The man froze for a moment, turned around, and saw a strange woman who had appeared out of nowhere. Her face...

Seeing the birthmark on her face, he vaguely guessed her identity.

Princess Chen.

Qin Ye's eyes fell on his hand. After the delay just now, a small pool of blood had accumulated on the ground beside him, and his entire palm was red, which looked shocking.

She frowned slightly, pulled out a clean handkerchief from her bosom, and wrapped his hand around it.

The man was shocked, "You..."

This was the first time someone approached him actively since he was a child.

Qin Ye moved quickly and skillfully. He wrapped the bandage around the cut wound, circled it twice, and tied a bow to stop the bleeding.

"Go home and rinse twice with clean water, apply ointment, wrap with gauze, pay attention to your diet, avoid contact with water, and be careful of inflammation."

As she spoke, she reached into her sleeve, and with a thought, she took out a tube of ointment from the Qiankun bracelet and put it into his hand.

The man spread out his palms stiffly, staring blankly at the object in his hand.

medicine……

Someone is willing to give him medicine...

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, raised his eyes in a daze, looked at her, and asked in astonishment:

"Do you know who I am? How dare you come near me?"

Qin Ye used to stay in Prime Minister Qin's residence, never leaving the front door or the back door. After getting married, she stayed in Prince Chen's residence all the time, and had no impression of the person opposite her.

However, in front of the prince, he did not fight back or retaliate when being beaten or scolded, so his status could never be higher than that of the prince.

There are many people attending the banquet tonight, perhaps they are the sons of ministers.

However, his clothes were shabby, simple and plain, and he didn't seem to be the one.

Qin Ye thought about it and tentatively guessed: "A powerful and noble son? A young master of a family? A royal guard? Or... it shouldn't be a prince, right?"

Not likely.

"Forget it, forget it. I have more important things to do right now. I'm leaving first." After saying that, he ran away.

The man wanted to chase her, but suddenly stopped.

He couldn't chase her, she was the wife of Prince Chen, and their status was different...

He stopped where he was, watching the woman's slender figure disappear around the corner, then he retracted his gaze and fixed it on the bow in his hand.

The crescent-shaped white handkerchief was embroidered with delicate and small flowers, which was very pure and lovely, just like a girl's heart, clean and pure, and it seemed to have a slight female body fragrance left on it...

At this time, not far away, a palace maid ran over in a hurry:

"Your Highness Prince Li..."

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After asking for directions, Qin Ye finally arrived outside the palace gate. After going around in circles, he found that most of the guests had already left, and only a few carriages were still waiting.

She found the carriage of Prince Chen's mansion and strode over.

"Princess." Han Feng jumped down from the plank when he saw the person coming. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, and he was quite polite.

Qin Ye looked around in surprise and asked in astonishment:

"The prince has already gone back, why are you still here?"

"What?"

This question confused Han Feng.

He had been staying in the carriage all the time, so how could he not know if his master had come out?

"He has already gone back!" Qin Ye slapped his thigh and said seriously, "When he was in the palace, he said he had a stomachache and left early. Didn't he tell you?"

The cold wind paused.

Could it be that the master has some urgent matter, so he flew back early using the Qinggong?

The princess' words did not sound false, so he immediately believed her. He pulled a three-step small step from the carriage, placed it on the ground and stood on tiptoe:

"Princess, please get in the car. I'll take you back."

"Yeah." Qin Ye nodded seriously, lifted up her skirt and got into the carriage.

The carriage drove away.

Gurgle Gurgle——

Qin Ye lifted the curtains and glanced at the palace gate that was getting farther and farther away. A smirk of triumph flashed across his eyes:

The distance from the imperial palace to Prince Chen's mansion is seven or eight miles. It takes a quarter of an hour by carriage and more than half an hour to walk.

You bastard, since you despise me and don't let me go to see my mother, then just walk back!