She closed her eyes, breathed slowly and comfortably, and her thoughts gradually came back. She remembered the tragic situation on Zuo Tianye's body before he passed out. She opened her eyes again and grabbed his sleeve, "Are you injured?"
His clear eyes looked at him, he changed his clothes, but his body still had a cold and lonely aura, only those black eyes that fell on her were gentle like never before in front of outsiders.
"It's just a skin injury, it's not a problem." He took Yinwu's hand away from her sleeve, stuffed it into the quilt, and massaged her slowly.
Yinwu refused to obey.
Skin trauma
Who are you kidding!
Ninety percent of the toxins in his body have been cleared, if it wasn't for the serious internal injury that caused the turmoil of the true qi, the residual poison would not be affected.
"Yan!" She called Yan, knowing that since Zuo Tianye was here, Yan must be not far away.
Yan came in through the curtain, bowed slightly and saluted, "What do you want, Miss?"
"How did you get the injury on your prince's body?"
"This..." Yan pursed his lips tightly and glanced at Zuo Tianye.
"Being beaten by the emperor." Yanzheng was in a dilemma, the bead curtains shook and jingled, and Baili Chenfeng strode in, the cold, furious anger couldn't be concealed on his formerly bohemian handsome face.
"Your Majesty?" Yin Wu frowned, "Because of Princess Lanshan?"
"Otherwise, why else?" Baili Chenfeng said angrily: "After returning to the palace, the third prince went to the imperial study to plead guilty, and lied that Lanshan accidentally fell down while playing on the rockery and died accidentally. The decree was to punish the third prince with a staff of one hundred, so my eldest brother stood in front of the third prince, saying that Lanshan had an accident in his other courtyard, and he was duty-bound to take the punishment on behalf of the third prince, but the emperor acquiesced, and the executioner was the imperial guard Commander, the internal strength is added to the punishment rod, and it is clear that he wants my elder brother's life, if Zhen Yu and I hadn't arrived in time to intercede, my elder brother would have been disabled if he didn't die!"
Baili Chenfeng became more and more angry as he talked, picked up a cup of cold tea next to him and drank it in a gulp, and threw the cup back with a snap, "That is the emperor, I would have twisted his head if it was someone else, kicking him 800 times a day would be enough." Not relieved!"
"Chenfeng, shut up!" Zuo Tianye heard that his words were getting more and more outrageous, so he glanced at him lightly, Baili Chenfeng immediately fell silent, and shrank to the side to sulk.
"Does your head still hurt?" When he looked back at Yinwu again, his face changed, and his cold eyes instantly warmed up.
"You go out first." Yin Wu looked at Yan and Baili Chenfeng.
Baili Chenfeng didn't want to leave, but was glared at by Zuo Tianye, touched his nose resentfully, and walked out through the curtain.
As soon as Yan and Baili Chenfeng went out, Yinwu sat up straight and took off Zuo Tianye's clothes.
"What's wrong?" Zuo Tianye grabbed her hand to untie his belt.
"Let me see the wound on your back." Yinwu broke away from his hand, took off his coat and inner clothes, turned to him, untied the bandage wrapped around him, and saw the wound under the bandage Almost screamed out.
On the broad and strong back, dozens of wounds criss-crossed, and the deep bloody mouth was opened left and right, with a bloody mess. Yinwu felt dizzy after only one glance, and couldn't bear to look again.
Zuo Tianye took the bandage in her hand and wrapped it around a few times, and said calmly: "The medicine has been applied, it's fine."
Yin Wu made up her mind, snatched the bandage from his hand, and wrapped it up again, feeling a pain in her heart that she had never felt before.
It was as if someone hurt her most precious thing, and she wished she could wrench that person's head off as Baili Chenfeng said, kicking him eight hundred times a day would not relieve her anger.
(end of this chapter)