Shen Ze's expression changed instantly, and he looked at Lin Yushu with a look of surprise and doubt.
Gu Ling...
The little emperor won’t know Gu Ling!
The person in front of me...
Shen Ze's fingertips trembled as he looked at the thin needle that he had inserted into Lin Yushu's chest with his own hands. His legs softened and he couldn't help but kneel down.
Your Highness...
The little emperor is His Royal Highness!
After Shen Ze realized this, his eyes were bloodshot.
He suddenly discovered that there was still a clamp between Lin Yushu's fingers, and several eunuchs who were torturing him were still exerting force.
The thin needle on Lin Yushu's chest was dripping red blood, which was very dazzling.
With trembling hands, he gently pulled the needle out of Lin Yushu's chest, and tears fell instantly.
He seemed to remember something and turned to look at Ming Han: "What are you still standing there for? Why don't you call the imperial physician?"
He personally removed the torture instruments from Lin Yushu's body.
He rushed out of the secret room with the person in his arms.
Minghan looked at Chen Ze's panic, and a hint of panic flashed across his expressionless face.
He felt that he was about to be finished, even though it was the Ninth Thousand Year Old himself who ordered the execution.
But this was entirely my own doing!
…
When the imperial physician arrived, Shen Ze was kneeling beside the bed in Lin Yushu's bedroom, carefully applying the blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing ointment between Lin Yushu's fingers.
Looking at Lin Yushu's horrible fingers at this moment, the fingertips were pierced by needles...
There's blood clots in the nail crevices from being pricked by a needle...
Also, the injuries from being pinched by the clamps...
Chen Ze's heart was trembling. He looked at Lin Yushu who was unconscious, but the words that Lin Yushu said under his questioning echoed in his mind.
“Chen Ze,… is someone like you worthy?”
"She doesn't want to see you. Even if she sees you, she feels extremely disgusted."
"She hates you. She said you don't deserve to see her!"
He knelt silently, his eyes full of despair.
He had hurt his Highness again!
Why not think about it again?
It is obvious that His Highness has not concealed his temper at all.
Why didn’t I guess it?
He even stepped on His Highness's finger!
His waist bent even lower, and the despair in his eyes slowly overflowed, enveloping his entire body.
The imperial physician was startled when he saw Shen Ze kneeling on the ground. He saluted Shen Ze and said, "Greetings, Nine Thousand Years Old..."
Shen Ze raised his eyes, and his fierce gaze frightened the imperial physician back away: "Why don't you hurry up and show it to His Majesty?"
The imperial physician walked carefully to Lin Yushu, feeling a little puzzled. Didn't the Ninth Prince always not care much about the little emperor?
Why doesn’t it look like this today?
It looks like a loved one has died...
The imperial physician suppressed his gossipy thoughts and held Lin Yushu's hand.
He frowned and said, "Your Majesty is fine. He just fainted due to a sudden shock. He will be fine when he wakes up soon."
He looked at the injuries on Lin Yushu's body and said, "Your Majesty's injuries are quite serious. The wound on his finger has broken his tendons and bones."
After he finished speaking, Shen Ze's expression became even uglier.
He glanced at the imperial physician and said, "Please prescribe some medicine."
The imperial physician was flattered that the Ninth Prince actually said to him, "Trouble me..."
The imperial physician waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, Your Majesty, please don't torture him. You are so young, and your stomach problems are so severe. You absolutely cannot fast anymore."
Even he had heard that the Ninth Prince had fasted for His Majesty because he was unhappy.
The imperial physician saw that the Ninth Prince in front of him seemed even more gloomy.
So he wrote out the prescription, told Mingrui how to cook the medicine, and then slipped away.
Chen Ze didn't care about the imperial physician who slipped away. Instead, he knelt on the ground and looked at the sleeping Lin Yushu with tenderness in his eyes.
Such a good prince was hurt by him again.
It's ridiculous that he still wants to find His Highness and even delusionally hopes that he can influence His Highness with his sincerity.
I also long to resolve my past grievances with His Highness and return to our old friendship.
But now all this has become a bubble.
He knew it was impossible.
Your Highness is right, he... is not worthy!
When Lin Yushu woke up, she found herself lying on the dragon bed. She blinked and wanted to sit up, but as soon as she supported herself with her hands on the bed, she felt a piercing pain.
"system……"
Lin Yushu knew that the system was angry, so there was a hint of flattery in his tone.
The system snorted: "Isn't the host very capable? Can't you even endure this little pain?"
Although it said so, it still adjusted the pain to Lin Yushu to the lowest level.
The movement here immediately attracted Shen Ze's attention. Shen Ze instantly raised his eyes and looked at Lin Yushu: "Your Highness is awake? Do you want some water?"
He quickly picked up the teapot, poured a cup of warm tea, knelt in front of Lin Yushu, and held the teacup high in both hands.
Lin Yushu glanced at him, raised his foot and kicked the cup of tea over, pouring the tea over Shen Ze's head.
The white clothes were stained by the tea.
Lin Yushu sneered, "Why? Didn't the Ninth Prince want to treat me to a feast? What's going on here?"
Shen Ze lowered his eyes and looked at the ground: "There is no Nine Thousand Years Old in front of the Master."
How dare he call himself nine thousand years old in front of her?
Lin Yushu looked at Shen Ze who was kneeling respectfully at his feet, with a hint of darkness in his eyes.
Disappeared in an instant.
She sneered, "Nine Thousand Years Old, your status is noble, how dare I accept your gift?"
Chen Ze suddenly raised his head and looked directly at Lin Yushu, a hint of helplessness and sadness flashing in his eyes: "If Your Highness says so, then I will have a good argument with Your Highness..."
After His Highness was injured, he was unable to think at all, so he didn't notice anything wrong.
But later, when His Highness fell asleep, he knelt in the hall and carefully reviewed everything His Highness had done.
Lin Yushu looked at him with eyes that seemed to see through everything, his eyes full of coldness: "What are you talking about?"
Chen Ze looked at Lin Yushu, crawled a few steps on his knees, and came to the footstool beside Lin Yushu's feet: "Your Highness's words on the memorial and your words on the lantern, aren't they meant to make this minister misunderstand?"
Lin Yushu lowered his eyes and looked at Chen Ze who was kneeling in front of him: "Then didn't you do all this?"
She put her hands in front of Shen Ze.
Chen Ze looked at the bandaged hand in front of him and was speechless for a moment.
Even if everything was planned by His Highness, the order to torture His Highness was given by himself.
It was he who failed to recognize His Highness at the first moment, and it was also he who committed treason by torturing His Highness.
He kowtowed to the ground, his eyes lowered with regret: "I deserve to die, I deserve to die..."
Lin Yushu lowered his eyes and looked at the man who was almost burying his head in the ground. He sneered, "What's wrong with the Ninth Prince? He just wanted to find someone. How dare I, a puppet emperor with no real power, not tell you? Isn't this a crime worthy of death?"
Shen Ze knelt on the ground, his forehead touching the ground, his eyes filled with pain: "I am guilty, I deserve to die!"
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