Birds on the edge of the abyss 9
Three days later, Shen Luli woke up from the eternal and unchanging terrible dream. The last moment of the dream was a man covered in blood and with an unclear face rushing towards him. The dream stopped abruptly when the feeling of suffocation came over him.
He also broke out in a cold sweat. He opened his sour eyes and saw a crimson curtain embroidered with intricate and gorgeous patterns.
His senses gradually focused, and the pain all over his body surged towards him like a tide. His whole body seemed to be disassembled and reassembled again. The pain, itching, numbness, and burning sensation made him despair.
"Water... Ho... Ho..." Shen Luli turned his head to the side and said softly with difficulty in his hoarse and smoky voice.
There was no one in the room, the door was closed, the windows were locked, and the curtains were drawn tightly, so he couldn't see the situation in the room clearly. Shen Luli gritted his teeth and got up from the bed.
As soon as he moved, the wounds on his body that had just scabbed over began to rupture and bleed. The pain made him hunch over and fall to one side.
With a "thump", the whole person fell headfirst to the ground with a loud bang.
"Um... uh..." Shen Luli turned over, his head buzzing from being knocked, and it seemed that some liquid flowed down his forehead. He raised his thin and shriveled hand to open the curtain on one side, and looked around with a gasp.
It was noon at this time, and the sunlight poured in through the window, shining on Shen Luli's side face. Looking at the decoration in the house, it was elegant and luxurious, spacious and bright, and even the crisp chirping of birds could be heard.
Shen Luli was stunned for a while, and suddenly thought to himself, "This room is much bigger than my original room. Why is he here? Shouldn't he be beheaded?"
Lying on the ground for a while, unable to move, Shen Luli was extremely thirsty. He looked at the teapot on the coffee table not far away. Shen Luli stretched out his arms, scratched the ground and crawled over little by little. His body rubbed against the blanket on the ground and he did not feel any discomfort.
"Oh...oh...mm" he gasped, a mixture of blood and cold sweat flowing from his forehead. Shen Luli moved forward slowly. When he was about to reach the position, he licked the cracked and peeling corners of his mouth with his tongue. His eyes went dark for a while, and he encouraged himself in a daze.
But the next second, there were sounds of footsteps and people talking outside the house.
"Your Highness, he looks much better and should wake up soon." A young man's voice came clearly, with a hint of determination.
"Oh, really?" The latter's voice was deep and deep, and his magnetic voice was very similar to the voice of the man in Shen Luli's dream.
In just a moment, his dazed consciousness returned a little. Shen Luli blinked and tried to sit up to avoid being seen.
But he had just woken up and had no strength to speak of. His arms were as soft as noodles, and the scar on his back made his waist sore and weak. Cold sweat was pouring down, and the pain made Shen Luli's eyes go black again.
"Squeak"
The door was opened from the outside, and people came in one after another. Their sight stopped abruptly when they saw Shen Luli lying on the ground.
"Hey! Someone's coming!" Lan Huan opened the door in a good mood and turned his head while talking about the situation. When his eyes met, his smile froze instantly. His body stiffened and his expression quickly cracked.
He turned around and called for someone to come in, then he hurriedly walked forward and wanted to pick the person up and put him back on the bed.
The closer I got, the more I felt dizzy. This was because this man didn't take care of his body. The wound on his back had finally scabbed over, but when he moved, it cracked again and started bleeding. Moreover, where did this new scar on his forehead come from?
Could it be that the servants under him abused him?
Lan Huan's forehead throbbed with shock and anger.
The servant on duty outside was a lazy one. Today was his turn to be on duty. Thinking that the person was unconscious, he did not pay attention to it. Instead, he went to another courtyard to laugh and play with other servants.
As soon as he came in with a toothpick in his mouth, he saw the nobles who rarely came to see him gathered together. The leader stared at him coldly with a pair of golden eyes, as if he was looking at a dead person.
The servant's legs suddenly trembled, and he knelt down to beg for mercy.
Chu Xin knew what was going on at first sight. With no expression in his eyes, he turned to look at the person in Lan Huan's arms.
The man half-opened his pair of dull black eyes, gasped for breath, and murmured weakly and feebly.
"water…"
Lan Huan hurriedly called for someone to pour water, and then personally brought it to his mouth to feed him.
For some reason, Chu Xin suddenly felt extremely annoyed when he saw this scene.
He turned his head and said coldly to Bu Nan, who was wearing a tight suit and holding a long sword, "Drag him out and behead him."
"Your Highness, spare my life!" The servant was so frightened when he heard it that he peed directly. The fishy and smelly yellow liquid dripped down, and everyone in the room turned pale.
"Drag him out, be quick, don't dirty my eyes." Chu Xin covered his mouth and nose and took a few steps back.
Bu Nan lowered his head and responded. He grabbed the servant's neck with his big hand and walked outside. He used his Qinggong to fly outside quickly and disappeared.
After Lan Huan and the others finished drinking, they were about to pick up the person and put him back on the bed when they smelled a strong sandalwood scent from behind them. A low and elegant voice came from above their heads.
"Change the room, it's dirty here"
Lan Huan was startled for a moment, then nodded, picked up the young man and turned to walk towards the guest room next door, ignoring the blood on his body. Chu Xin, who was following behind him, felt inexplicably unhappy.
Looking at Shen Luli's falling hair hooked together with Lan Huan's hair, her fair face nestled in Lan Huan's arms, looking weak and helpless, she pursed her lips.
[Ding, Chu Xin's favorability +5, current favorability 20]
After quickly changing to another room, it took another hour to treat the wound again.
After a while, Shen Luli, who was sober, took the tea brought by Lan Huan and said thank you softly, which made Lan Huan blush and step aside with his hands shaking.
Then Shen Luli opened his mouth and said, "Thank you, Your Highness, for saving me. Peizi has no way to repay you."
Although he had been bedridden for a long time, he had seen the Crown Prince before. In his deep memory, he had seen him from a distance when he was about thirteen or fourteen years old when he followed the Duke of Zhenguo into the palace to attend a palace banquet. Although his face was far different from what he remembered, he would never forget his natural golden eyes.
Chu Xingang stopped him from saluting, thinking that he was injured, and then heard the man raise his beautiful eyes and say thank you.
His eyes flashed, his fingers fiddled a few times inexplicably, and he laughed lowly.
"It's alright. I've just explained the whole story to you. The Duke of Zhenguo is innocent now. Once you've recovered from your injuries, you can go to the Shen family's ancestral tomb to pay your respects. I've already had the body collected and buried soon..."
Chu Xin looked at the red mole on the man's earlobe, and his throat moved slightly.
[Ding, Chu Xin's favorability +1, current favorability 21]
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