Chapter 84: Guilt "I brought you misfortune... I'm sorry...
Chapter 84
Listening to Lin Zhiyi's difficult assurance, Jing Yue lowered her eyes, suppressed her anxiety, and said softly, "Well... I understand. Don't talk anymore. Doesn't your wound hurt?"
"...It hurts." Lin Zhiyi whispered coquettishly.
"I've applied some medicine for you. Just bear with it, you'll be fine soon." Jing Yue's steps were steady, and his arms were even steadier. Lin Zhiyi didn't even feel the shaking, and he carried him to a simple wooden couch on the east side of the room.
Kong Nian followed over, said "Amitabha", and then checked Lin Zhiyi's injuries.
The hemostatic medicine Jing Yue sprinkled on her wound was effective and the blood had begun to clot.
Kong Nian thought: "It's okay. Although it looks a bit scary, it's just a superficial wound."
Just now, Jing Yue was so worried that she was distracted. When she touched the blood on the back of Lin Zhiyi's head, her heart and soul flew away in fear. At this moment, after hearing Kong Nian's words, she pressed her heart and soul back to a distance and responded softly.
Tang Cong had long heard that the princess doted on her husband, and he had witnessed it several times in the princess's residence and the hot spring villa, but none of them shocked him as much as this scene at the moment.
——The princess is so strong that she can easily carry her prince consort horizontally!
However, despite being shocked, Tang Cong quickly looked away and turned to investigate why the roof collapsed.
And those three muffled thunders just now...what on earth was going on?
There is no sign of rain...
Could it be that it has fallen into disrepair...a pure accident?
Lin Zhiyi didn't expect that Kong Nian would be so mysterious.
Didn’t the Buddha always say “it cannot be spoken”?
Kong Nian revealed three "heavenly secrets" in succession, which attracted "heavenly thunder" and then implicated her.
Is this the treatment a lucky star deserves? !
Lin Zhiyi got a headache just thinking about it.
She was complaining in her heart as she became drowsy and lost consciousness.
Jing Yue held her head, her eyes complex and sad.
Will she really keep her promise and not leave him?
After Kong Nian helped Lin Zhiyi check, he found that Jing Yue's first aid measures were done well, so he took the initiative to move away from them, leaving more than ten steps of space, to prevent any more heavenly punishment from falling and implicating innocent people.
He was indeed a bit quick-tempered today.
Impulsive and reckless.
If we follow the principle of 'unspeakable', this kind of thing would not have happened.
The doctor the guards had called in examined Lin Zhiyi's injuries and came to the same conclusion as Master Kong Nian: "Please rest assured, Your Highness, the Prince Consort is fine. He will be fine once the wound heals and scabs over. During this time, stay away from water. I will prescribe another prescription to help the Prince Consort recover quickly."
"Okay, go ahead. Thank you." Jing Yue gently picked up Lin Zhiyi again and said, "Master, can you borrow my meditation room for two days?"
Pianpian was accidentally injured, so there is no need to rush back to Beijing.
Rest for two days first.
Kong Nian: "Yes! Please follow me."
Kong Nian brought them to the side courtyard where he lived. The east wing was empty. Although it was simple, it was clean. Because of its remote location, it was very quiet and suitable for recuperation.
This courtyard is too small. There are so many people in the princess's mansion that it is impossible for them all to live here.
After a brief discussion, Tang Cong and Ji Feng each selected four guards with high martial arts skills. Together with the two of them, there were ten people in total to guard the east wing. The remaining guards were assigned to be stationed outside the courtyard.
Most of the guards are tough and accustomed to sleeping in the open air.
As for Manager Su, Yao'er Zhu'er and others, they can stay in other rooms in the east wing.
Jing Yue guarded Lin Zhiyi from day to night. He did not need help from Zhu'er, Yao'er, Lin Song and others, and was ready to take care of the wounded all night long.
Su Lian and Yao'er tried to persuade him but failed, so they had to give up.
Zhu'er personally prepared the medicine and brought it over. Jingyue also took it and said, "Go back to your room and rest. I'm here for you."
Zhu'er was worried about her young master. Ever since the young master was married off by His Majesty, he had been plagued by misfortunes, either falling off a horse or being assassinated, and now he was inexplicably injured... To be honest, she felt a little resentful towards the princess.
She always felt that the young master and the princess were not a match made in heaven, but rather a match made in heaven.
However, seeing how anxiously the princess was waiting for the young master, the young Zhu'er changed her opinion of the princess.
She felt that it was probably fate. In fact, the young master's injury had nothing to do with the princess, so she shouldn't vent her anger on the innocent princess.
Besides, she is just a little maid, so what right does she have to vent her anger on the noble princess?
With a conflicted mentality, Zhu Er retreated sullenly, preparing to burn another stick of incense and pray for the young master.
Jing Yue let the medicine cool down a bit and called Lin Zhiyi softly: "Pianpian... wake up."
From morning to night, Lin Zhiyi was not in a coma all the time. She regained consciousness several times during this period and tried hard to prove to Jingyue that her soul was still there and she did not abandon him.
Jing Yue felt both touched and distressed, and at the same time regretted agreeing to accompany her to Tianlong Temple.
If she hadn't come, she wouldn't have been hurt.
Lin Zhiyi woke up, opened her mouth with a wry smile, and waited for Jingyue to feed her medicine.
The medicine was so bitter that she couldn't help coughing a few times, feeling dizzy and dazed.
Jing Yue once again requested to exchange bodies.
Lin Zhiyi smiled weakly, the candlelight shimmering in his peach blossom eyes, making them even brighter. "No need. Just get some sleep. You should be fine tomorrow. Don't bother with that."
She prefers being a prince consort to being a princess.
This way it is less likely to reveal flaws.
"This is a blood-tonifying porridge. Have some more." Jing Yue worriedly took the red date and bird's nest porridge that was warmed by hot water next to her. "Frequent blood loss is not good for your health."
Lin Zhiyi obediently opened his mouth and waited for him to feed him.
She knew that the human body would instinctively protect itself - since there was blood loss from head injuries, the blood loss during menstruation would not be as much as usual.
However, it is still necessary to make up for it.
After drinking half a bowl of porridge obediently, Lin Zhiyi felt a little better. She had been unconscious for too long and couldn't fall asleep, so she turned sideways and motioned Jingyue to come up and lie down with her for a while.
Jing Yue was quick to press her neck and stop her from shaking her head: "Don't move!"
Lin Zhiyi looked at him pitifully: "It's a bit uncomfortable to always be in this position."
Jing Yue: "Wait for me."
He put away the bowls of porridge and medicine, took off his shoes, stepped over Lin Zhiyi and onto the wooden couch, then gently and carefully picked up Lin Zhiyi, letting her lean on his arms and do whatever she wanted to feel comfortable.
Although he was a tough man, he was still softer and more comfortable than the wooden boards of the small, shabby Zen room in the side courtyard of Tianlong Temple!
Lin Zhiyi can also relax his back and neck a little - as long as he avoids the back of his head from being pressed.
"Are you planning to stay up late?" She raised her peach blossom eyes and looked at Jingyue's collarbone, and further up, she saw the protruding Adam's apple.
Although he is young, the little prince's male hormones are still quite attractive.
Jing Yue's arms were steady, trying to prevent Lin Zhiyi from shaking. His Adam's apple rolled, and he softly replied with a "hmm."
Lin Zhiyi: "That's so great... I'm flattered."
His Royal Highness the Labor Prince took care of her all night long. She is so charming.
Jing Yue lowered her eyes slightly, and could see her delicate nose and half of her pale face. Guilt welled up in her heart, and after a long while, she said, "I'm sorry for you..."
Lin Zhiyi raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised: "Huh?"
How to repent?
Jing Yue took a deep breath, looked away, and looked at the unique patterns on the door frame of Tianlong Temple. She said softly, "I seem to have a bit of a destiny of being unlucky. Anyone who has anything to do with me, especially the prince consort, is in great danger. Wei Ying and Qin Xiao are both dead, and you've been injured one after another..."
"I brought you misfortune... I'm sorry..."
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