"Your Highness, are you okay?"

Qin Ye strode into the room and saw the man lying there, his face pale with pain and looking very seriously ill, so he quickly checked his pulse.

I sprained my waist.

To add insult to injury, my muscles and bones have been hurt. I'm afraid I won't be able to jump around for a while.

Zong Zhengli said stubbornly: "It's just a minor injury...it will heal in a while...I still have some official business to deal with..."

As he spoke, he held onto the edge of the bed and tried to get up.

But, he was carried back by others. Even though he was so injured, he still wanted to work. Didn’t he care about his own body?

Qin Ye pushed him back and took out the medicinal wine.

"I...I'll do it myself..." He held down the hem of his clothes, feeling a bit shy as if he was a virgin.

But, his pale face, gasping for breath, and weak voice made people feel distressed.

Qin Ye knew that he was concerned about other things besides his identity.

He was right to be cautious.

There are so many people in the palace, no matter how many times it takes, it will not be Qin Ye's turn to make medicinal wine for him.

"Okay." She stood up and prepared to go out to call someone.

Zong Zhengli: “???”

Looking at her back in astonishment: "?"

She just left like that?

He was just being polite...

A trace of loss flashed across my eyes...

"Qin... Fourth sister!"

Just then, Qin Jiaojiao ran in from outside, looking at Qin Ye with hostility and vigilance. She grabbed the medicinal wine from Qin Ye's hand, walked towards the bed, and said in a cold voice as if to show sovereignty:

"Thank you for the medicine. I will take good care of King Li's injuries!"

With her around, Qin Ye doesn't need to worry.

Apart from her, no other woman could get close to King Li, especially Qin Ye!

Qin Ye shrugged and went out indifferently. Qin Jiaojiao came at the right time, and she was planning to go out and call her. She had no intention of applying medicine to King Li herself.

go out.

close the door.

"Princess Chen!"

As soon as I went out, the worried old lady came to meet me, "How is Li'er?"

"Ma'am, don't worry. He just sprained his waist. If you rub it with medicated wine on time and in the right amount, there won't be any problems." Qin Ye calmed her down.

After hearing this, the old lady finally loosened her tightly clenched hands. She felt relieved and quickly wiped away the tears from her eyes. She realized that she had lost her composure and felt very sorry in front of Qin Ye.

Qin Ye was very envious.

The old lady and Prince Li are not biological mother and son, but they have a very good relationship.

If she finds her mother...

He lowered his eyes slightly, suppressed his thoughts, took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears.

The old lady lowered her head shyly and sniffed, "I'm sorry to make Princess Chen laugh... I... I'm just a person who can't stand up to the public, timid, and afraid of things..."

"Over the years, I have always told Li'er not to fight or compete, and not to think about things that do not belong to him. I did not agree to his joining the patrol camp in the first place. Look...it's only been a few days, and something happened..."

As she spoke, her eyes turned red with worry again.

Over the years, she survived many life-threatening situations to raise Prince Li.

She knew that she had no power and was not favored by Prince Li, so she could only save her life by not fighting or competing.

She is afraid.

She was afraid that if Prince Li entered the patrol camp, he would offend someone or hurt someone's interests. She was even more afraid that Prince Li would be harmed, but she could only watch helplessly.

Qin Ye really wanted to comfort her, but when the words came to his lips, he looked at the old lady's simple and red eyes and couldn't open his mouth.

For a moment, she felt that she and King Li were similar...