Chapter 695 Ah! It hurts! Qian Zhenyun, you are going to die!

Gu Qingchen was completely wrapped in his arms.

Behind her was the man's warm chest, and in her nostrils was the scent of his body.

Gu Qingchen's whole body stiffened, and his ears began to burn uncontrollably.

This is even more frustrating than carrying her on my back.

"Hold on tight."

Zhao Chenan clasped his arms together, grasped the reins in front of her, and held her tightly in them.

Then he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the steed under him took steady steps and walked out of the forest.

Gu Qingchen's back was stiff, not daring to move. He could only watch Qian Zhenyun and Lin Jiayou, who was helped up by the guards, follow behind the horse.

Lin Jiayou raised his head and looked at the intimate posture on horseback, a hint of sinisterness flashed across his eyes.

At the edge of the woods, many people who had heard the news had already gathered.

Wang Ruoyu was surrounded by several noble ladies, her face was pale. She had just escaped and had not had time to make up a story. She could only say "bear" and "Sister Qingchen is still inside" incoherently.

Everyone was discussing and speculating about the dangers in the forest when they saw the prince's jet-black horse slowly walking out of the dense forest.

The sun shone on my body again, dispelling the coldness in the forest.

But when everyone saw the scene on horseback, all the discussions stopped abruptly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sat high on his horse, with a petite figure hovering before him. Who else could that fiery red riding regalia be but Gu Qingchen?

She was held in the prince's arms, they were very close and rode on the same horse.

This picture is more impactful than any words.

Everyone's eyes were focused on that one spot, filled with shock, envy, jealousy, and so on.

Those noble ladies who usually prided themselves on being noble now all had their eyes wide open, and the handkerchiefs in their hands were almost torn to pieces.

When has His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ever been so close to any woman?

What qualifications does Gu Qingchen have!

Wang Ruoyu's face turned from pale to purple in an instant, and finally turned the color of liver.

She had gone to great lengths to make Gu Qingchen lose face in front of everyone, even resorting to such underhanded tactics. But what was the result?

Not only was Gu Qingchen safe and sound, he also received the unique favor of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!

This was like a loud slap in the face, hitting her face hard and causing burning pain.

She looked at the glaring red on the horse's back and was so angry that her whole body was shaking and her eyes were almost red.

Zhao Chenan ignored the gazes around him.

He rode his horse to the front of the crowd, dismounted swiftly, and then turned around. Without waiting for Gu Qingchen to react, he stretched out his arms and carried her steadily down from the horse's back.

This action caused a gasp from the surroundings.

Zhao Chenan gently placed her on the ground, and only let go after making sure that she could stand firmly on one foot. His voice returned to its usual cold and majestic tone.

"Call the imperial physician."

Zhao Chenan put Gu Qingchen down and handed him over to Qian Zhenyun.

"Take good care of her."

Qian Zhenyun curled his fingers at his side and finally responded, "Yes, Your Highness."

Zhao Chenan stopped looking at them and turned his gaze to Wang Ruoyu, who was pale in the crowd. The gentleness in his eyes disappeared.

"Someone, take Wang Ruoyu down."

"What happened in the forest just now? Investigate it thoroughly for me!"

Wang Ruoyu's legs went weak and she fell to her knees.

"Your Highness, please spare me! Your Highness, please spare me!" She cried bitterly and kowtowed desperately, "Your Highness... Your Highness is just jealous of Sister Qingchen and wants her to lose the competition."

"I just... I just set a small noose where the white fox hangs out, hoping to trip her... But shooting the horse and attracting the black bear were definitely not done by me!"

Soon, the commander of the imperial guards came to reply.

"Your Highness, Miss Wang's quiver is full and she hasn't fired any arrows."

After hearing this, Wang Ruoyu felt relieved.

Fortunately, she was not that stupid. She did it herself, but just paid a clean-handed servant to do it. The man ran away long afterward.

The investigation has reached a deadlock, and there is no way to find out where the black bear came from.

Just when everyone thought that the matter was over, Lin Jiayou came out with the help of the guards and bowed deeply to the prince.

"Your Highness, this may just be a misunderstanding."

"There are many hunting dogs in Xishan. Perhaps one of their hunting dogs was chasing prey and accidentally disturbed the blind bear, which led to the accident."

"Your Highness, please, for the sake of the Minister of Personnel, be lenient with me."

He spoke in a decent and generous manner, and the eyes of the noble children around him changed when they looked at him. Many of them nodded secretly, thinking that this scholar was truly a gentleman.

But Zhao Chenan felt a wave of disgust in his heart.

The person I was when I was young has become so hypocritical now.

He didn't even look at Lin Jiayou, but spoke coldly to Wang Ruoyu lying on the ground.

"Wang Ruoyu, your words and actions were inappropriate and disturbed the hunting party. You are punished by being confined to your house for three months to reflect on your mistakes."

After saying that, he turned and left, no longer paying attention to the people behind him.

Because of this accident, the hunt had to end abruptly.

In the side hall of the palace, the imperial physician examined Gu Qingchen's ankle.

"Miss Gu just twisted her ankle. Her tendons and bones are not injured. Use some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing medicinal wine to rub it out. She will be fine after a few days of rest."

Gu Qingchen did not have a personal maid by his side, so the medicinal wine naturally fell into Qian Zhenyun's hands.

He poured some medicinal wine and rubbed it in his palm to warm it up. He held Gu Qingchen's leg with one hand and covered the swollen ankle with the other.

"GongGong, be gentle..." As soon as Gu Qingchen finished speaking, Qian Zhenyun exerted force on his hand.

"Ah! It hurts! Qian Zhenyun, you're going to die!"

She screamed in pain and tears were about to come out.

"If it doesn't hurt, how can I get rid of your blood clot?" Qian Zhenyun had no expression on his face, but the strength in his hands didn't decrease at all. "Bear with it."

Gu Qingchen gasped in pain and pounded the bed, "That bitch Wang Ruoyu! She's been grounded for three months, it's too easy for her!"

She was furious and felt that the punishment was not painful enough.

Qian Zhenyun's hands kept moving as he explained, "Your Highness's decision was a balancing act. It gave the Wang family a warning, but also gave the Minister of Personnel face."

Gu Qingchen pouted, still feeling angry.

She suddenly remembered something and turned to ask, "By the way, why didn't the prince give Jiayou a reward? If it weren't for him today, I would have..."

Qian Zhenyun's hand movements suddenly stopped.

He raised his eyes and looked at Gu Qingchen's self-righteous face. A surge of anger blocked his chest and he was so angry that he couldn't utter a word.

After Qian Zhenyun applied medicine to Gu Qingchen, he found an excuse to leave.

Gu Qingchen lay on her side on the couch, her ankle burning with pain, but her mind kept turning over and over again to the image of Lin Jiayou standing in front of her.

The sight of Zhao Chenan carrying her onto the horse, the two figures intertwined together, made her feel extremely confused.

On the other side, in Lin Jiayou's tent, the candlelight flickered.

He changed out of his dusty Confucian robes and sat facing a bronze mirror, wiping a scratch on his cheek from the gravel he had been splashing when he was dodging a bear's paw.

The person in the mirror had lost the panic and weakness of the day, and his eyes were calm without a trace of ripples.

The curtain of the tent was opened without warning, and a figure in a black brocade robe walked in.