Song Yushu glanced at Song Chun who was following behind him. Song Chun immediately understood and evacuated the followers and servants around him.
"All of you go down."
Even Nie Yiyue, who was on the carriage, was taken down by Song Chun. During that time, she still wanted to call Lu Zhixing, but Song Chun quickly stuffed a handkerchief into her mouth.
Song Yushu and Lu Zhixing were the only two people left in the yard where the carriage was parked. They kept this posture for a long time until Song Yushu couldn't help but move his injured shoulder.
Lu Zhixing immediately raised his head and said softly, "Go back."
Song Yushu smiled and nodded, then extended his hand. "Your Highness, may I take your pulse first?"
Lu Zhixing obediently stretched out his hand, and Song Yushu put his hand on it.
The pulse is weak and seems to have great ups and downs, but it is also long and recovers steadily.
What on earth had Lu Zhixing experienced at the Lin residence that caused him to have such a pulse? Song Yushu raised his head, wanting to ask him, but instead met his deep eyes, which were filled with a warm ocean that enveloped him.
After a long time, Song Yushu's neck turned red, and soon it spread to her ears. "Wang, Your Majesty?"
His cheeks were slightly red and his ears were red. After returning from the northern border, Song Yushu had improved quite well and gained weight again, looking like a white dough ball.
Lu Zhixing smiled and tapped Song Yushu's head, then took her hand and said, "Let's go. I'm hungry."
Hearing Lu Zhixing say he was hungry, Song Yushu immediately put aside his doubts and walked forward with Lu Zhixing. "It just so happens that today I asked the kitchen to make walnut cheese and eight-treasure crispy duck for you, Your Highness, and..."
The setting sun shone on Song Yushu's body. Lu Zhixing watched her chattering on and on about the names of his favorite dishes, and his cold heart gradually warmed up.
After serving Lu Zhixing his meal, the two of them sorted out official documents together, and Song Yushu then arranged for Lu Zhixing to take a bath and change his clothes.
After Song Yushu finished listening to Song Chun's report on the internal affairs of the mansion, he returned to the bedroom and wanted to give Lu Zhixing a massage and acupuncture, but was dazzled by the scene in front of him.
Lu Zhixing was half-lying on the bed with his hair loose. His loose shirt revealed his firm chest. A strand of black hair slid down from his attractive collarbone and disappeared into his shirt. Below that was...
Song Yushu swallowed and stood there in a daze.
Seeing the little liar like this, Lu Zhixing felt happy in his heart. It was worth the effort he had spent to find the right angle, so that Song Yushu could see his most perfect appearance as soon as he entered the door.
After appreciating Song Yushu's stunned look for a while, Lu Zhixing gently pressed the bridge of his nose and said, "My eyes..."
"Your Highness, your eyes hurt again?" Song Yushu didn't dare to ask Lu Zhixing what happened in the Lin Mansion and why the toxins in his body broke out. She could only stay by his side silently. She hurried forward and prepared to give Lu Zhixing acupuncture and massage.
Such a handsome man, even if Song Yushu didn't cling to him, he couldn't stand his frown.
Enjoying Song Yushu's care, Lu Zhixing relaxed. He patted the edge of the bed and said, "Sit down."
As he moved, the loose undershirt slipped off Lu Zhixing's shoulders. This erotic scene made Song Yushu's brain hot, his ears turned red again, and even an unknown liquid flowed from his nose.
Are you kidding me? Who can stand this?
Song Yushu screamed wildly in her heart. If she hadn't just taken Lu Zhixing's pulse, she would have thought that Lu Zhixing had been drugged in the Lin Mansion.
Seeing Song Yushu's nose bleed, Lu Zhixing hurriedly pulled up his clothes, stood up, pressed the back of Song Yushu's head with one hand to make her lean forward and lower her head, pinched her nose with the other hand, and said carefully: "Are you okay?"
Isn't it your fault? Song Yushu shook his head awkwardly.
"Don't move." Lu Zhixing's low voice sounded above Song Yushu's head, and the hand on the back of her head slightly forced to fix her head.
This was the first time that Song Yushu, a doctor, treated someone. It turned out that Lu Zhixing's method was correct.
As if sensing Song Yushu's surprise, Lu Zhixing snorted with a hint of pride, "I learned this method from the head of the Imperial Hospital."
Lu Zhixing maintained this posture for a quarter of an hour before slowly putting down his hand. He lowered his head and looked at Song Yushu carefully. He found no signs of further bleeding. When he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Song Yushu suddenly asked a question.
"Your Highness, can you see again?" He could see more and more often, so the day of recovery must be not far away. Song Yushu raised his head happily.
But Lu Zhixing quickly held her head down, preventing her from raising it so quickly. "Well, it's only been a short while since you had acupuncture. Why are you raising it so quickly?"
Song Yushu didn't suspect anything, and lowered his head, still very happy, "This servant is happy for you, Your Highness. Your Highness, may I bring you some water to wash your hands?"
"What are you moving around for?" Lu Zhixing stopped Song Yushu's desire to move with a single finger and called out, "Liu Bai, come in."
Liu Bai responded and walked in, and saw Song Yushu standing in front of Lu Zhixing's bed in a strange posture, with blood on his nose and mouth.
But before Liu Bai could wonder about Song Yushu for long, he followed orders and went to bring in warm water. The next scene made Liu Bai's mind go blank for a while.
Lu Zhixing took the wet handkerchief and personally wiped the blood from Song Yushu's nose and mouth with extremely gentle movements.
Not only was Liu Bai's mind blank, even Song Yushu's was blank. Who was Lu Zhixing? As the first prince of the Dayan Dynasty, he had never served anyone!
Looking at the stiff Song Yushu, Lu Zhixing's mouth curled up slightly, "Your treatment is unique in Dayan Dynasty."
"Slave..." Song Yushu shuddered and was about to kneel down reflexively.
But Lu Zhixing grabbed his uninjured arm and said with gritted teeth, "From now on, you will not call yourself a slave in this mansion, and you will not kneel before me!"
Is he going to be promoted to a super partner? Song Yushu looked up at Lu Zhixing in surprise.
"Um?"
Lu Zhixing tilted his head and looked at Song Yushu seriously and solemnly.
Song Yushu had no choice but to nod stiffly. The promotion was too fast and he always felt uneasy.
Seeing the uneasiness in Song Yushu's eyes, Lu Zhixing suddenly let go of her hand, turned around and shouted at Liu Bai, "Get out."
Liu Bai, like a wandering soul, walked out without touching the ground.
Lu Zhixing looked into Song Yushu's eyes and said gently, "No matter what my purpose was before, or what yours was, I just want to ask you one question: will you betray me? Do you want me to die?"
"No one in this world wants you to be alive, live well, and live gloriously more than I do." Song Yushu looked at Lu Zhixing firmly.
"Yes, it's for power and revenge." Lu Zhixing pursed his lips nervously, "Or is there still a trace of affection between you and me?"
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