately felt aggrieved like a child: "If Ling'er doesn't want to, I'll call him."
Yan Ling covered Liang He's mouth, nodded lightly, and agreed to let Liang He check his injuries and apply medicine to himself.
Liang He was not reckless. He gently unwrapped Yan Ling's clothes. The rows of blisters on his arms were very eye-catching, as well as those on his front and back. He couldn't see clearly during the day, but now he looked carefully at them one by one. , Liang He was a little angry. If it were him, he wouldn't be able to bear the pain, and he secretly blamed himself.
Yan Ling saw that her skin was exposed, but Liang He hesitated to apply medicine on her. The blush on his face disappeared, and he wanted to undress: "Didn't you say apply medicine?"
Liang He refused, clasping Yan Ling's arm lightly, and taking off all her clothes little by little. Liang He saw that her whole body was like this, and felt angry. But most of all, he felt distressed, resentful of himself, and afraid that Yan Ling would get it. Liang He quickly covered Yan Ling with a quilt, took the candlestick lamp and carefully applied medicine to Yan Ling bit by bit.
He applied a layer of refreshing ointment to Yan Ling's warm fingertips and applied it gently to Yan Ling. Instantly, the feeling of heat disappeared from his body. Yan Ling also lost the greenness on his face and followed Liang He to apply it on himself. He looked so comfortable. Yan Ling immediately went to meet Zhou Jie in a daze.
By the time Liang He finished using up a large bottle of ointment, Yan Ling had already woken up from a sweet dream. Liang He cursed secretly, saying that he was a heartless boy, and knitted Yan Ling's clothes, while he took off his coat and hugged Yan Ling.
With his shy wife in his arms, Liang He smelled the fragrance of Yan Ling's hair. It was the first time for him to fall asleep so hard, and he didn't dare to make any big moves to disturb Yan Ling.
If it hadn't been for his hesitation these days, Ling'er would never have suffered such pain in the Prime Minister's Mansion. Ever since she married him, she had not been able to live a good life for a day, and she had spent her time in fear.
Surrounded by Yan Ling, Liang He made a decision in his heart.
In the early morning, Yan Ling slowly woke up from his dream. He had a particularly comfortable and peaceful sleep last night.
Feeling the weight on his waist, Yan Ling turned around and looked. Liang He was hugging him and looking at him with his eyes open. Their eyes met. Yan Ling smiled hoarsely as if he had just woken up: "Good morning."
"Morning, get up, it's getting late."
After Liang He got up and put on his clothes, he helped Yan Ling up and took the initiative to slowly help Yan Ling put on his clothes.
With another such touch, Yan Ling blushed and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at Liang He, and apparently he didn't notice either.
When I came out of the room, a table of breakfast had been prepared. The breakfast was all arranged according to Yan Ling's preferences: "Whatever you want to eat, I will pick it up for you."
"Sister, I didn't expect the prince to be so docile with you." Yan Li brought Li Yun to Yan Ling.
Yan Ling hadn't seen Li Yun for a long time: "Have you eaten yet? Do you want to eat a little bit?"
Yan Li waved his hand, indicating that he had finished eating. He came here just to ask how his injury was, but it could only be that he came at the wrong time.
Yan Ling just picked up the soup spoon and wanted to do it himself, but Liang He snatched it away. He picked up his own soup and blew it on to warm it up before feeding it to Yan Ling's mouth. The people on the side looked at a Sorry.
Yan Li and Li Yun had to leave first. Liang He obviously wanted to drive them away. If they were still here, they would disturb the young couple.
After breakfast, Liang He supported Yan Ling and walked in the garden to eat.
Yan Ling looked over along the way and saw that there were not many servants in the mansion. It seemed that the Prince's Mansion was very quiet and peaceful, and it was no longer the same level of people.
Liang He remembered that Yan Ling didn't know the news that Mrs. Yan had passed away, and supported Yan Ling: "Ling'er, I'm going to tell you some good news now, please don't be sad, okay?"
Sad news
Yan Ling couldn't think of any news that would make her sad. She nodded and waited for his next words. Liang He hugged her uneasily: "Mrs. Yan has passed away."
"Why should I be sad? What Mrs. Yan did is not worth it." Yan Ling had already known about this matter for a long time. She would never cry to Mrs. Yan. This was a sure thing.
(End of chapter)