Chapter 126 He couldn't just ignore it and pretend he didn't know

Yun Qingshi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the sound and quickly pulled his hand back.

It's really weird. I'm holding his hand and squeezing it all the time. Is his hand some kind of compression squeezing toy? Is it really that squeezy?

Yun Qingshi really didn’t understand.

Even if you can't break it, you can't keep pinching it...

The warmth in his hand suddenly disappeared, and a hint of loss flashed across Prince Xiao's eyes.

However, considering that it was indeed late and they hadn't eaten yet, Xiao Jiwu didn't say much. He just directed the outside of the tent, "Come in."

As Xiao Jiwu finished speaking, Zhao Mingde quickly brought Changshun into the tent and began to serve the meal.

Yun Qingshi was so hungry that his stomach was sticking to his back.

He only ate something in the morning throughout the day.

The key point was that he had no appetite because he got up too early, and he didn't eat much for breakfast, so he was really hungry.

Yun Qingshi even went over to take a look at the dishes before Changshun and Zhao Mingde even finished serving the food.

He didn't have time to be picky at the moment, he just felt that every dish was surprisingly appetizing.

Then, as soon as the two of them had set the table, he sat down directly at the table.

He also did not forget to invite Xiao Jiwu to come and eat with him: "Prince, come and eat quickly, it will get cold soon."

Xiao Jiwu found it funny, but also felt a little distressed. After all, it was because of him that the boy was so hungry at this time.

He quickly went to sit at the table, but he didn't rush to eat. Instead, he picked up a piece of tender pork ribs and placed it in the boy's bowl. He then reminded him gently, "Don't eat too fast, or you'll feel uncomfortable."

But in fact, Yun Qingshi had already started eating, and he did not miss the ribs that Xiao Jiwu put into the bowl.

Then in the following time, Prince Xiao picked up a lot of dishes for Yun Qingshi.

But he himself didn't even have time to eat a single bite.

Yun Qingshi was eating very seriously and it took him a while to realize this.

When Yun Qingshi discovered this situation, he suddenly froze and could hardly eat.

After thinking about it, he had no choice but to imitate Xiao Jiwu's way of picking up food and put a piece of mutton into Prince Xiao's bowl. He reminded him awkwardly, "You should eat too. Stop picking up food for me all the time."

This is really weird...

Upon hearing this, Xiao Jiwu nodded and started eating, but during the meal, he would still pick up some food for Yun Qingshi from time to time.

Then as this happened more and more times, Yun Qingshi went from being awkward at the beginning to feeling helpless.

Never mind, if Xiao Jiwu wants to pick it up, then that's all. It just saves him from having food he can't reach...

Although he was very hungry, his appetite was limited, and Yun Qingshi soon felt full.

He finally drank half a bowl of soup and finished his dinner.

Xiao Jiwu had finished eating by now, and then Zhao Mingde and Changshun came in to clear the table.

After they finished cleaning up, the two of them quickly retreated.

Seeing the two men retreat, Yun Qingshi hesitated and spoke to Xiao Jiwu: "Xiao Jiwu, lift up your trouser legs so I can see how your knees are."

He always felt that after kneeling for so long, he would not be as relaxed as Xiao Jiwu appeared.

After all, we are all human beings, and our knees are not made of iron, so how can we not get hurt?

He was more inclined to believe that Xiao Jiwu was just enduring it.

He couldn't just ignore it and pretend he didn't know.

He couldn't even imagine if he could still stand up...

Prince Xiao was obviously a little surprised when he heard this, and he was a little hesitant, but after seeing the undisguised worry in the young man's eyes, he finally nodded and agreed: "Okay."

Yun Qingshi heard the voice and hurriedly urged: "Then go sit by the bed and let me see."

Xiao Jiwu nodded again and sat down beside the couch.

It’s not too cold in autumn, so all I wear is a pair of underwear and a pair of slightly thicker outer pants, which can be rolled up easily.

As his pants were rolled up little by little, his knees were exposed.

Yun Qingshi went to see it anxiously, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he felt much more relieved.

It was much better than he had imagined, but it was already bruised.

But he still couldn't imagine how Xiao Jiwu could endure the pain and walk as if nothing had happened.

If it were him, he would probably have been carried back on a stretcher.

Yun Qingshi couldn't help but sigh softly.

Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Jiwu planned to lower his trouser legs.

Seeing this, Yun Qingshi hurriedly reached out to stop him: "Wait a moment, don't put it down yet."

Upon hearing the voice, Xiao Jiwu couldn't help but look up and stare into the boy's eyes, as if puzzled.

Yun Qingshi saw Prince Xiao's confusion and could only helplessly explain, "I'll go get some cold water. Even though your skin isn't broken, it still needs some attention. You need a cold compress now."

He was really impressed by Xiao Jiwu. He didn't care about being injured and just endured it.

After saying that, Yun Qingshi turned and went outside to look for Zhao Mingde.

When Zhao Mingde heard his plan, he naturally would not refuse, and he hurried to find cold water.

Actually, you should apply ice, but I'm afraid you can't find any ice here.

At least it's better to use cold water than to do nothing.

After telling Zhao Mingde to find cold water, Yun Qingshi returned to the tent and moved a stool to the side of the couch, preparing to sit down and help Xiao Jiwu apply cold compress.

As for Prince Xiao, his eyes were on Yun Qingshi most of the time.

Yun Qingshi felt helpless when being stared at, but he couldn't say anything, so he had to pretend he didn't see it.

Unable to bear being stared at anymore, he looked up at Xiao Jiwu as if he had given up, and just stared at him without saying a word.

He wanted to see how long Xiao Jiwu could keep staring at him.

Then the two of them stared at each other for a long time, and Prince Xiao suddenly couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.

Yun Qingshi was even more speechless, and couldn't help but say: "Laugh, you can still laugh, don't your legs hurt?"

Prince Xiao shook his head indifferently and replied, "It doesn't hurt."

Yun Qingshi was full of disbelief: "Just keep talking tough."

At this moment, Zhao Mingde entered the tent with cold water.

After placing the copper basin on the small table, Zhao Mingde immediately wrung out the handkerchief.

Yun Qingshi took the handkerchief and carefully helped Xiao Jiwu apply it on his knees.

It's not like he had never bruised his legs before. Usually, just a small bump would hurt, but in Xiao Jiwu's case, his entire knee was bruised.

He also calculated that Xiao Jiwu had been kneeling for nearly four hours, more than seven hours.

And it was on the uneven ground of the paddock, so it was bruised and purple.

That was why Yun Qingshi didn't dare to use any strength at all.

It took about half an hour before it was finished.

But not long after Yun Qingshi gave Xiao Jiwu a cold compress, he heard footsteps suddenly coming from outside the tent.

Then came Zhao Mingde's voice.

"Eunuch Liu, why are you here so late?"

Eunuch Liu? Someone close to the emperor?

Yun Qingshi suddenly had a bad feeling.

Wasn't kneeling for four hours enough? What else did the emperor want to do?